<?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-9201703820467917540</id><updated>2011-07-08T13:56:42.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unswerving Hope</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-4767041399137045055</id><published>2010-06-23T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T10:43:43.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. and Mrs. Cain</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; Last weekend was Mike and Joni’s wedding, and it was so epic. 700 confirmed guests (though there was more like 750 there…), with volunteers cooking 400lbs of the best Hawaiian spare ribs ever tasted, several hundred bread roles and lbs of rice, hundreds of cupcakes, a 7-course Chinese dinner for the family after the reception, and 1 very very happy bride and groom.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/TCJHyc89BFI/AAAAAAAAChI/M3P7d4aZR0I/s1600-h/0619001534%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="0619001534" border="0" alt="0619001534" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/TCJHzYepFfI/AAAAAAAAChM/LhikDSgUfVM/0619001534_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="354" height="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mike’s been an incredible friend and I couldn’t think more highly of Joni his wife. I’m so excited at what God will do through their marriage!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-4767041399137045055?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4767041399137045055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=4767041399137045055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4767041399137045055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4767041399137045055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2010/06/mr-and-mrs-cain.html' title='Mr. and Mrs. Cain'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/TCJHzYepFfI/AAAAAAAAChM/LhikDSgUfVM/s72-c/0619001534_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-2184542218947260293</id><published>2010-06-23T10:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T10:39:56.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Butler Legacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/TCJG1Vh_znI/AAAAAAAACgs/9jcsSvNC27s/s1600-h/28413_10150175842210277_557120276_12499459_3290426_n%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="28413_10150175842210277_557120276_12499459_3290426_n" border="0" alt="28413_10150175842210277_557120276_12499459_3290426_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/TCJG2NzztuI/AAAAAAAACgw/4sFHoXA3hpU/28413_10150175842210277_557120276_12499459_3290426_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="203" height="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ahh the Butlers. Today they’re flying to Georgia to permanently take residence there and start an African American ministry in Athens. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I honestly can’t image the UofA ministry without them. Lori has been here since I set foot on the campus my freshman year as a student, and Dustin has been here since my junior year (though he was around a bit my sophomore year visiting). I’ve loved them as staff, and when I joined them their friendship to me and Ariel only increased. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I look forward to how God will use them in Georgia. God’s hand is clearly on their life and Ariel and I both dearly love them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dustin and Lori- we’ll miss you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yesterday we packed up their house into a Truck they rented. Everything in their entire house fit into an 8’x9’x9’ space, which is actually pretty incredible. Here’s some pics as proof.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/TCJG3tOnfLI/AAAAAAAACg0/Mdxf9cApLVc/s1600-h/0622001144%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="0622001144" border="0" alt="0622001144" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/TCJG4fqgjpI/AAAAAAAACg4/oWeD-q6RSWI/0622001144_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/TCJG6GONdzI/AAAAAAAACg8/0_G1XMSbIvM/s1600-h/0622001144a%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="0622001144a" border="0" alt="0622001144a" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/TCJG6yyfhdI/AAAAAAAAChE/B7-mV_MtUP0/0622001144a_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="328" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-2184542218947260293?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2184542218947260293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=2184542218947260293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2184542218947260293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2184542218947260293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2010/06/butler-legacy.html' title='The Butler Legacy'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/TCJG2NzztuI/AAAAAAAACgw/4sFHoXA3hpU/s72-c/28413_10150175842210277_557120276_12499459_3290426_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-7746000260954367269</id><published>2010-04-09T23:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T23:29:06.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craigslist</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A few weeks ago I completed my first post on Craigslist – A broken camera. Today, I received my first inquiry about it. I copied it below:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;CALL ME   &lt;br /&gt;CHECK OUT.    &lt;br /&gt;275-5618    &lt;br /&gt;EDDIE    &lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Needless to say I will probably not be following it up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-7746000260954367269?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7746000260954367269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=7746000260954367269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7746000260954367269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7746000260954367269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2010/04/craigslist.html' title='Craigslist'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-6478895436006913462</id><published>2010-03-11T11:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T12:13:44.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What state am i in…?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S5lLodPfZSI/AAAAAAAACgU/2m_iX5K6rV0/s1600-h/0311001108%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="0311001108" border="0" alt="0311001108" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S5lLpR5CkbI/AAAAAAAACgY/kaLox-o_0-g/0311001108_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="301" height="396" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-6478895436006913462?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6478895436006913462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=6478895436006913462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/6478895436006913462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/6478895436006913462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-state-am-i-in.html' title='What state am i in…?'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S5lLpR5CkbI/AAAAAAAACgY/kaLox-o_0-g/s72-c/0311001108_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-2707031851654890058</id><published>2010-02-10T12:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T12:25:12.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday Bryce showed me how to change spark plugs. It was epic. And saved me almost $400.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S3MWI7BOoII/AAAAAAAACfk/vT1WxfKwlZ4/s1600-h/0209001425%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="0209001425" border="0" alt="0209001425" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S3MWJDIbMcI/AAAAAAAACfo/sPqE0Xuu0kA/0209001425_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S3MWJhmXvXI/AAAAAAAACfs/UTQ1rHONVR0/s1600-h/0209001708%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="0209001708" border="0" alt="0209001708" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S3MWJ36cBgI/AAAAAAAACfw/iygTzRCrrOY/0209001708_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-2707031851654890058?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2707031851654890058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=2707031851654890058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2707031851654890058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2707031851654890058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2010/02/bug.html' title='Bug'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S3MWJDIbMcI/AAAAAAAACfo/sPqE0Xuu0kA/s72-c/0209001425_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-5970283981988738666</id><published>2010-02-10T11:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T11:56:34.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camelback</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last weekend we celebrated my dad’s 50th Birthday by hiking camelback mountain, playing 5 games of bowling, eating tons of food, and enjoying the hot tub with a slight drizzle. It was great!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Kevin joined us for the hike, but he didn’t need the 18 rest breaks me and my dad used…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S3MPZFLlRxI/AAAAAAAACfM/x1XjwFMhtJM/s1600-h/0206001404a%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="0206001404a" border="0" alt="0206001404a" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S3MPZrUILhI/AAAAAAAACfQ/ks31DFPwJDs/0206001404a_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S3MPafxf-sI/AAAAAAAACfU/WSKN59oYyHE/s1600-h/0206001405%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="0206001405" border="0" alt="0206001405" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S3MPawnJ8XI/AAAAAAAACfY/hovk6pu2GQo/0206001405_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S3MPcN2xi6I/AAAAAAAACfc/mirT6y3EUso/s1600-h/0206001435%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="0206001435" border="0" alt="0206001435" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S3MPcXzu4RI/AAAAAAAACfg/iHj1Rq3uGDE/0206001435_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-5970283981988738666?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5970283981988738666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=5970283981988738666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5970283981988738666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5970283981988738666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2010/02/camelback.html' title='Camelback'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S3MPZrUILhI/AAAAAAAACfQ/ks31DFPwJDs/s72-c/0206001404a_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-5773369762039812946</id><published>2010-02-06T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T09:45:39.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer blog updated</title><content type='html'>Updated my prayer blog. Check it: &lt;a href="http://prayforuofa.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://prayforuofa.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-5773369762039812946?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5773369762039812946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=5773369762039812946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5773369762039812946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5773369762039812946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2010/02/prayer-blog-updated.html' title='Prayer blog updated'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-7826842426469949294</id><published>2010-01-08T13:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:32:20.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the Gnagey’s Come to Visit…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; Klein Gnagey, Ariel’s bro, is visiting for the week. We all remember what happened the last time the Gnagey’s came:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S0ekXAcNaYI/AAAAAAAACe4/C5bY7SUo5y0/s1600-h/%5Bwildlife_rattlesnake1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="[wildlife_rattlesnake1" border="0" alt="[wildlife_rattlesnake1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S0ekXqRRRhI/AAAAAAAACe8/8Qa423Qt9Bk/%5Bwildlife_rattlesnake1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="173" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This visit’s incident was confined to the face, and only involved a sharp rock.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S0ekYdr_5-I/AAAAAAAACfA/i2UWnQ1GoHY/s1600-h/0106001553a%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="0106001553a" border="0" alt="0106001553a" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S0ekY8kwwRI/AAAAAAAACfE/HxqePqU943s/0106001553a_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But in all honesty, it’s been a really fun time having Klein here.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-7826842426469949294?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7826842426469949294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=7826842426469949294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7826842426469949294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7826842426469949294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-gnageys-come-to-visit.html' title='When the Gnagey’s Come to Visit…'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/S0ekXqRRRhI/AAAAAAAACe8/8Qa423Qt9Bk/s72-c/%5Bwildlife_rattlesnake1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-2386990821617844644</id><published>2009-12-28T16:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:13:32.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Highlights from this past year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. Getting Married&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. Having flexible jobs where, despite Ariel working nights for the year, we enjoyed time together and even a handful of great vacations together.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. “Through the Bible in a Summer” ended up taking me 5 months, but getting hit with a whirlwind of Bible all at once was one of the most enjoyable and eye opening studies I’ve done.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. Working with Reed and Micah this past semester, and becoming better friends with them. They’re two super enjoyable guys and it’s been fun to get more into their world.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. Where things are at the end of this semester with the ministry. God' has brought in a great freshman class who are saying things like, “I want to pray for my hall and family over break,” “I’d be interested in memorizing scripture with you,” “Let’s next semester do something together to reach out to my floor.” I’m especially excited about one student I’m friends with whose grown up in the church and I’ve had the opportunity to share the Gospel with but is carefully considering how real he considers his faith. It excites me to see students who don’t take their faith for granted or who want to be lukewarm, but rather who are interested in all or nothing. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6. For my birthday Ariel took me up to Sedona. Sitting on a balcony at starbucks looking at the red rocks in the morning with a slight rain was one of my favorite times.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;7. I got bit by a rattlesnake. It sucked, but really, how many people can say that?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;8. We’re having a baby! just kidding… seriously though, not true.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;9. Not passing out while giving my first Nav Night talk.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;10. Despite all my close friends moving away after college, I was able to spend significant time with all of them. From visiting Kurt and Heather in CO, to seeing Thart at the Glen and vacationing in Hawaii with him Meaghan and Kmomo, seeing Scraw at Nav functions, watching Tim Lin get married, and sitting next to Mike on a 6 hour plane ride.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-2386990821617844644?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2386990821617844644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=2386990821617844644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2386990821617844644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2386990821617844644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/12/top-10-highlights-from-this-past-year.html' title='Top 10 Highlights from this past year'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-5762895384718759794</id><published>2009-12-28T15:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T15:10:58.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tim Lin has a wife!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;pictures from the trip:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:040310b8-cc69-4c4d-95b5-71f34c757d57" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a style="border:0px" href="http://cid-be11619e84c06d03.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=BE11619E84C06D03!149&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px" alt="View Hawaii 2009" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Szk7AefdbvI/AAAAAAAACe0/xCmnuA9zehM/InlineRepresentation1d2938e7-9380-4af8-b8ed-185db8dfb958.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:right;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-be11619e84c06d03.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=BE11619E84C06D03!149&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;View Full Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-5762895384718759794?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5762895384718759794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=5762895384718759794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5762895384718759794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5762895384718759794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/12/tim-lin-has-wife.html' title='Tim Lin has a wife!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Szk7AefdbvI/AAAAAAAACe0/xCmnuA9zehM/s72-c/InlineRepresentation1d2938e7-9380-4af8-b8ed-185db8dfb958.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-2990291916396556508</id><published>2009-12-25T21:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:21:46.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love bugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Upon arriving at home I realized Ariel’s bug battery was totally dead. Turns out it’s harder than I thought to find a set of jumper cables on Christmas day…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Circle K – Open, no jumper cables&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Safeway – Open, no cables&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Auto Zone – Closed&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Target – Closed&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Walgreens – Open, might be out of stock, associate looks, found! But I’m already heading in the wrong direction so I continue along until…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cheveron – Open, LAST pair of jumper cables!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hoorah!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-2990291916396556508?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2990291916396556508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=2990291916396556508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2990291916396556508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2990291916396556508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-bugs.html' title='I love bugs'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-9119107638982080818</id><published>2009-12-25T21:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:19:02.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights from Hawaii</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Poke and Shave Ice with Mike and Joni when they picked us up from the airport (Poke is Ahi marinated sushi, and shave ice is like heaven). &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Staying in a fun hotel with Ariel &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Getting handed a buy one-get one free coupon booklet our first night in Honolulu. Which we used. A lot. :) &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Staying in a perfectly adequate hotel with our friends &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Walking to, hiking, and walking back from Diamond Head (total: 8miles) &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Actually being there for &lt;a href="http://armstrongjohn.blogspot.com/"&gt;John Armstrong’s&lt;/a&gt; post about being a real surfer. I too never got up and was on a little 6’ short board. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Seeing Tim Lin’s intense glare through the entire wedding ceremony. He did break into a smile once :). I think he was really concentrating. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Steven’s “second best speech ever” that most of the people couldn’t hear because the speaker wasn’t loud enough. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Leonard’s malasadas (a freshly baked filled donut with macadamian nut goodness. I imagine this is what was hanging on the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil in the Garden, and that’s why Eve couldn’t resist.) &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Driving back from the North Shore on the Windward side and enjoying the most fun dinner ever with all our friends, eating an incredible pork sandwich, watching the sun set over the ocean, listening to our monotone waitress say “sure” like a dozen times. &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-9119107638982080818?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/9119107638982080818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=9119107638982080818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/9119107638982080818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/9119107638982080818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/12/highlights-from-hawaii.html' title='Highlights from Hawaii'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-6187753754559793494</id><published>2009-12-12T18:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T18:54:00.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cam-bowl(s)!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today was the inaugural Mullet vs. Soups house football throw down. It was epic. Score: Mullet 40ish, Soups 7.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:4e6f7b14-c17a-43c2-9c49-f3922d406829" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a style="border:0px" href="http://cid-be11619e84c06d03.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=BE11619E84C06D03!106&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px" alt="View Mullet vs. Soups 2009" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SyRXR4Ux8aI/AAAAAAAACes/Aapq30Mpk-I/InlineRepresentationffd64a2e-1cbd-4283-9df5-fa87032e02a4.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width:340px;text-align:right;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-be11619e84c06d03.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=BE11619E84C06D03!106&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;View Full Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-6187753754559793494?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6187753754559793494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=6187753754559793494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/6187753754559793494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/6187753754559793494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/12/cam-bowls.html' title='Cam-bowl(s)!!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SyRXR4Ux8aI/AAAAAAAACes/Aapq30Mpk-I/s72-c/InlineRepresentationffd64a2e-1cbd-4283-9df5-fa87032e02a4.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-8957174745136593714</id><published>2009-12-02T10:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T10:28:11.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 1st</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In honor of the first day of December Ariel and I celebrated by turning our heater on to 65.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A bit more celebratory was our first annual watching of White Christmas with peppermint hot chocolate while wrapping the presents we bought on black Friday. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-8957174745136593714?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8957174745136593714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=8957174745136593714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8957174745136593714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8957174745136593714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-1st.html' title='December 1st'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-287304587610233158</id><published>2009-11-18T14:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:49:30.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;For my birthday my wonderful wife took me to Sedona for 2 days of rest and relaxation. It was the perfect vacation-hiking, great weather, starbucks in walking distance from the hotel, great food, and time catching up with Ariel after she worked 5 out of the last 6 days.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SwR59z4DA3I/AAAAAAAACeU/CcbUSQorGMc/s1600-h/1112090932%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="1112090932" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="293" alt="1112090932" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SwR5-TQ7eXI/AAAAAAAACeY/Y6UcsSFr0dk/1112090932_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="385" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-287304587610233158?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/287304587610233158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=287304587610233158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/287304587610233158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/287304587610233158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-week.html' title='Birthday Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SwR5-TQ7eXI/AAAAAAAACeY/Y6UcsSFr0dk/s72-c/1112090932_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-5940187304597695238</id><published>2009-11-05T13:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T13:44:32.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Collegiate Staff Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SvNHPR3XDlI/AAAAAAAACeM/IIdYesu24QE/s1600-h/1031091743%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="1031091743" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="206" alt="1031091743" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SvNHPz54sXI/AAAAAAAACeQ/tkxh0gZ30kI/1031091743_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A lot of work went into this staff conference.&amp;#160; 525 Collegiate Navigators staff embers flew to Florida all last week for a time of refreshment, encouraging speakers, and friends.&amp;#160; I was able to reconnect with my good friends Mike and Tim from University of Hawaii, as well as Scraw from UC Long Beach.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Praise God Ariel was able to join me for all 8 days of the conference.&amp;#160; It was so encouraging being able to experience this with her!!!&amp;#160; She was able to really connect with a handful of other staff members in our same EDGE class and really had a great time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One of our highlights was being able to interact with other couples our age who are on staff.&amp;#160; It’s been difficult to find fellowship in Tucson with other young couples. It seems my EDGE class has the most married couples in it yet (almost more than single staffers actually…) and we enjoyed living with 2 other couples and sharing meals with several throughout the conference.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jerry Bridges (author of several books) shared devotionals with us every morning over the Greatness of God, the Holiness of God, and the Love of God. They were some of my favorite times of the conference. Also a highlight was Mike Jordahl (former president of collegiate navs) sharing on the simplicity of a passion for Jesus.&amp;#160; He challenged us to not allow anything to take that place, whether good or bad. Not other ministry related things, busyness, time constraints, or results. Both Ariel and I fell blessed, cared for, encouraged and refreshed as a result of this time. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-5940187304597695238?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5940187304597695238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=5940187304597695238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5940187304597695238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5940187304597695238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/11/collegiate-staff-conference.html' title='Collegiate Staff Conference'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SvNHPz54sXI/AAAAAAAACeQ/tkxh0gZ30kI/s72-c/1031091743_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-1573123404938314676</id><published>2009-10-22T14:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:13:54.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulleteers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SuDLECVeiaI/AAAAAAAACeE/mZeDebKRi0s/s1600-h/10-21-09952151%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="10-21-09952151" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="10-21-09952151" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SuDLEhePquI/AAAAAAAACeI/KDnZyrLFt_w/10-21-09952151_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Trick or Treat from the guys at the Mullet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-1573123404938314676?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1573123404938314676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=1573123404938314676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/1573123404938314676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/1573123404938314676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/10/mulleteers.html' title='Mulleteers'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SuDLEhePquI/AAAAAAAACeI/KDnZyrLFt_w/s72-c/10-21-09952151_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-6791410906569227463</id><published>2009-10-22T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T12:38:58.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the Bible in an [extended] Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today marks a significant day for me as I actually &lt;em&gt;finished&lt;/em&gt; a goal I had previously set!&amp;#160; That’s pretty rare in my life…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5 months, 14 days, 4 hours and 30 minutes ago I set off to read through the Bible chronologically looking at some specific questions. I am looking forward to reviewing my notes and sorting out what I felt like God was showing me through this time. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Deb Masshoff, a NavRep who leads our bi-weekly staff Bible Study in California, keeps reiterating that the entire Bible is a story about God working through Jesus Christ.&amp;#160; I’ve never found that more true than now. God’s the main character. Not us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-6791410906569227463?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6791410906569227463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=6791410906569227463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/6791410906569227463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/6791410906569227463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/10/through-bible-in-extended-summer.html' title='Through the Bible in an [extended] Summer'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-5392035245875866949</id><published>2009-10-21T15:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T15:34:04.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning Experience…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/St-MWlHPFyI/AAAAAAAACd8/20dMLtKdcuQ/s1600-h/1019091948%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="1019091948" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="207" alt="1019091948" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/St-MW1eKGSI/AAAAAAAACeA/r_Ypea-Xl3s/1019091948_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last night I made Oyakudon.&amp;#160; It was good. I nearly set off the fire alarm twice and spent 3 hours from start to finish.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-5392035245875866949?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5392035245875866949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=5392035245875866949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5392035245875866949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5392035245875866949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/10/learning-experience.html' title='Learning Experience…'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/St-MW1eKGSI/AAAAAAAACeA/r_Ypea-Xl3s/s72-c/1019091948_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-8036877943814232571</id><published>2009-10-14T14:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T14:50:52.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego but not really</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="281" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs260.snc1/10721_508376914727_329600202_308901_2552978_n.jpg" width="413" /&gt;Highlights from the Beach Camping trip this last weekend:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- At least a dozen students asked why we were taking I-10 instead of I-8 if we were going to San Diego.&amp;#160; “easy” I said, “because we’re not going to San Diego. We’re going to south LA.” The irony?&amp;#160; My caravan took the 8 :).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- A car of all guys from our caravan (which I won’t identify) somehow made it through border patrol not wearing any pants.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- Dustin and Bryce sumo-ing on the beach&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- Richie and his bro Steven also sumo-ing in a Moreno throw-down&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- Edwardo’s car breaking down at the meeting point before leaving and a group of guys pushing his car into a parking spot, with all the students staring asking themselves “…who’s going to have to ride in &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; car?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- Asking the famous Scraw camping trip question to a tent full of freshman guys.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Statistics:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;80 People&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;18 Cars&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;792 gallons of gas consumed&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;1 stingray attack&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;2 blown tires&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;8 vehicles that tried to find the beach by going east (needless to say, they got lost)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;11 hours of sleep&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;14 hours on the beach&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;18 hours of driving&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;1000+ pictures and counting&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;2 students who were really, really, really sunburnt.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-8036877943814232571?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8036877943814232571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=8036877943814232571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8036877943814232571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8036877943814232571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/10/san-diego-but-not-really.html' title='San Diego but not really'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-5283147966804069137</id><published>2009-09-21T17:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:10:39.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Credit due</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When I got out of the hospital my parents came down from Phoenix for the day to see how I was doing.  They brought a dozen roses for Ariel for putting up with me in the hospital and this for me: &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SrggcLe-SuI/AAAAAAAACdk/AvSVpW8tWw8/s1600-h/0921091745%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="0921091745" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="199" alt="0921091745" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SrggchRYe6I/AAAAAAAACdo/XpfZjv4zpQw/0921091745_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah. be jealous :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other news my blood is back to normal except for my Fibrogen levels.  Right now they're at 36.  They're supposed to be between 200-400. We're getting there!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-5283147966804069137?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5283147966804069137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=5283147966804069137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5283147966804069137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5283147966804069137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/09/credit-due.html' title='Credit due'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SrggchRYe6I/AAAAAAAACdo/XpfZjv4zpQw/s72-c/0921091745_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-3000727678266265190</id><published>2009-09-20T00:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:05:27.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I’ve been up to</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;After a regional conference in Palm Springs I followed a friend back to Irvine for a few days to hang out with Tokyo BEST club, and namely my japanese buddy “M”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was a great time reconnecting with “M”, “MO”, and “Y&amp;quot;.” We went surfing (I just watched because of my still-thin-but-getting-thicker-blood), hung out on the beach, and reconnected at a bonfire with all the other Japanese summer workers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The funniest thing about the experience is that as soon as I returned to Tucson, that night was the kick off BBQ to a three day Utsunomia BEST club trip.&amp;#160; I miss Japan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-3000727678266265190?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3000727678266265190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=3000727678266265190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3000727678266265190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3000727678266265190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='What I’ve been up to'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-3937080465032747406</id><published>2009-09-11T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:38:06.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snakebite update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;After seeing more doctors and giving more blood than I ever want to again, the verdict for now is that I can go to CA this weekend for our annual Navigators Regional Kickoff (yay!) and I don't need to get more antivenom.&amp;#160; So that's really good!&amp;#160; My blood is still screwy (read: really thin), but the doctor told me as long as I'm careful and avoid major activities for the next 2-3 weeks I'll be fine and it should thicken out eventually. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thanks for your prayers!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-3937080465032747406?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3937080465032747406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=3937080465032747406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3937080465032747406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3937080465032747406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/09/snakebite-update.html' title='snakebite update'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-606288465997522856</id><published>2009-09-08T22:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:35:20.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Keep praying I recover quickly from this dumb snake bite. I’ve been dizzy and way weaker than I though i would be. Today I had to cancel 2 out of my 3 meeting time with students. It’s even more frustrating because I’m heading out of town next week and don’t feel like I’ve had much time to “sow” during this extremely valuable sowing season.&amp;#160; Pray for energy and that God would lead clearly on who to be investing in during this precious time at the beginning of the semester.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And for your viewing pleasure, my best scar from this whole experience is in fact totally unrelated to the rattlesnake bite.&amp;#160; While in the ambulance the EMT tried putting in an IV right when we went over a bumpy bridge.&amp;#160; The result was an IV that slipped out, lots of blood, a ruined shirt, and a sweet bruise :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sqc-ldt0xsI/AAAAAAAACdM/L6YcMMh7yyI/s1600-h/0903092121%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="0903092121" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="219" alt="0903092121" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sqc-l8b7W4I/AAAAAAAACdQ/oZJjnaHcL6k/0903092121_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-606288465997522856?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/606288465997522856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=606288465997522856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/606288465997522856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/606288465997522856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/09/recovery.html' title='Recovery'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sqc-l8b7W4I/AAAAAAAACdQ/oZJjnaHcL6k/s72-c/0903092121_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-4034012250389175604</id><published>2009-09-05T14:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T14:23:37.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There’s a snake in my boot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Two days ago while walking at night in flip flops down a dark paved road with Ariel’s parents I felt a surge of pain in my foot.  I shake it off, pull out my cell phone and see two small blood marks on the top of my small toe, and feel my foot start to cramp and bruise.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After an ambulance ride to the ER, two IVs (one fell out over a bridge), four bottles of CroFab anti-venom, two nights in the ICU and way more opportunities to pee in a bottle than I care to remember, I was released!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now at home my foot’s still swelled and it hurts to walk on it, but at least I can get around.  Ariel's family was in town and kept me company most of the time I was in the hospital, and Ariel spent the night both nights, which I'm increadibly greatful for.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SqLWeM73OoI/AAAAAAAACdE/AE73ip8Lc48/s1600-h/100_0406%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_0406" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="100_0406" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SqLWe793HMI/AAAAAAAACdI/xGp9EIwBv-U/100_0406_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My fat swelled foot. The lines are how much it swelled at different times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-4034012250389175604?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4034012250389175604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=4034012250389175604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4034012250389175604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4034012250389175604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-snake-in-my-boot.html' title='There’s a snake in my boot!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SqLWe793HMI/AAAAAAAACdI/xGp9EIwBv-U/s72-c/100_0406_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-711978235941593873</id><published>2009-08-25T23:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:09:23.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-Bible Study</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;5 guys came out.&amp;#160; It was a really good group. Praise God!&amp;#160; Micah and Reed were both really encouraged coming away from it.&amp;#160; 3 of the guys live on campus and are active in their dorms. Pray God would grow these men and give us favor on their dorm floors reaching out to their friends.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-711978235941593873?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/711978235941593873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=711978235941593873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/711978235941593873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/711978235941593873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/08/post-bible-study.html' title='Post-Bible Study'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-4785780698193231173</id><published>2009-08-25T23:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:03:49.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethical Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Say for instance there was a former UofA student who since graduated and was hanging out in the dorms one night with his friends.&amp;#160; In an attempt to meet people he joins the Ping-Pong Tournament happening down the hall.&amp;#160; Out of a group of 20, he progresses to the semi-finals.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Should the former student purposely lose, or fight to win and steal the title from the legitimate freshman residents of the dorm?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-4785780698193231173?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4785780698193231173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=4785780698193231173' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4785780698193231173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4785780698193231173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/08/ethical-question.html' title='Ethical Question'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-4941797964784367678</id><published>2009-08-25T23:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:01:00.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>…and i will walk 5,000 miles…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SpTPlomM6SI/AAAAAAAACc8/CFvN-4nqLag/s1600-h/Map%20of%20Campus%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Map of Campus" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="411" alt="Map of Campus" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SpTPm0CzrFI/AAAAAAAACdA/YWuU7xLlZOs/Map%20of%20Campus_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="413" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The lines are everywhere I walked during a typical recruitment day.&amp;#160; Oh yeah.&amp;#160; It’s that time of year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Leave from house to walk to Gila dorm at 9:30am to pick up tent, gila to mall to set up tent, down the mall for free eegees, to mexican taco stand to hang with freshman I just met, back to tent for a while, random call from Richie who wreched his bike and lost a battle to the pavement, walk southwest to try and find him, return to tent, pack up tent and return it to Gila, continue to Starbucks to get an hour by myself, back to the Union for dinner with the crew, to the circle to drop Richie off at saferide, back over to Gila to pick up flyers, realize someone already picked them up and head to AZ-SO/Volleyball courts for Overflow, decide to go to Nico’s after Overflow, detour back to Gila, take a round a bout way to a parking lot, drive to Nico’s, get dropped off at House at 11:30pm.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-4941797964784367678?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4941797964784367678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=4941797964784367678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4941797964784367678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4941797964784367678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-i-will-walk-5000-miles.html' title='…and i will walk 5,000 miles…'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SpTPm0CzrFI/AAAAAAAACdA/YWuU7xLlZOs/s72-c/Map%20of%20Campus_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-8271322291683021781</id><published>2009-08-21T23:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:33:23.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray Blog (again)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;just updated it again: www.prayforuofa.blogspot.com&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-8271322291683021781?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8271322291683021781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=8271322291683021781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8271322291683021781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8271322291683021781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/08/pray-blog-again.html' title='Pray Blog (again)'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-7935034125095597714</id><published>2009-08-19T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:00:25.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My wife's up in Ohio. I'm in Tucson.  I wish I could be up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://amullarkey.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;http://amullarkey.wordpress.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-7935034125095597714?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7935034125095597714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=7935034125095597714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7935034125095597714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7935034125095597714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-wifes-up-in-ohio.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-4584729104080315040</id><published>2009-08-15T16:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T16:06:28.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today I bought my first pair of Rainbow sandals. After walking back from campus with them looking like a penguin, I am hoping they’ll fit better soon. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-4584729104080315040?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4584729104080315040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=4584729104080315040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4584729104080315040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4584729104080315040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/08/twitter-style.html' title='Twitter Style'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-7657774807572312039</id><published>2009-08-08T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:35:32.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“They will see His face…”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;On Revelations 22:4&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;…O Christ, He is the fountain,   &lt;br /&gt;The deep, sweet well of love!    &lt;br /&gt;The streams on earth I’ve tasted    &lt;br /&gt;More deep I’ll drink above:    &lt;br /&gt;There to an ocean fullness    &lt;br /&gt;His mercy doth expand,    &lt;br /&gt;And glory, glory dwelleth    &lt;br /&gt;In Emmanuel’s land.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The bride eyes not her garment,   &lt;br /&gt;But her dear Bridegroom’s face;    &lt;br /&gt;I will not gaze at glory    &lt;br /&gt;But on my King of grace.    &lt;br /&gt;Not at the crown He giveth    &lt;br /&gt;But on His pierced hand;    &lt;br /&gt;The Lamb is all the glory    &lt;br /&gt;Of Emmanuel’s land.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;O I am my Beloved’s   &lt;br /&gt;And my Beloved is mine!    &lt;br /&gt;He brings a poor vile sinner    &lt;br /&gt;Into His house of wine    &lt;br /&gt;I stand upon His merit -    &lt;br /&gt;I know no other stand,    &lt;br /&gt;Not e’en where glory dwelleth    &lt;br /&gt;In Emmanuel’s land.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Rev. Samuel Rutherford, Puritan, 1600-1661&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-7657774807572312039?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7657774807572312039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=7657774807572312039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7657774807572312039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7657774807572312039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/08/they-will-see-his-face.html' title='“They will see His face…”'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-4606621448181872576</id><published>2009-08-08T15:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T15:08:47.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For such a time as this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I think Esther 4:14 is a chilling calling verse that reveal a lot about God’s Sovereignty. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance for the Jews will arise from another place, but you and your father's family will perish. And who knows but that you have come to royal position for such a time as this?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;God will deliver. Period. Whether you or I do anything at all, whether my University forbids religion in the dorms, whether America socializes religion and banns Christianity, doesn’t matter. He preserved the Messianic line after 70 years captivity in Babylon. God will do his deal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The question is, will we respond to &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; calling? Not to do God a favor, but to save ourselves. Do you catch the subtle reference to Eze 3? “&lt;sup&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt; When I say to a wicked man, 'You will surely die,' and you do not warn him or speak out to dissuade him from his evil ways in order to save his life, that wicked man will die for &lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/#fen-NIV-20521a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt; his sin, and&lt;strong&gt; I will hold you accountable for his blood&lt;/strong&gt;.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So what about that is fair? Why doesn’t Mordicai give the same ultimatum to all the other Israelites, telling them “Hey if you don’t act you’ll die for your disobedience. Don’t worry though, God will save all your other Jewish friends though through some other means.” Answer: I don’t know, for whatever reason, God chose Esther. And although her responsibilities were greater, her rewards was far greater as well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-4606621448181872576?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4606621448181872576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=4606621448181872576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4606621448181872576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4606621448181872576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-such-time-as-this.html' title='For such a time as this.'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-155737986943250195</id><published>2009-08-06T14:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T14:02:40.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Explorer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;If you’re still using it, please do yourself a favor and go here:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/chrome"&gt;http://www.google.com/chrome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;or here:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/safari/"&gt;http://www.apple.com/safari/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;or yes, even here:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mozilla.com/en-US/firefox/firefox.html"&gt;http://www.mozilla.com/en-US/firefox/firefox.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-155737986943250195?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/155737986943250195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=155737986943250195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/155737986943250195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/155737986943250195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/08/internet-explorer.html' title='Internet Explorer'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-8005831447233494720</id><published>2009-08-06T11:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T11:47:55.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Book of Daniel</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’ve always had a difficult time with the book of Daniel because of the languages it was written in and crazy prophesies.&amp;#160; It is hard for me to read it and think it was meant for anything other than a series of motivational stories about Daniel’s courage and faith in God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But today I was reading it and had a very different thought. The book showcases God’s Sovereign work through foreign nations in a way no other book in the Bible does.&amp;#160; Nebechadnezzer: sternly humbled before God and ends his life regarding Yahweh as the true God.&amp;#160; Neb’s son, the last King of Bablyon, an arrogant, pompous King who dies from a fulfilled prophesy against him the night before.&amp;#160; Cyrus, King of Persia, conqueror of Babylon, for a reason only attributed to God directing his heart, releases the Jews from captivity in Babylon and sends them back to Jerusalem &lt;em&gt;along with their temple treasure&lt;/em&gt; to rebuild the temple.&amp;#160; King Darius, successor of Cyrus, is yet another King who finds favor in Daniel, and seeing God close the mouth of the lions and spare Daniel’s life, also turns to God and believes Him as supreme.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sure, the book gives a model for us to follow.&amp;#160; But I think there’s something else going on in it that God wants us to notice.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-8005831447233494720?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8005831447233494720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=8005831447233494720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8005831447233494720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8005831447233494720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/08/book-of-daniel.html' title='The Book of Daniel'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-4706347485203816764</id><published>2009-08-05T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T11:30:54.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Blog</title><content type='html'>I started a prayer blog.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will continue this blog as it's been, with a mix of serious and not so serious posts.  Both Ariel and I will regularly update our prayer blog with specifics about our ministry at University of Arizona.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://prayforuofa.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://prayforuofa.blogspot.com/&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/9201703820467917540-4706347485203816764?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4706347485203816764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=4706347485203816764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4706347485203816764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4706347485203816764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/08/prayer-blog.html' title='Prayer Blog'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-7204452440796045516</id><published>2009-08-05T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T10:43:38.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>David vs. Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0"&gt;David:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0"&gt;Hear, O LORD, and answer me,&amp;#160; for I am poor and needy. Guard my life, for I am devoted to you. You are my God; save your servant who trusts in you.&amp;#160; Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I call to you all day long (Ps. 86:1-3).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;Job:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;&amp;quot;If I have walked in falsehood or my foot has hurried after deceit- let God weigh me in honest scales and he will know that I am blameless- (Job31:5-6).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Compare and contrast?&amp;#160; Two righteous men, two very different ways of appealing to God: one on the basis of God’s goodness, the other on the basis of his own goodness.&amp;#160; Two very different results follow:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0"&gt;David: “I have found David son of Jesse a &lt;strong&gt;man after my own heart”&lt;/strong&gt; (Acts 13:22).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;Job:&amp;#160; &amp;quot;Would you discredit my justice? Would you condemn me to justify yourself? (Job 40:8) “…I [Job] have heard of You by the hearing of the ear, but now my eye sees You.&amp;#160; Therefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes.” (Job 42:6).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next time you read through Job take note of how Job views himself at various points throughout the book.&amp;#160; It’s fascinating.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-7204452440796045516?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7204452440796045516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=7204452440796045516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7204452440796045516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7204452440796045516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/08/david-vs-job.html' title='David vs. Job'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-1661437502115531601</id><published>2009-07-29T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T13:14:15.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No wonder people are angry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-ESV-18460" class="versenum" value="8" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;But you, Israel,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 6px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my servant,&lt;br /&gt;   Jacob, whom I have &lt;b&gt;chosen&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;   the offspring of Abraham, my &lt;b&gt;friend&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-ESV-18461" class="versenum" value="9" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;you whom I took from the ends of the earth,&lt;br /&gt;   and called from its farthest corners,&lt;br /&gt;saying to you, "You are my &lt;b&gt;servant&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;    I have &lt;b&gt;chosen you&lt;/b&gt; and not cast you off";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;Hold the phone.  God just called Israel his &lt;i&gt;friend&lt;/i&gt;?  God has been, at best, their &lt;i&gt;adversary&lt;/i&gt; the past 350 years.  About a hundred years ago God sent Assyria to destroy, pillage, rape, and murder Israel because of their wickedness.  the prophets Isaiah and Jeremiah have been belittled, ridiculed, and tormented because they've been commissioned to tell Judah their fate will be the same, and that fate its coming quickly.  God will send &lt;i&gt;his servant&lt;/i&gt; Babylon to humiliate Judah's King, burn down God's temple, and export legions of Israelites to a foreign land.  Yet God uses the word &lt;i&gt;friend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;And it's no wonder many people today are angry at God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; such-and-such a reason.  People have been fed a narrow-minded and incomplete Gospel saying God is unconditional love and nothing else.  This as their shallow foundation of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doctrine&lt;/span&gt; they simply can't fit the idea of the Lord "sending them off to Babylon" with all its hardships and despair into their paradigm of God.  God winnows and sifts them for their own good, then extends a hand of friendship to them, to which they respond "No!  We've already tried that solution and it didn't provide what we were looking for!"  And they miss out of the full picture of Love God offers us.  A love so deep he drags us into a deeper and fuller view of His glory, where we learn how much more honorable He is, and we begin to take a greater delight in that glory.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-1661437502115531601?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1661437502115531601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=1661437502115531601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/1661437502115531601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/1661437502115531601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-wonder-people-are-angry.html' title='No wonder people are angry'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-3584959111599541749</id><published>2009-07-28T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T16:10:37.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ezekiel, ya' old crazy preacher...</title><content type='html'>Today I read Ezekiel 40-48.  Try as I might, I don't understand in the slightest the significance of the Temple.  The new, glorious temple is mentioned in both Ezekiel and Revelations 20-21.  It was constructed by Moses and the gang, beefed up by Solomon, slowly stripped by the stupid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Judean&lt;/span&gt; kings that followed and used as tribute to Assyria and Babylon, demolished by King Neb of Babylon in 586&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt;, rebuilt by Ezra thanks to King Darius in 515&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;, (though it was a sad imitation of Solomon's), and destroyed again in 70ad by Rome.  It hasn't been rebuilt since. Before the temple was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;annihilated Paul says&lt;/span&gt; "you yourselves are God's temple, and God's spirit lives in you."  And the author of Hebrews adds that the Temple was a mere shadow/illustration/parable of the New Covenant, lighting the way for the One who can once and for all offer a sacrifice, meriting us perfect righteousness.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why should the Temple be such an encouragement to Israel?  Why should the Temple in Revelations be such an encouragement to us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-3584959111599541749?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3584959111599541749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=3584959111599541749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3584959111599541749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3584959111599541749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/ezekiel-ya-old-crazy-preacher.html' title='Ezekiel, ya&apos; old crazy preacher...'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-8943058808479240044</id><published>2009-07-23T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:54:24.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S.</title><content type='html'>here's my favorite three posts for the week:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mikecain.wordpress.com/2009/06/16/promises/"&gt;Promises&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://geezwhathello.blogspot.com/2009/07/thoughts-on-false-doctrine.html"&gt;Thoughts on False Doctrine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mint.com/blog/trends/death-taxes-2010/"&gt;Death &amp;amp; Taxes 2010&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/9201703820467917540-8943058808479240044?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8943058808479240044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=8943058808479240044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8943058808479240044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8943058808479240044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/ps.html' title='P.S.'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-8799638117239193280</id><published>2009-07-23T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:50:24.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>great book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Smk83UWx7rI/AAAAAAAACbc/sgzi8F5VURQ/s1600-h/grudem"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Smk83UWx7rI/AAAAAAAACbc/sgzi8F5VURQ/s320/grudem" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361883752416014002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some day I would like to go through this as a devotional.  Its great because cahapters with the title "Incommunicable Attributes of the Character of God" are followed by "Questions for personal application," "Scrupture Memory Passage," and even a Hymn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-8799638117239193280?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8799638117239193280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=8799638117239193280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8799638117239193280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8799638117239193280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-book.html' title='great book'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Smk83UWx7rI/AAAAAAAACbc/sgzi8F5VURQ/s72-c/grudem' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-3327381875070839220</id><published>2009-07-18T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T17:08:01.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jer 22:8-9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-19463" class="versenum" value="8" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;8&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;i&gt; "People from many nations will pass by this city and will ask one another, 'Why has the LORD done such a thing to this great city?' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-19464" class="versenum" value="9" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;9&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;i&gt; And the answer will be: 'Because they have forsaken the covenant of the LORD their God and have worshiped and served other gods.' "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;Background: God's about to throw the smack down on his chosen people of Judah by calling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nebechadnezzer&lt;/span&gt; of Babylon to utterly destroy them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;I came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; this in my reading today and was stuck on the idea of "Why?"  Why Lord do you cause this to happen?  One reason that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; to me was: &lt;b&gt;Because the Lord will not let his name be defamed. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;Assyria, Babylon, Egypt, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt;--they each served their own patron &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;diety&lt;/span&gt;.  If one was from Babylon he and his actions were associated with the god Marduk, and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;reverance&lt;/span&gt; that person showed his god was how others saw that god.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Similarly&lt;/span&gt;, Judah worshiped Yahweh.  However over the last several hundred years their worship of Yahweh had become intermingled with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Asshura&lt;/span&gt; poles, child sacrifice, and temple prostitution, to name a few.  An outsider looking in saw this as how to worship Yahweh, and God was very, very angry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;Three years ago when I was in Japan a Christian there told me one reason it's difficult for Japanese people to become Christian is because they associate all people in America as Christians, just as we associate everyone in Israel as Jewish.  The Japanese do not like the picture &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;American's&lt;/span&gt; who consider themselves Christians portray, and thus, don't want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; to do with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We are therefore Christ's ambassadors, as though God were making his appeal through us.  (II Cor. 5:20).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;Woe to us if we call ourselves Christians and our life does not model it.  We are ambassadors to a Leader who very concerned with His Honor.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-3327381875070839220?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3327381875070839220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=3327381875070839220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3327381875070839220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3327381875070839220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/jer-228-9.html' title='Jer 22:8-9'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-2837021043326413287</id><published>2009-07-09T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T14:20:40.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Credit Cards</title><content type='html'>Let me describe my last hour to you&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call American Express toll free line to discuss an error about my card.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sit through automated service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Receptionist&lt;/span&gt; tells me I need to speak to a credit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bural&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Experian&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After answering to a maze of options, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;answer&lt;/span&gt; wrong question and the automated systems responds "good by"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call again.  Realize I need to sign up for a free credit report&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sign up for credit report online&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call again.  Reweave through maze and get put on hold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still on hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;almost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talk to very friendly and helpful receptionist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call back american express new card application&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Transfered to customer service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Customer service has no idea what's going on and transfers me to "Jen" at some unknown office promising she can help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phone goes dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call customer service again and ask to be transfered to magical "Jen" lady.  The person has no idea what I'm talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reexplain (for literally the 5th time) the situation.  He says I need to talk to American express' credit bural.  Unfortunately, they just closed 8 minutes ago (no joke).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asked again to talk to "Jen."  No luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tried to explain situation [again] to customer service agent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hung up utterly defeated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This really shouldn't be that difficult...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-2837021043326413287?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2837021043326413287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=2837021043326413287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2837021043326413287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2837021043326413287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/credit-cards.html' title='Credit Cards'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-648791610744871459</id><published>2009-07-07T14:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T14:22:42.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SlO8UkiQHrI/AAAAAAAACSo/oiKR5nTdehc/s1600-h/0707091353.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SlO8UkiQHrI/AAAAAAAACSo/oiKR5nTdehc/s320/0707091353.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355831443464396466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;48 hours ago this 2004 beauty suffered half a can of coke to the keyboard, thus potentially destroying my entire Funding database, among other important documents.  Thankfully, the only permanent damage is a missing key and sticky keyboard.  Thanks God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-648791610744871459?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/648791610744871459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=648791610744871459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/648791610744871459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/648791610744871459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/miracle.html' title='The Miracle'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SlO8UkiQHrI/AAAAAAAACSo/oiKR5nTdehc/s72-c/0707091353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-7502408756786978454</id><published>2009-07-06T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:04:08.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Men of Whom the World was not worthy</title><content type='html'>http://www.desiringgod.org/Store/MP3CDs/ByTopic/42/363_Men_of_Whom_the_World_Was_Not_Worthy/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can click on the link of the names and listen to/read the sermons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-7502408756786978454?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7502408756786978454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=7502408756786978454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7502408756786978454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7502408756786978454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/07/men-of-whom-world-was-not-worthy.html' title='Men of Whom the World was not worthy'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-7526490766210966600</id><published>2009-06-10T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T12:15:42.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A parable.</title><content type='html'>Once there was a great flood.  It was so great that it broke the dam of a small community and threatened all who lived there.  The waters continued to rise.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inside the town lived a God-fearing man stubbernly would not abandon his house.  The water grew higher and higher, and the God-fearing man climbed on top of his roof.  The water level continued to rise and the God-fearing man prayed "Lord would you rescue me so I don't drown?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon a neighbor rowed by in a boat and said to the God-fearing man "Hurry jump in!"  But the God-fearing man sat down and said "no, I am waiting for my God to save me."  Shortly thereafter another boat rowed by, manned by the coast guard.  The coast guard said "Hurry, jump in!"  But the God-fearing man simply said "no, I am wating for my God to save me."  As soon as the boat rowed out of sight a helicopter flew overhead, and the pilot shouted "Jump in!  For the water is still rising!"  But the God-fearing man simply responded "no.  I am waiting for my God to save me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The water continued to rise and the man drowned.  The man appeared in Heaven standing before God.  A bit perplexed, the man asked God "Why didn't you save me?"  God replied, "I did!  It tried three times!  I sent two boats and even a helicopter, but they couldn't get your attention!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does this story sound familiar?  For a long time this story somehow made it to the theology shelf in my brain, and I believed it to be an accurate picture of waiting on God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I was reading through several of the Psalms.  The waiting on the Lord that David talks about is totally different from this story.  God's plans aren't thwarted.  God is not so small that a simple human rejection would nullify his great and mighty plan.  Out of his mercy God rescues those who trust in Him.  This story is bogus.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-7526490766210966600?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-6183946845253279840</id><published>2009-05-29T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T12:50:20.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Judges</title><content type='html'>portrays Israel as really stupid.  They turn away, the Lord delivers with a judge, the judge redeems and rules justly for X-number of years, Israel turns away again, etc...  After a time of this it presents the picture of "there being no judge in the land and everyone did what was right in their own eyes."  Like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Levite&lt;/span&gt; priest throwing a concubine to a mob to be ravished, then cutting her into 12 pieces to send to the twelve tribes.  Whoa.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Israel was commanded under Joshua to fully take the land and totally and utterly remove the foreigners, or else their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pagan&lt;/span&gt; ideology would spread into Israel and it would be a snare to them.  Upon entering the promised land Israel saw it, claimed it, and cut there losses.  They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hadn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;totally &lt;/span&gt;removed the Philistines and Canaanites, but who cares?  They had more land then they've ever possessed before.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Manasseh&lt;/span&gt;, Gad and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Reuben&lt;/span&gt; didn't even make it West of the Jordan before they claimed their inheritance.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hebrews 11 says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And they admitted that they were aliens and strangers on earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-30171" class="versenum" value="14" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People who say such things show that they are looking for a country of their own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-30172" class="versenum" value="15" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If they had been thinking of the country they had left, they would have had opportunity to return. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-30173" class="versenum" value="16" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Instead, they were longing for a better country—a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared a city for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;C.S. Lewis says our problem isn't that the world and its pleasures are so wonderfully enticing that we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;distracted&lt;/span&gt; from what God offers, but rather that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we are far too easily pleased&lt;/span&gt;.  The world is not so good that it competes for the goodness of what God offers, but rather we are so fallen that we can't even imagine the greatness of God and thus settle for what the world offers, thinking it is true joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;So it is with Israel, and often times me.  Reading through Joshua I was getting the picture that the Promised Land was like a modern day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;equivalent&lt;/span&gt; of Heaven.  But I don't share that thought anymore. The Promised Land is good, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but still not home&lt;/span&gt;.  Israel saw the beginnings of their inheritance and settled with just that.  They received the land, but not fully.  They did not rout the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pagan&lt;/span&gt; nations left, and a century later in Judges Israel sees fully the consequences of that.  The Philistines enslave them.  They take other nations as wives and begin worshiping their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;deities&lt;/span&gt;.  The Law in the Torah is almost completely forgotten, Levi priests serve households rather than Israel and carved images instead of the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Regardless&lt;/span&gt; of how good this world ever is to me, I never want to lose sight that my true home is not here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-6183946845253279840?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6183946845253279840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=6183946845253279840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/6183946845253279840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/6183946845253279840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/judges.html' title='Judges'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-739666062643676774</id><published>2009-05-29T12:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T12:32:50.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics take 3 - N. Korea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.economist.com/images/20090530/2209Kal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 555px; height: 359px;" src="http://media.economist.com/images/20090530/2209Kal.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/daily/kallery/displayStory.cfm?story_id=13749597&amp;amp;source=features_box4"&gt;Thanks Economist.  Great cartoon, once again.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wife said in psych class they used him as a case study for "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-739666062643676774?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/739666062643676774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=739666062643676774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/739666062643676774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/739666062643676774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/politics-take-3-n-korea.html' title='Politics take 3 - N. Korea'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-7064827499912780958</id><published>2009-05-24T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:24:58.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prodigal Son Without Jesus</title><content type='html'>A certain man had a son.  And the son said to his Father, "Father, give me the portion of goods that falls to me."  So he divided his livelihood to him.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After many days journey the son arrived in a far country, and there wasted his possessions with wild living.  Having nothing left, he longing to fill his stomach with the same pods he saw pigs eating.  He said to himself, "Despite my wickedness I will return home to my Father and beg to be made a slave." So the son began the journey home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While he was still a long way off, the Father saw the son and went to him and dragged him out to the city gates and said "This son of ours is stubborn and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rebellious&lt;/span&gt;; he will not obey our voice; he is a glutton and a drunkard.'  Then all the men of the city stoned him with stones, and he died.  And so the evil was put away from among the people.  And all the people heard and were afraid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Deut&lt;/span&gt;. 21:18-21&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True justice is a scary thing.  How easy it is to take grace for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-7064827499912780958?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7064827499912780958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=7064827499912780958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7064827499912780958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7064827499912780958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/prodigal-son-without-jesus.html' title='The Prodigal Son Without Jesus'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-7377880740836760705</id><published>2009-05-20T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:17:46.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God in a box</title><content type='html'>just doesn't work.  I just finished Numbers and was beginning to kid myself into believing whatever the patriachs asked God would grant, and that he was a jokster who enjoyed doing things like listening to Israel complain simply so that He could watch them squirm from plegues and snakes.  Abram begged God to spare Sodom in 10 righteous men were found in the town.  Moses presuaded God to spare Aaron after he constructed the golden calf, to spare Israel after they were stupid, and to provide healing from the vipers in the desert.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But just when I think God can be fit in a box, along comes Balaam to curse Israel.  But he can only return to the King and say &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Must I not take heed to speak what the Lord has put in my mouth?" &lt;/span&gt; With local dieties it was popular to petition them again and again until they did what you wanted.  But not the Lord.  He makes up his own mind.  His mind doesn't change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to think prayer was simply a formula: righeousness + consistant prayer = request granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not as simple as that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-7377880740836760705?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7377880740836760705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=7377880740836760705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7377880740836760705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7377880740836760705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/god-in-box.html' title='God in a box'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-1272790752613062847</id><published>2009-05-16T19:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:16:36.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leviticus</title><content type='html'>Be holy, for the Lord is Holy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-1272790752613062847?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1272790752613062847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=1272790752613062847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/1272790752613062847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/1272790752613062847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/leviticus.html' title='Leviticus'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-4996371775724374275</id><published>2009-05-15T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T15:31:55.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leviticus and my ethnic friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sg3tRMjUUdI/AAAAAAAAB6o/gXu_ahHl4Y4/s1600-h/0510091857.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a little over a week I'm in Leviticus in my "through the Bible in a Summer" expedition.  It's slow going...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, here's a pic of a friend of mine who on an impulse decided to raise money to fly to Hawaii by singing on University.  He made $42.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sg3tRMjUUdI/AAAAAAAAB6o/gXu_ahHl4Y4/s320/0510091857.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336182013186822610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-4996371775724374275?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4996371775724374275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=4996371775724374275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-9070104213077840734</id><published>2009-05-14T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T14:47:02.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas More</title><content type='html'>"Of worldly substance, friends, liberty, life and all, to set the loss at right nought, for the winning of Christ."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~A Godly Meditaiton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-9070104213077840734?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/9070104213077840734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=9070104213077840734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/9070104213077840734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/9070104213077840734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/thomas-more.html' title='Thomas More'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-1213288671019038562</id><published>2009-05-12T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:52:24.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Al the Repair Guy</title><content type='html'>90-some years old. wicked tattoo on his arm.  Retired police cheif.  Blue-tooth headset savvy. Does good work fixing windows.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgoLLygB0gI/AAAAAAAAB6E/HK18Di-zdW0/s1600-h/0507091227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgoLLpAVusI/AAAAAAAAB58/1aLVPaFiyyQ/s320/0507091224.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335089003187518146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgoLLygB0gI/AAAAAAAAB6E/HK18Di-zdW0/s320/0507091227.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335089005736350210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was messing with my curtains the other day I slipped on the couch and put my shoulder through the window.  The temp fix was cardboard.  Whoops...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still not as bad as the vertical blinds episode...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-1213288671019038562?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1213288671019038562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=1213288671019038562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/1213288671019038562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/1213288671019038562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/al-repair-guy.html' title='Al the Repair Guy'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgoLLpAVusI/AAAAAAAAB58/1aLVPaFiyyQ/s72-c/0507091224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-2748246141407587559</id><published>2009-05-11T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:56:35.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gospel in Joseph</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The effect of guilt: there is always something to fear.  God will realize the guilty one and execute judgement.  At the end of every conversation with Joseph the brothers bring it back to "We have killed our brother now our evil deed has caught up to us!  Surely God has found our iniquity and will bring justice."   Justice is Joseph killing the brothers who sold him into slavery when he first saw them.  Or when they returned for the second time.  Or when the cup was found in Ben's bag.  But Joseph instead spares them, loves them, and eventually feasts with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The situation: they are fearful that their actions a decade ago would be found out and punished by God.  They go to Egypt thinking their doomed.  Simeon, the second oldest and most influential outside of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Reuben&lt;/span&gt; the oldest, probably played a major role in the plot to kill Joseph.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Reuben&lt;/span&gt; tries to save Joseph but fails.  Judah suggests to sell his own brother into slavery, even going so far to make money off him.  And the result?  Simeon is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;imprisoned&lt;/span&gt; for a time.  They narrowly escape Egypt a second time (or so the brothers think).  A cup is found in Ben's bag and he, the only innocent one among them, is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sentenced&lt;/span&gt; to death.  Judah realizes he is the one who is guilty.  He sold Joseph, not Benjamin.  Something inside of him changed when he realized one who was innocent is taking the death he rightfully deserves.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;offers&lt;/span&gt; to take Ben's place.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An innocent man died for me too.  That's why I love the Gospel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the climax?  Joseph weeps with joy over his brothers when he has every right to kill them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gen 45:7 "And God sent me before you to preserve a posterity for you in the earth, and to save your lives by a great deliverance.  So now it was not you who sent me here, but God..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In God's mercy he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; spared a remnant of wicked, undeserving Israel.  Jesus came to redeem the lives of others by a "great deliverance."  Not by His will did he endure the Cross, but because God said this is the way it must be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My buddy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;a href="http://geezwhathello.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scraw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has been writing posts about a guy who asks several &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;influential&lt;/span&gt; Christians what they would write if they were told to Twitter the Gospel.  Though incomplete, this would be my answer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should die.  But instead I'm blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-2748246141407587559?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2748246141407587559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=2748246141407587559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2748246141407587559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2748246141407587559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/gospel-in-joseph.html' title='The Gospel in Joseph'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-2473383868036433915</id><published>2009-05-08T13:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:48:42.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break (finally...?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSalbxqYxI/AAAAAAAAB5s/Pfihb-p8H-8/s1600-h/0314091741.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSalbxqYxI/AAAAAAAAB5s/Pfihb-p8H-8/s320/0314091741.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333557826615403282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSalOlTiaI/AAAAAAAAB5k/ZOL5BntlIUs/s1600-h/0320091022.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSalOlTiaI/AAAAAAAAB5k/ZOL5BntlIUs/s320/0320091022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333557823073913250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSalGGNWnI/AAAAAAAAB5c/MkFm_yzDO1k/s1600-h/0314091658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSak1xPX0I/AAAAAAAAB5M/nEdv26WIc24/s320/0314091636a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333557816413085506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaVHVvhAI/AAAAAAAAB5E/2r7zaQ5oFkA/s1600-h/0314091848a.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaVHVvhAI/AAAAAAAAB5E/2r7zaQ5oFkA/s320/0314091848a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333557546251682818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaVKWgRPI/AAAAAAAAB48/1deISf-aQmg/s1600-h/0314091600b.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaVKWgRPI/AAAAAAAAB48/1deISf-aQmg/s320/0314091600b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333557547060184306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaU292ySI/AAAAAAAAB40/yCZke-HmP1M/s1600-h/0314091559.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaU292ySI/AAAAAAAAB40/yCZke-HmP1M/s320/0314091559.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333557541856528674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaUpaWKZI/AAAAAAAAB4s/ZaCihcZHmho/s1600-h/0314091847a.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaUpaWKZI/AAAAAAAAB4s/ZaCihcZHmho/s320/0314091847a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333557538217929106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaUeUzp4I/AAAAAAAAB4k/qSfpopU8kb0/s1600-h/0313091849.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaUeUzp4I/AAAAAAAAB4k/qSfpopU8kb0/s320/0313091849.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333557535241906050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaCBUyKKI/AAAAAAAAB4c/RcwXAzsOdsY/s1600-h/0313091818.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaCBUyKKI/AAAAAAAAB4c/RcwXAzsOdsY/s320/0313091818.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333557218219534498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaByj5-6I/AAAAAAAAB4U/wDRJzUvCFgc/s1600-h/0313091754.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaByj5-6I/AAAAAAAAB4U/wDRJzUvCFgc/s320/0313091754.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333557214256429986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaB3VZ8OI/AAAAAAAAB4M/sTLvb9H4698/s1600-h/0313091751.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaB3VZ8OI/AAAAAAAAB4M/sTLvb9H4698/s320/0313091751.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333557215537787106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaBbr_ZOI/AAAAAAAAB4E/yJzypJvQEGI/s1600-h/0313091749.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaBbr_ZOI/AAAAAAAAB4E/yJzypJvQEGI/s320/0313091749.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333557208116323554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaBAdXbYI/AAAAAAAAB38/Z2fCLX9tYig/s1600-h/0313091714.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSaBAdXbYI/AAAAAAAAB38/Z2fCLX9tYig/s320/0313091714.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333557200807226754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mmm.  I like the beach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-2473383868036433915?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2473383868036433915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=2473383868036433915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2473383868036433915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2473383868036433915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/spring-break-finally.html' title='Spring Break (finally...?)'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SgSalbxqYxI/AAAAAAAAB5s/Pfihb-p8H-8/s72-c/0314091741.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-756752127008931669</id><published>2009-05-06T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T10:54:03.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Goals</title><content type='html'>To read through the Bible over the Summer.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aprox. pages: 1430&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pages needed to be read per day: 16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pages I've read over the past 2 days: 26&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...I'm already behind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-756752127008931669?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/756752127008931669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=756752127008931669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/756752127008931669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/756752127008931669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-goals.html' title='Summer Goals'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-191426358326894922</id><published>2009-05-02T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T18:43:50.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unmanly List #86</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Big dude walking small dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sfz21piJ77I/AAAAAAAAB30/UfP70HWqiH4/s1600-h/0126091659.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sfz21piJ77I/AAAAAAAAB30/UfP70HWqiH4/s320/0126091659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/9201703820467917540-191426358326894922?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/191426358326894922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=191426358326894922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/191426358326894922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/191426358326894922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/unmanly-list-86.html' title='Unmanly List #86'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sfz21piJ77I/AAAAAAAAB30/UfP70HWqiH4/s72-c/0126091659.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-5445041198633816592</id><published>2009-05-02T16:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:05:03.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>politics, take-2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.economist.com/images/20090502/1809Kal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 555px; height: 352px;" src="http://media.economist.com/images/20090502/1809Kal.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/daily/kallery/displayStory.cfm?story_id=13578904&amp;amp;source=features_box4"&gt;The Economist, KALs cartoon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember Bush looking quite similar as he progressed through his presidency.  All I can say is I'm glad I'm not president.  That's a tough job.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray for morality and wisdom for the president.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-5445041198633816592?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5445041198633816592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=5445041198633816592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5445041198633816592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5445041198633816592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/05/politics-take-2.html' title='politics, take-2'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-1497219182540900193</id><published>2009-04-21T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T11:47:40.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Peter 1:3-9 Unpacked</title><content type='html'>Demetri Martin recently wrote a &lt;a href="http://mixedlollies.wordpress.com/2008/02/15/dammit-im-mad-a-poem-by-demetri-martin/"&gt;224 palindrome poem-&lt;/a&gt;-one which says the same things both ways you read it.  I think the guys kind of weird.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a totally unrelated note, here's I Peter 1:3-9 backwards:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-30362" class="versenum" value="3" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-30363" class="versenum" value="4" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and into an inheritance that can never perish, spoil or fade—kept in heaven for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-30364" class="versenum" value="5" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who through faith are shielded by God's power until the coming of the salvation that is ready to be revealed in the last time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-30365" class="versenum" value="6" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-30366" class="versenum" value="7" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These have come so that your faith—of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire—may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-30367" class="versenum" value="8" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though you have not seen him, you love him; and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-30368" class="versenum" value="9" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for you are receiving the goal of your faith, the salvation of your souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;goal &lt;/span&gt;of our &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faith &lt;/span&gt;is our &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Salvation&lt;/span&gt;.  As a result of faith in our salvation--demonstrated through &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loving &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;believing &lt;/span&gt;in Him though we do not see him--we are given inexpressible and glorious &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;; further, if we keep faith through &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trials &lt;/span&gt;we will be given honor, glory, and praise.  Our faith is worth &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;far more &lt;/span&gt;than gold because it s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hields&lt;/span&gt; us from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doubt &lt;/span&gt;and enables us to receive this Salvation, in which we have an &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eternal inheritance &lt;/span&gt;because of the resurrection of Christ, in whom we are enabled to place &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hope &lt;/span&gt;in because of the Lord's great &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mercy &lt;/span&gt;on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;As I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thess&lt;/span&gt; 1:3 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;...Your work is prompted by FAITH--witnessing about the God I've neither tangibly seen or heard but only know of through faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;...labor is prompted by LOVE--Love the Lord first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;endurance&lt;/span&gt; is prompted by HOPE--Life is hard, but the inheritance given in our new life is worth these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;comparatively&lt;/span&gt; short trials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-1497219182540900193?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1497219182540900193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=1497219182540900193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/1497219182540900193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/1497219182540900193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-peter-13-9-unpacked.html' title='I Peter 1:3-9 Unpacked'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-2265477852029139280</id><published>2009-04-20T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:21:24.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>John Newton on Acts 3:19-21</title><content type='html'>Alas! I knew not what I did,&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But now my tears are vain;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where shall my trembling soul be hid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For I my Lord have slain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A second look He gave, which said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"I freely all forgive;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This blood is for thy ransom shed;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I die, that thou mayest live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, while His death my sin displays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In all its blackest hue;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such is the mystery of grace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It seals my pardon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With pleasing grief and mourning joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My spirit now is filled,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That I should such a life destroy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yet live through Him I killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-2265477852029139280?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2265477852029139280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=2265477852029139280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2265477852029139280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2265477852029139280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/04/john-newton-on-acts-319-21.html' title='John Newton on Acts 3:19-21'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-8842742909904532291</id><published>2009-04-12T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T12:16:47.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snow</title><content type='html'>On good friday Mt. Lemmon was dumped on by a bunch of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow in April... who would've thought...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-8842742909904532291?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8842742909904532291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=8842742909904532291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8842742909904532291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8842742909904532291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/04/snow.html' title='snow'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-4021889972532445912</id><published>2009-04-11T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T12:21:45.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two verses</title><content type='html'>have been on my mind lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My people have committed two sins:&lt;br /&gt;      They have forsaken me,&lt;br /&gt;      the spring of living water,&lt;br /&gt;      and have dug their own cisterns,&lt;br /&gt;      broken cisterns that cannot hold water.&lt;br /&gt;jer 2:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whoever drinks the water I give him will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life."&lt;br /&gt;jn 4:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for never like the Well Illustration, it sure comes to mind a lot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-4021889972532445912?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4021889972532445912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=4021889972532445912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4021889972532445912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4021889972532445912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/04/two-verses.html' title='two verses'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-2245007265733189995</id><published>2009-04-06T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:42:10.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I jn 5:3</title><content type='html'>"Go make disciples of all Nations..."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You will be my witnesses..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I give you this charge: preach the word..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You are my witnesses, declares the Lord, and my servant who I have chosen..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the kicker...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"This is love for God: to obey his commands..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find witnessing terrifying.  And frankly, i simply don't want to do it.  I'm praying the Lord will change this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-2245007265733189995?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2245007265733189995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=2245007265733189995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2245007265733189995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/2245007265733189995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-jn-53.html' title='I jn 5:3'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-5595973313266548011</id><published>2009-04-04T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:12:03.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflicting Interests</title><content type='html'>As I open my web browser (Google Chrome over Mozilla by a landslide.  And don't think I even considered opening Internet Explorer) and my homepage of Economist.com loaded I scanned, as usual, through the headlines.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heading in the same Direction: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;America wants Europe to offer more than words of support for the new battle against the Taliban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;G-Force: The G20 outcome is better than nothing, but can the IMF save the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: -0.01em; margin-bottom: 0.2em; line-height: 1.2em; font-size: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/world/asia/displayStory.cfm?story_id=13415251&amp;amp;source=hptextfeature" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(8, 82, 109); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="fly-title" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 0.85em; line-height: 1.2em; letter-spacing: 0.02em; font-family: Verdana; word-spacing: 0px; font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; color: rgb(41, 101, 130); text-transform: none; "&gt;India's election:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="title" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 0.85em; line-height: 1.2em; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: Verdana; word-spacing: 0px; font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; color: rgb(41, 101, 130); "&gt; Congress's great dynastic hope:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1.2em; line-height: 1.3em; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: Verdana; word-spacing: 0px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;Rahul Gandhi kicks off his campaign for India's general election&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1.2em; line-height: 1.3em; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: Verdana; word-spacing: 0px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1.2em; line-height: 1.3em; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: Verdana; word-spacing: 0px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;and finally...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1.2em; line-height: 1.3em; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: Verdana; word-spacing: 0px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1.2em; line-height: 1.3em; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: Verdana; word-spacing: 0px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;Madonna and No Child: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;International adoptions are not always for the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1.2em; line-height: 1.3em; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: Verdana; word-spacing: 0px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1.2em; line-height: 1.3em; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: Verdana; word-spacing: 0px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Ready? Pop quiz. Which headline looks out of place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1.2em; line-height: 1.3em; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: Verdana; word-spacing: 0px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1.2em; line-height: 1.3em; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: Verdana; word-spacing: 0px; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Second quesiton - Out of the 4 which one story do you think I actually read?  Sad, huh...  There is something greatly appealing about personal, individual stories that I don't think I realize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-5595973313266548011?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5595973313266548011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=5595973313266548011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5595973313266548011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5595973313266548011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/04/conflicting-interests.html' title='Conflicting Interests'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-8596126389789336295</id><published>2009-03-28T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T16:31:11.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break long overdue</title><content type='html'>I'll post picture soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-8596126389789336295?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8596126389789336295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=8596126389789336295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8596126389789336295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8596126389789336295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break-long-overdue.html' title='Spring Break long overdue'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-169859586387679360</id><published>2009-03-28T16:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T16:34:24.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Around the world and back again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sc6vRYeT4cI/AAAAAAAAB14/_MUWdaTaL6U/s1600-h/0325091649.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sc6vRYeT4cI/AAAAAAAAB14/_MUWdaTaL6U/s320/0325091649.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318380923133354434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like Kmomo's post about recalling all the memories that come from balancing your check book over the course of a few months, so it is with laying to rest my trusted Nalgeine that I've had since High School.  For fear of cancer it was tossed out and replaced with Nalgeine 2.0.  But before it's last breath, let's review all the places its gone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time out of the country it ventured to Uganda.  This was in fact the purpose of the Nalgeine, which it fulfilled excellently.  It even suvived rapids on the Nile River.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next was several trips to Mexico, namely Ensinada and Nogalas.  It met the onion-field working nomads outside of Ensinada, which was pretty exciting to say the least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stateside, it visited the coasts of CA ( a handful spanning from San Diego to LA, to Irvine and back again).  Experiencing chocolate covered frozen bananas on Balboa Island, and the luxurious Hotel de Cornado, though not in the fashion one might have preferred.  It visited the beaches of Japan and 14K mountains, ski slopes and sand dunes, the atlantic, pacific, gulf of mexico and sea of Japan, Rocky Mountains and the Appalatian, historic castles and hot springs, blizzards and dust storms, Big Ben and Buckingham, weddings and funerals; refueling at Coffee shops on four continents and over a dozen states.  Stickers were used to record its journies, but the harsh environments stripped the bottle of these mementos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder what the future holds for my next water bottle... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-169859586387679360?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/169859586387679360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=169859586387679360' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/169859586387679360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/169859586387679360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/03/around-world-and-back-again.html' title='Around the world and back again'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sc6vRYeT4cI/AAAAAAAAB14/_MUWdaTaL6U/s72-c/0325091649.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-5559374349306946053</id><published>2009-03-24T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T17:26:17.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Washer</title><content type='html'>is really intense.  Sometimes I close my eyes and think I'm listening to John Piper fuesed with Steven Crawford with a side of steroids.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, he treats the Word with a lot of respect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cncEhCvrVgQ&amp;amp;playnext_from=PL&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=F09DE12C53FFEEA7&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;index=99"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a.images.blip.tv/Healtheland-PaulWasherTheGospelInRomans1362.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 101px; height: 133px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cncEhCvrVgQ&amp;amp;playnext_from=PL&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=F09DE12C53FFEEA7&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;index=99"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cncEhCvrVgQ&amp;amp;playnext_from=PL&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=F09DE12C53FFEEA7&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;index=99&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-5559374349306946053?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5559374349306946053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=5559374349306946053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5559374349306946053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5559374349306946053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/03/paul-washer.html' title='Paul Washer'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-6116385128751455016</id><published>2009-03-13T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:15:28.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossing</title><content type='html'>There was a showing of a movie called Crossing by an organization called www.linkglobal.org at our school yesterday about a North Korean who escaped into Chine in hopes of bringing back medicine and food for his child and wife with TB.  They organization showing the movie said it was created from hearing the testimonies of over 100 N. Korean refugees.   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd highly recommend anyone to see it.  And if you do, I'd love to hear your thoughts about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sbp4FpjLxDI/AAAAAAAAB1w/BF034mhNiaY/s1600-h/posterphoto56957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sbp4FpjLxDI/AAAAAAAAB1w/BF034mhNiaY/s400/posterphoto56957.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312690748885025842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-6116385128751455016?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6116385128751455016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=6116385128751455016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/6116385128751455016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/6116385128751455016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/03/crossing.html' title='Crossing'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sbp4FpjLxDI/AAAAAAAAB1w/BF034mhNiaY/s72-c/posterphoto56957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-3731824949631293062</id><published>2009-03-05T10:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:35:54.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://insidework.net/resources/articles/meditation-for-christian-dummies4"&gt;http://insidework.net/resources/articles/meditation-for-christian-dummies4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-3731824949631293062?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3731824949631293062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=3731824949631293062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3731824949631293062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3731824949631293062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/03/httpinsidework.html' title=''/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-924640697450963547</id><published>2009-03-04T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:16:14.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crockpot goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sa7hJlONkMI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/e3XAbwrXoOU/s1600-h/0304091251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sa7hJlONkMI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/e3XAbwrXoOU/s400/0304091251.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309428565443186882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully this will be dinner.  Usually I follow at least some sort of recepie, but not today!  Chicked with Mango Curry Maranade, pinapples, mangos, green onions and some seasonings.  I'll know whether it's edible in about 5 hours...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-924640697450963547?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/924640697450963547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=924640697450963547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/924640697450963547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/924640697450963547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/03/crockpot-goodness.html' title='Crockpot goodness'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/Sa7hJlONkMI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/e3XAbwrXoOU/s72-c/0304091251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-5663881071836935172</id><published>2009-03-04T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:13:27.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul, the fundraiser...?</title><content type='html'>I've recently been spending my quiet times going through passages in the Bible on giving and receiving.  Paul has some interesting things to say about the subject that are difficult for me to understand...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paul is master of being anyone to everyone.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believes&lt;/span&gt; the two basic principles that "you should not mussel an ox while its treading grain," and "A worker is worth his wages."  Yet for the Corinthians he makes it crystal clear that he has not come for their money, but rather for  them.  He instructs the church it is good to be generous, and though Paul has every right to demand wages from them ("For if the Gentiles have shared in the Jews' spiritual blessings, they owe it to the Jews to share with them their material blessings." Rom 15:27), but instead Paul took no more than what he absolutely needed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thessalonians are a different story though.  I don't know what historically was going on with that church, but Paul urges them to keep to themselves, mind their own business, and work with there hands.  Later he tells how he ate nothing while with them without paying for it himself.  He worked night and day.  He gave them the rule "If a man will not work, he shall not eat."  And he urged them not to be busybodies, but rather efficient and devoted laborers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally he reminds Timothy about the Ox and of what Jesus said about the worker being worth his wages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I continue fundraising to work full time with Navs, I have been thinking through these things more.  I know I believe all this, but being so long in the fuunding process it is really seperating my simple beliefs from my solid convictions.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God's economy is so different from this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-5663881071836935172?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5663881071836935172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=5663881071836935172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5663881071836935172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5663881071836935172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/03/paul-fundraiser.html' title='Paul, the fundraiser...?'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-8251194930469628244</id><published>2009-02-26T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T11:05:26.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biblical Masculinity</title><content type='html'>Steven gave a great talk on Biblical Masculinity during the regional conference this past weekend.  Despite hearing much of it in Noblemen before, I loved being reminded of principles I either forgot or are still working through.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He talked about how God created Adam and gave him the purpose of honoring/obeying Him.  In addition to the command to not eat from the tree, God gave Adam two tasks: Tend the garden, and protect the women.  He failed at both.  The serpant was a creature Adam was given authority over, and Adam stood and watched as the serpant subverted God's command and God's natrual creation order.  Adam should have put the serpant back in line, but instead remained silent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, and the issue I've been putting a lot of thought to lately, is how Adam should have protected the woman in this situation.  C.S. Lewis in his scifi book Perleandra seems to think Adam should have simply killed the snake, or else even if Eve had said "no" to eating from the tree, the snake would tempt her again the next day, and the next, and the next...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What does it look like practically for a husband to protect his wife?  Where is the line between guarding her vs. allowing God to use pain and hardships as an instrument for refinement?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-8251194930469628244?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8251194930469628244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=8251194930469628244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8251194930469628244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8251194930469628244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/02/biblical-masculinity.html' title='Biblical Masculinity'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-1138607972283399883</id><published>2009-02-19T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:01:58.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irreducible Mins</title><content type='html'>A few years ago our campus director and staff came up with 12 qualities they wanted to see in every student graduating from the UofA who was enrolled in Navs.  Bryce talked about them a lot, but after four years I still couldn't name more than 2...  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are in no particular order&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Devotion to Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Servanthood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;sharing their life with the lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Identity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;A Vision for Multiplication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Grasping the need for the body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Scripture Memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Money (Biblical view and wise stewardship)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Authority and sufficiency of the Word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Devotional Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;A Heart for the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Reading back through them, they're actually pretty profound.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;A big prayer of mine towards my sophmore study this semester has been "Grasping the need for the body."  Unity seems to be a big issue on nearly everyone's hearts.  The majority of nav nights have been talks about unity.  We're studying through Philippeans, which largely is about conducting oneself in a manner worthy of a Gospel, with the predominent way being, you guessed it, unity.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;One of the biggest lies I believe about unity is that it's ok to simply tolerate someone now at this time of my life.  Sure it'll effect the Nav body a little, but then again we're not trying to advance the "Navigators Gospel."  This is stupid thinking.  There is no such thing as being a "lone-ranger" for the Gospel.  Skip Gray says "you can't make it in the Gospel for the long haul if you don't have a wingman."  I believe that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Would you join me in praying this semester in particular my study and the whole of navs grows in understanding the importance of the body of Christ and living together in unity with it.  So that rather than being the cynical voice which bounces from church to church always discoving the flaws, we can be a blessing to any body or group we come in contact with throughout our lives.  And further, so that we can remain followers of Christ for the long run and not be picked off the Enemy twenty, forty, or sixty years down the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-1138607972283399883?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1138607972283399883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=1138607972283399883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/1138607972283399883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/1138607972283399883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2009/02/irreducible-mins.html' title='Irreducible Mins'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-2831218860701900982</id><published>2009-02-06T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:56:26.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've never done a political/economical posting before...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SYyjofeveOI/AAAAAAAABh8/FIDwS_sJHyE/s1600-h/20090207WWKal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SYyjofeveOI/AAAAAAAABh8/FIDwS_sJHyE/s400/20090207WWKal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299790777548765410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess this changes that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw this cartoon in the Economist and thought it funny, sad, and remarkably true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my goal's in this new year is to stay more up to date with what's going on in the economy, presidency, and world in light of politics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-2831218860701900982?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SYyjofeveOI/AAAAAAAABh8/FIDwS_sJHyE/s72-c/20090207WWKal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-7368939884664419717</id><published>2009-01-24T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T10:46:08.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biblically Funding the Work of God</title><content type='html'>is a Bible Study I'm going through [again] on biblical fundraising that Navigators provided.  It's been extremely helpful and I'm very grateful to feel shepharded by the Navs through this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I've been thinking about lately is what it takes to keep our eyes fixed upon the Lord.  Such verses as "Fix your eyes upon Jesus, the author and perfector of our faith," the disciple who took his eyes of Jesus during the storm and started sinking, and "Those who look to the Lord are radient, their faces are never covered with shame" have been in my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qualities of one who fixes their eyes upon the Lord:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Extol the Lord at all times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- His praise is always on my lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- His soul boasts in the Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Gethers others to glorify the Lord with him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Desires to exalt His name forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The constant battle seems to be between believing the Lord is good, and focusing on Him while the waves of anxiety, despair, life in general, difficulties, and uncertainties constantly distract my focus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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God'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-1204030730972177674</id><published>2008-12-12T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:04:38.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankfulness</title><content type='html'>The last newsletter I sent out listed three thing I was thankful God is doing in the ministry here.  If I had more room I would've listed this as well:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The freshmen class.  From the outside this isn't a class "the world" would be excited about.  There are only about 5 freshman guys and a handful of girls.  We had more upper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;classmen&lt;/span&gt; recruit for freshman studies (the primary way we attract freshman to the Navigators) at the beginning of this year, and the smallest turn out of students since I came here 4 1/2 years ago.  But I believe God has blessed us with one of the greatest classes yet!  One distinguishing characteristic of this class is their desire to be around the lost-something we've been praying for years.  One freshman brought three unbelieving floormates to his freshman Bible study.  Another brought three different friends to another event.  Another student is excited for a non-believers Bible Study to begin on his dorm floor.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please continue to pray that the UofA Navigators would continue growing in our desire to simply tell other "Come and see" who Jesus is.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-1204030730972177674?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1204030730972177674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=1204030730972177674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/1204030730972177674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/1204030730972177674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/12/thankfulness.html' title='Thankfulness'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-7186294010458336972</id><published>2008-12-09T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:33:20.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Reasons why I love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/ST7V39p_fwI/AAAAAAAABfg/_hYs8vEEwuM/s1600-h/1209081257.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/ST7Sy8BFl9I/AAAAAAAABfY/G6iSzBiELwM/s1600-h/1029081753.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;...The Mullet House!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/ST7V39p_fwI/AAAAAAAABfg/_hYs8vEEwuM/s320/1209081257.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277890970745011970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.  This house runs out of many things-soap, toilet paper, paper towels, and airsoft BB's-but Mac and Cheese is never one of them.  My personal favorite is Safeway spiral noodles with a slice of pepper jack cheese melted in and chili powder sprinkled over the top.  Adding a hotdog or two creates pure bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/ST7QfFH6T_I/AAAAAAAABeY/6yQ-RgS0nvo/s320/1209081301.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277885045694681074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We have a lot of coffee too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/ST7SUUR0JWI/AAAAAAAABew/2FS6O1YqSiE/s320/1209081244.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277887059807446370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;9.  Escalating ideas.  Actual situation from a few days ago when playing with a rubber band in a room full of people.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"I wonder what you can shoot?  Lets try shooting a toothpick!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"yeah!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Oh you hit Triz!  Here try to launch a sucker accross the room!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"I bet you can't hit Sarah on the couch!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Louiville brings out chopstick*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Ah that's a great idea!  If the toothpick worked and it was small, clearly the chopstick will be better because it's bigger!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...so on and so forth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8.  Dan Devine [or at least a picture of him, ever guarding our kitchen].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/ST7SUX4oqkI/AAAAAAAABeo/427UCqLlNCQ/s320/1209081302.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277887060775578178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7.  At the Mullet, we apply the quickest and most efficient disposal methods towards trash.  Take for instance the Newspaper box that outlived its effectiveness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/ST7Sy8BFl9I/AAAAAAAABfY/G6iSzBiELwM/s320/1029081753.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277887585870780370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Unfortunately, we forgot to close the bedroom window close to the burning box.  The fan in the open window sucking in air from outside didn't help much either...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6. Our newsest favorite addition to the Mullet is a Lion Cookie Jar.  It's always empty, but is prowdly displayed on our counter.  When you open it's mouth it roars at you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/ST7SyH_vdrI/AAAAAAAABfI/D0tHH4wxmGQ/s320/1208080832.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277887571906492082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Take that scary lion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/ST7SyUXJdoI/AAAAAAAABfQ/JGZQSv1dvlM/s320/1208080832a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277887575225890434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Mullet Dinner.  Highlight in itself.  Though not a tradition, we generally always conclude Mullet Dinner with a YouTube video.   LEROOOYYYYYY JENKINS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4.  Though slightly ticked off at first, I've become very accustom to the multiple alarms that go off every morning at 8am, thanks to my two roommates who could sleep through the Apocalypse.  One morning Richie's alarm kept going off and he wasn't moving, so I threw a penny at him and hit him in the head.  He still didn't move.  So I threw another one.  That finally woke him up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Breakfast of Bachelors.  One of my favorite mornings was eating breakfast with John Armstrong.  Without flinching, he put down an entire bowl of leftover pork sausage.  That was it.  Nothing else.  Just straight up pork sausage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. No Shave November.  I try to participate, but come on, who can compete with this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/ST7SUxTUyuI/AAAAAAAABfA/gqI5wiYUF_A/s320/1201081920-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277887067598408418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1.  And finally, the Mullet Roof.  Providing the best view of sunsets in Tucson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/ST7SUhLNo9I/AAAAAAAABe4/cIR3rXx46fc/s320/1208081730.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277887063269417938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-7186294010458336972?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7186294010458336972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=7186294010458336972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7186294010458336972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7186294010458336972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/12/top-10-reasons-why-i-love.html' title='Top 10 Reasons why I love...'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/ST7V39p_fwI/AAAAAAAABfg/_hYs8vEEwuM/s72-c/1209081257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-4126147639446509131</id><published>2008-12-07T16:52:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:00:03.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tucsonian Sunsets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5:00pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/STxxHMiyoOI/AAAAAAAABdw/xhmaJTGR3v4/s1600-h/1207081653a.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/STxxHMiyoOI/AAAAAAAABdw/xhmaJTGR3v4/s320/1207081653a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277217231811551458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5:15pm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/STxwSPC9AuI/AAAAAAAABdY/1BeBJM86gnI/s320/sunset+500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277216321950253794" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5:30pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/STxwSXrTsvI/AAAAAAAABdg/is8Uq9Ta_XU/s320/sunset+530.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277216324266996466" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5:45pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/STxwSZLqidI/AAAAAAAABdo/OE64OCnut9w/s320/1207081746.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277216324671146450" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-4126147639446509131?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4126147639446509131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=4126147639446509131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4126147639446509131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4126147639446509131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/12/tucsonian-sunsets.html' title='Tucsonian Sunsets'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/STxxHMiyoOI/AAAAAAAABdw/xhmaJTGR3v4/s72-c/1207081653a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-6959996481690229431</id><published>2008-11-27T15:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T16:00:03.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas List</title><content type='html'>In typical Steven Crawford fashion (&lt;a href="http://geezwhathello.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://geezwhathello.blogspot.com)&lt;/a&gt;, I will begin posting my Christmas list on my blog.  Then promptly printing it out so my parents will find it :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just finished our Thanksgiving meal, meaning it's officially Christmas Season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Comfy House Slippers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. UofA Cat Shorts.  Not sure what color... I wear a lot of black, so maybe white would be best.  Best option would be the old white ones with CATS down the side in red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  New wallet.  Black. Bifold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Clothes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you go.  There'll probably be some ammendments down the road :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-6959996481690229431?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6959996481690229431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=6959996481690229431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/6959996481690229431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/6959996481690229431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/11/xmas-list.html' title='Xmas List'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-795960776801780907</id><published>2008-11-26T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:31:21.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fan Probs</title><content type='html'>The fan in my laptop broke a couple days ago.  Unless I hook it up to a giant portable fan it can only last a few minutes before overheating and turning off.  At least I'm not getting the "Fan: Error" message anymore.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried to switch my fan out with my brother's laptop fan.  They weren't compatible.  This was probably good because out of my desperation I hadn't informed him I was taking his fan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My only option from reading through forums is to send it into the manufaturer.  Quite unfortunate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's amazing how much of a crimp it puts in your day when one simply thing goes wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-795960776801780907?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/795960776801780907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=795960776801780907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/795960776801780907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/795960776801780907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/11/fan-probs.html' title='Fan Probs'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-4311838651093979243</id><published>2008-11-11T13:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T13:45:46.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Rally 08!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Two days ago I returned from our annual Road Rally, where tons of students from ASU and UofA "go somewhere with some friends to do something for someone else" (according to our extremely vague Road Rally missions statement).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We traveled near Rocky Point, Mexico to build some houses and play with some kids with a group of about 120 from our schools.  It was a blast!  Here's some pictures and highlights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6Z-7ww_I/AAAAAAAABSc/Nx10_egykis/s1600-h/n329600202_195101_2267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6Z-7ww_I/AAAAAAAABSc/Nx10_egykis/s320/n329600202_195101_2267.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267516563483837426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6Z-0UsBI/AAAAAAAABSU/ww9mWt9mLn8/s1600-h/n329600202_195100_1966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6Z-0UsBI/AAAAAAAABSU/ww9mWt9mLn8/s320/n329600202_195100_1966.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267516563452637202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6ZsSpOhI/AAAAAAAABSM/8glmKWEaO2M/s1600-h/n329600202_195097_1081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6PhPO3nI/AAAAAAAABR8/q1W8LYnupVc/s320/n329600202_195081_5544.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267516383713746546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6PR_STlI/AAAAAAAABR0/_3aIOh9e9wI/s1600-h/n329600202_195080_5236.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6PR_STlI/AAAAAAAABR0/_3aIOh9e9wI/s320/n329600202_195080_5236.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267516379620331090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6O6bXaFI/AAAAAAAABRs/MHS4OsVcIHM/s1600-h/n329600202_195079_4944.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6O6bXaFI/AAAAAAAABRs/MHS4OsVcIHM/s320/n329600202_195079_4944.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267516373295654994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6OtuVWaI/AAAAAAAABRk/akhe_ceshIo/s1600-h/n329600202_195078_4651.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6OtuVWaI/AAAAAAAABRk/akhe_ceshIo/s320/n329600202_195078_4651.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267516369885551010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6OTbCGsI/AAAAAAAABRc/DztVA0KAz3w/s1600-h/n329600202_195073_3200.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6OTbCGsI/AAAAAAAABRc/DztVA0KAz3w/s320/n329600202_195073_3200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267516362825276098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6B3riRSI/AAAAAAAABRU/A2vZXVdSfVE/s1600-h/n329600202_195027_6764.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6B3riRSI/AAAAAAAABRU/A2vZXVdSfVE/s320/n329600202_195027_6764.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267516149219869986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6BgqzR4I/AAAAAAAABRM/92qXgelK9ZQ/s1600-h/n329600202_194991_2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6Aj4khXI/AAAAAAAABQ8/FUdlJFpu69g/s320/n329600202_194982_5143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267516126725965170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6AmRJwqI/AAAAAAAABQ0/0nZmfuLmhJY/s1600-h/n329600202_194981_4789.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/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6AmRJwqI/AAAAAAAABQ0/0nZmfuLmhJY/s320/n329600202_194981_4789.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267516127365939874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other highlights include:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fishining our foundation on the first day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visiting the Morrison's camp and eating delicious Michaka, quesadillas, potatoes, home made guacamolli, soda, and brownies smothered and chocolate chips with peanut butter running through the middle.  It was like I found the Kingdom of Heaven.  I wanted to go and sell all that I had for the "richest of meats and finest of wines."  And run back to our camp and tell everyone about what I found. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bum-rushing the sandy hill me and Jmo had previously gotten stuck in the sand twice on.  I rushed it at 35-40mph and plowed through the dunes in a 15 passenger van.  It was awesome.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having a constant morter fight with my house team.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hearing from Alia how she thinks it would be funny if instead of clapping for people we hit each other with chairs to express graditude.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carne Seca tacos on the ride home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ride home in general&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not vomiting repeatidly like most of the other people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The family whose house we were building cooked homemade tortillas for us both days. The first day was bean burritos and the second was mexican hot chocolate and bean soup. Super delicious.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall it was quite the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-4311838651093979243?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4311838651093979243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=4311838651093979243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4311838651093979243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4311838651093979243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/11/road-rally-08.html' title='Road Rally 08!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SRn6Z-7ww_I/AAAAAAAABSc/Nx10_egykis/s72-c/n329600202_195101_2267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-693012340066357945</id><published>2008-10-09T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:25:16.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UofA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SO5z9O_LzmI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Ne1pb0TEGBI/s1600-h/0705081931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SO5z9O_LzmI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Ne1pb0TEGBI/s320/0705081931.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255265311020273250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The University of Arizona.&lt;div&gt;362 acre campus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29,070 Undergratuate Students&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6,569 Freshman students enrolled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5,804 Students live on campus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray for my school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-693012340066357945?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/693012340066357945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=693012340066357945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/693012340066357945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/693012340066357945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/10/uofa.html' title='UofA'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SO5z9O_LzmI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Ne1pb0TEGBI/s72-c/0705081931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-4734129231077515906</id><published>2008-10-07T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:39:01.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaiah Dump</title><content type='html'>I'm really liking these massive verse dumps.  Less typing for me.  Seemingly longer posts.  A+ in time efficiency :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading through Isaiah for the last several months.  I try to pick a couple of verses from each chapter that best summarize the main thought.  Here's my reflections from Isaiah 24-35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24:5-6 Universal Judgement&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18101" class="sup"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; The earth is defiled by its people;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;       they have disobeyed the laws,&lt;br /&gt;       violated the statutes&lt;br /&gt;       and broken the everlasting covenant. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18102" class="sup"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; Therefore a curse consumes the earth;&lt;br /&gt;       its people must bear their guilt.&lt;br /&gt;       Therefore earth's inhabitants are burned up,&lt;br /&gt;       and very few are left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25:8-9 Praise for the Future Kingdom&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18127" class="sup"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; he will swallow up death forever.&lt;br /&gt;       The Sovereign LORD will wipe away the tears&lt;br /&gt;       from all faces;&lt;br /&gt;       he will remove the disgrace of his people&lt;br /&gt;       from all the earth.&lt;br /&gt;       The LORD has spoken. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18128" class="sup"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; In that day they will say,&lt;br /&gt;       "Surely this is our God;&lt;br /&gt;       we trusted in him, and he saved us.&lt;br /&gt;       This is the LORD, we trusted in him;&lt;br /&gt;       let us rejoice and be glad in his salvation."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26:1-2 Salvation comes from the Lord&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18132" class="sup"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; In that day this song will be sung in the land of Judah:&lt;br /&gt;       We have a strong city;&lt;br /&gt;       God makes salvation&lt;br /&gt;       its walls and ramparts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18133" class="sup"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; Open the gates&lt;br /&gt;       that the righteous nation may enter,&lt;br /&gt;       the nation that keeps &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27:6,9 Israel Delivered from Idols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18158" class="sup"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; In days to come Jacob will take root,&lt;br /&gt;       Israel will bud and blossom&lt;br /&gt;       and fill all the world with fruit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18161" class="sup"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; By this, then, will Jacob's guilt be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;atoned &lt;/span&gt;for,&lt;br /&gt;       and this will be the full fruitage of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;removal of his sin&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;       When he makes all the altar stones&lt;br /&gt;       to be like chalk stones crushed to pieces,&lt;br /&gt;       no Asherah poles &lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=isa%2027;&amp;amp;version=31;#fen-NIV-18161b" title="See footnote b"&gt;b&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt; or incense altars&lt;br /&gt;       will be left standing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28:13 Consequence of the Egyptian Temptation&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-18178" class="sup"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; So then, the word of the LORD to them will become:&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do and do,&lt;/span&gt; do and do,&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rule on rule&lt;/span&gt;, rule on rule;&lt;br /&gt;       a little here, a little there—&lt;br /&gt;       so that they will go and fall backward,&lt;br /&gt;       be injured and snared and captured.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29:16 A Rebellious People&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18210" class="sup"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; You turn things &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;upside down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       as if the potter were thought to be like the clay!&lt;br /&gt;       Shall what is formed say to him who formed it,&lt;br /&gt;       "He did not make me"?&lt;br /&gt;       Can the pot say of the potter,&lt;br /&gt;       "He knows nothing"?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30:15 Israel Refuses to Trust in God&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18233" class="sup"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; This is what the Sovereign LORD, the Holy One of Israel, says:&lt;br /&gt;       "In &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;repentance &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rest &lt;/span&gt;is your salvation,&lt;br /&gt;       in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quietness &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trust &lt;/span&gt;is your strength,&lt;br /&gt;       but you would have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;none of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31:3&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Consequences of Trusting in Egypt&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18254" class="sup"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; But the Egyptians are men and not God;&lt;br /&gt;       their horses are flesh and not spirit.&lt;br /&gt;       When the LORD stretches out his hand,&lt;br /&gt;       he who helps will stumble,&lt;br /&gt;       he who is helped will fall;&lt;br /&gt;       both will perish together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;32:17 Effects of Righteousness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-18277" class="sup"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; The fruit of righteousness will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;       the effect of righteousness will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quietness &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confidence &lt;/span&gt;forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33:5-6 The Fear of the Lord&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-18285" class="sup"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; The LORD is exalted, for he dwells on high;&lt;br /&gt;       he will fill Zion with justice and righteousness. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18286" class="sup"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; He will be the sure foundation for your times,&lt;br /&gt;       a rich store of salvation and wisdom and knowledge;&lt;br /&gt;       the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fear of the LORD is the key to this treasure&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=isa%2033:5-6;&amp;amp;version=31;#fen-NIV-18286a" title="See footnote a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;34:? Lost more destruction&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;35:3-4 Redeemed Mankind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18324" class="sup"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strengthen &lt;/span&gt;the feeble hands,&lt;br /&gt;       steady the knees that give way; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18325" class="sup"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; say to those with fearful hearts,&lt;br /&gt;       "Be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not fear&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;       your God will come,&lt;br /&gt;       he will come with vengeance;&lt;br /&gt;       with divine retribution&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he will come to save you&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I spent about a month on these 12 chapters.  Aside from a lot of vengeance I was consistently struck with how Israel was determined to place faith in everything other than the Lord.  Things like Egypt, themselves, their plans, idols, their military, treaties, you name it.  God beckons them again and again to place trust in Him, and only through that are they assured what they truly longed for: quietness, peace, comfort, rest, repentance, trust, and security.  I love that God won't allow us to settle for a counterfeit source of security and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-4734129231077515906?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4734129231077515906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=4734129231077515906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4734129231077515906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4734129231077515906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/10/isaiah-dump.html' title='Isaiah Dump'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-3089751904841691359</id><published>2008-10-05T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:37:43.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>Some thougths on Hope.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28293" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;For everything that was written in the past was written to teach us, so that through endurance and the encouragement of the Scriptures we might have hope.&lt;/span&gt; (Rom 15:4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-16146" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, &lt;br /&gt;       and in his word I put my hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-16148" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; O Israel, put your hope in the LORD, &lt;br /&gt;       for with the LORD is unfailing love &lt;br /&gt;       and with him is full redemption&lt;/span&gt;. (Ps 130:5,7)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28125" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28126" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28127" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently.&lt;/span&gt; (Rom 8:23-25)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-30141" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful&lt;/span&gt;. (Heb 10:23)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-30013" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has gone through the heavens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to the faith we profess. &lt;/span&gt;(Heb 4:14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Biblical hope is rooted in the Scriptures&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Directed towards the Lord who offers unfailing love and full redemption&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Securely believes one day our bodies will be fully transformed by the power of the Spirit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks entirely to Jesus, the Great High Priest, who has gone before us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-3089751904841691359?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3089751904841691359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=3089751904841691359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3089751904841691359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3089751904841691359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/10/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-7063586337148772293</id><published>2008-10-01T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:11:28.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I do with my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When told that I work for a rain gutter company in Arizona, the nearly predictable response is, "Arizona gets rain??"  Well, not much.  But here's some pics of what I do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My company&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SOO604gs0DI/AAAAAAAAA9w/gHODNKb8aqY/s1600-h/0919081040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SOO604gs0DI/AAAAAAAAA9w/gHODNKb8aqY/s320/0919081040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252247008129634354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stylish work gear! (UV protection, too!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SOO6wIQuomI/AAAAAAAAA9o/zeqRBebKQqs/s320/0919081039a.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252246926458266210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In my profession you get to hang out on roofs a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SOO6wBOxfVI/AAAAAAAAA9g/myJmKdOHI9M/s320/0919081039.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252246924571016530" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a gutter.  Funny story about this one in particular...  Turns out this color gutter has two sides, each a different color (both variations of red).  And as luck would have it, after running our 70feet of red I was told that we needed rosewood, the other color.  Major whoops.  Guess we'll come back to this job tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SOO6vmlOmAI/AAAAAAAAA9I/R0ixhQyHtP4/s1600-h/0910080821a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SOO6vmlOmAI/AAAAAAAAA9I/R0ixhQyHtP4/s320/0910080821a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252246917417441282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We use ladders alot. Sometimes the metal is hot and burns my shins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SOO6vtr2c0I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/PVfDTnHab2M/s1600-h/0910080822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SOO6vtr2c0I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/PVfDTnHab2M/s320/0910080822.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252246919324267330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't realize until I started working this job that I actually am afraid of heights.  I hate them. Go figure... Probably the only thing I hate more than heights are extention ladders. Especially when you have to stand them almost vertical to reach what you need to.  I can't deny the beautiful view though. Tucson has a lot of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SOO6v__XnUI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/5EpGC9XhPow/s1600-h/0911081346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SOO6v__XnUI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/5EpGC9XhPow/s320/0911081346.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252246924237970754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And there you go!  A day in the life of a gutter-guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-7063586337148772293?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7063586337148772293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=7063586337148772293' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7063586337148772293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7063586337148772293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-i-do-with-my-life.html' title='What I do with my life'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SOO604gs0DI/AAAAAAAAA9w/gHODNKb8aqY/s72-c/0919081040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-8032650437458404287</id><published>2008-09-17T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:19:22.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few words about rest</title><content type='html'>Refuge.  Peace. Calm. Shelter. Protection. Strong Tower. Shade. Relief. Quietness. Confidence. Security. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorites are Relief and Confidence.  What's yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-30008" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;There remains, then, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Sabbath-rest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;for the people of God;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-30009" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;for anyone who enters God's rest also rests from his own work, just as God did from his. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-30010" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Let us, therefore, make every effort to enter that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;, so that no one will fall by following their example of disobedience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-30208" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;righteousness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;for those who have been trained by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-6426" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; The LORD gave them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;rest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;on every side, just as he had sworn to their forefathers. Not one of their enemies withstood them; the LORD handed all their enemies over to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-18123" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; You have been a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;refuge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;for the poor, &lt;br /&gt;       a refuge for the needy in his distress, &lt;br /&gt;       a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;shelter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;from the storm &lt;br /&gt;       and a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;shade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;from the heat. &lt;br /&gt;       For the breath of the ruthless &lt;br /&gt;       is like a storm driving against a wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-18277" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; The fruit of righteousness will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;; &lt;br /&gt;       the effect of righteousness will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;quietness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;confidence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-18278" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; My people will live in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;peaceful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;dwelling places, &lt;br /&gt;       in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;secure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;homes, &lt;br /&gt;       in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;undisturbed places of rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-18279" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; Though hail flattens the forest &lt;br /&gt;       and the city is leveled completely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-18280" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; how blessed you will be, &lt;br /&gt;       sowing your seed by every stream, &lt;br /&gt;       and letting your cattle and donkeys range free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-16912" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; The name of the LORD is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;strong tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;; &lt;br /&gt;       the righteous run to it and are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-18132" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; In that day this song will be sung in the land of Judah: &lt;br /&gt;       We have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;strong city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;; &lt;br /&gt;       God makes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;salvation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       its walls and ramparts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-18133" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Open the gates &lt;br /&gt;       that the righteous nation may enter, &lt;br /&gt;       the nation that keeps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-18134" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; You will keep in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;perfect peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       him whose mind is steadfast, &lt;br /&gt;       because he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;trusts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-18135" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Trust &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;in the LORD forever, &lt;br /&gt;       for the LORD, the LORD, is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Rock eternal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 6px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;peace &lt;/span&gt;with God through our Lord Jesus Christ,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rejoice &lt;/span&gt;in the hope of the glory of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-8032650437458404287?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8032650437458404287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=8032650437458404287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8032650437458404287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8032650437458404287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/09/few-words-about-rest.html' title='A few words about rest'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-143800370244322842</id><published>2008-09-07T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T22:07:15.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Google rocks my world</title><content type='html'>Two reasons this is a great week for the world.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Google released its web browser named Google Chrome.  It's awesome.  Significantly faster and simplier than both Internet Explorer and Firefox.  So innovative you merely need to think it and Google makes it happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/chrome"&gt;http://www.google.com/chrome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Google also released the third rendition of Picasa, the simplest and most awesomest picture organizer ever.  Now with more photo editing options than ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/picasa/"&gt;http://www.google.com/picasa/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-143800370244322842?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/143800370244322842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=143800370244322842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/143800370244322842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/143800370244322842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/09/google-rocks-my-world.html' title='Google rocks my world'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-4683923363968133072</id><published>2008-09-01T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:32:25.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yahweh Shalom</title><content type='html'>We are one week into the school year here at the UofA.  Last week was a crazy time of Bible Study recruitment, catching up with friends, and figuring out what on earth my roles are this year.  I've never lived off campus before, and always seen the University as my "home," but this year having graduated and living off campus things are a bit different.  Instead of me being exhausted trying to balance school and social life and freshman recruitment I watch all of my friends struggle through balancing these priorities and running all over the place.  And the current state of their lives is very much like mine consistently was the first week of school: exhausted and drained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely there is a better way to survive freshman recruitment than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was encouraged this week by a sermon from my paster on the name of God Yahweh Shalom, from the call of Gideon in Judges.  God says of himself he is peace.  The word Shalom doesn't simply mean tranquility but also completeness, wholeness, justice, etc.  I feel like my mind has been racing the last couple of nights reviewing all the problems we are up against this year in Navs and in the lives of my friends.  It is encouraging to remember that God is my peace and Sovereign over our lives.  He works in us even when we fail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-4683923363968133072?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4683923363968133072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=4683923363968133072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4683923363968133072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/4683923363968133072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/09/yahweh-shalom.html' title='Yahweh Shalom'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-9131234194869152687</id><published>2008-08-24T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T16:28:59.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Lim Tin</title><content type='html'>Safeway-the grocery store closest to my house-is offering 10 cents off gas prices for every $100 you spend in the store, as I'm sure they do across the country.  Little known fact, however, is that I believe you can compound the savings, meaning if you spend $200 you receive 20 cents off every gallon of gas you pump, so long as you use it in the calendar quarter.  Safeway also is the seller of gift cards to virtually every store in the Tucson area.  Said giftcards count towards your $100 of purchases...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, needing to buy a computer, clothes, food, and whatever other merchandise you need to purchase, you instead buy giftcards from safeway to the individual vendors, thus quickly accumulating thousands of dollars on your safeway card, causing you to be eligible for, say, $3.00 off your next purchase of gas per gallon.  This brings your total cost per gallon to roughly $0.48 (price as of 4:15pm sunday as I'm looking out the window of starbucks at the safeway across the street).  The pump shuts off after $100 on your credit card, meaning you could pump a total of 208 gallons of gas before the auto shut off.  So take your closest fourteen friends (provided they have gas tanks roughly 15 gallons in size), and line them up behind your car charging them half of what you save with your discount.  Benefits: you earn $289 of free money ($1156 annually I might add) and your friends get crazy cheap gas.  Cons: You're banned from shopping at safeway for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I was meditating on Eph 5:25-27 and stumped when pondering to what benefit did Christ received for himself by his unconditional love towards us.  Thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-9131234194869152687?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/9131234194869152687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=9131234194869152687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/9131234194869152687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/9131234194869152687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-lim-tin.html' title='To Lim Tin'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-7925516851372077411</id><published>2008-08-21T15:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:19:55.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Book</title><content type='html'>Apologies for the title being slightly misleading.  It should probably read "I received a free book," not interpreted "I am going to give away a free book." :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every so often I receive Navigators corporate emails which are usually handeled in much the same way campus Navs emails are handled.  As an incentive to read the corporate emails, however, a note was posted at the bottom saying the first person to respond will receive a free book called "Making Disciples." Turns out I won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some great insight from the book on the chapter I was reading today about how to motivate Christians to become disciples:&lt;br /&gt;-Motivation is defined as the force, either external or internal, which stimulates the spirit, soul, or body to respond.&lt;br /&gt;-We motivate others not for personal glory or power, but for that person's highest good and the glory of God&lt;br /&gt;-The individual whom we work with is on infinite worth in the Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;-The disciple must feel certain we care for them whether they sink or swim&lt;br /&gt;-Let the person learn from his misteaks (Matt 14:23-31)&lt;br /&gt;-Get the person in over his head to create a need inside of them (example: Jesus taught about having the "faith of a mustard seed," then just after that told them to cross the lake in a boat, whereupon a storm freaked them out.  After Jesus woke up at told them "have you no faith?" I bet his words from earlier that day sunk in much better).&lt;br /&gt;-We need to make the disciples as independent from the disciplee as possible.&lt;br /&gt;-People may not do what we expect, but are usually more likely to do what we inspect (work related)&lt;br /&gt;-To motivate effectively we must understand people and have the willpower to force ourselves to do what we have determined should be done.&lt;br /&gt;-We will never motivate others until we pray for them, their goals, objectives, and their needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closing thought is Romans 15:30:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28319" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I urge you, brothers, by our Lord Jesus Christ and by the love of the Spirit, to join me in my struggle by praying to God for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pray hard this year for what God will be doing at the UofA.  Pray for the guys in my study. There names are: Micah, Daniel, Jon, Reed, David, and Enrique.  Pray Joshua 14:8 for them, that they would grow into men who wholeheartedly follow after and obey God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-7925516851372077411?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7925516851372077411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=7925516851372077411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7925516851372077411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7925516851372077411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/08/free-book.html' title='Free Book'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-7401516552057648692</id><published>2008-08-13T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T11:40:28.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day... 2? Psalm 61:2</title><content type='html'>Well so much for the consistency idea... Just goes to show you that no amount of motivation is enough for something you really don't like doing.  Like blogging. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 61:2 says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Have you ever come across a verse that God brings up so many times that you realize you've memorized the verse without even trying?  This is one of those verses for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God first put this verse on my heart half-way through my final semester at UofA as I was furiously job hunting.  Through this verse I heard God promise to me that He would take me to a place I could never get to myself.  I did not want (and still do now want) any ordinary job that I could claim I acquired myself through sheer talent.  My faith is in God to provide something to lead somewhere I could never have gotten to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last several months the first half of the verse has become ever more real to me.  I call as my heart grows faint.  Maybe God won't come through and I will be left installing rain gutters for the next several years.  Maybe installing rain gutters, working part time on campus, and laying a good foundation for my first year of marriage will be to much.  Maybe Ariel and I won't be able to pay back our student loans after two years like we are praying for.  Maybe we'll never make it to Japan to labor among the lost there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I will call to my God increasingly louder, as if from the ends of the earth.  I will continue to have confidence that He will never forget about his children.  Lord, by faith would you lead me somewhere I could never get to on my own, both during this season of life and every season that follows. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-7401516552057648692?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7401516552057648692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=7401516552057648692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7401516552057648692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7401516552057648692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-2-psalm-612.html' title='Day... 2? Psalm 61:2'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-7822586656086790001</id><published>2008-08-09T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:38:48.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - Heb 11:1</title><content type='html'>Today begins my two week adventure to post a blog update everyday.  The theme will be FAITH, because I believe God has been teaching me a lot about that lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start with Hebrews 11:1, because it is the best place to start with faith, and has continued to speak to me many a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 11:1&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-30158" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith requires me to answer "yes" to two questions found in Heb. 11:6: Is God good, and is He near.  I used to ask God to grow me in faith.  But now coming to the end of a summer where God has done just that I believe instead that no one truly wants to grow in faith.  A lot of people say they do.  But when it comes down to it who wants to willingly enter into a place of trusting that what we hope for will come to be.  We cannot see it, but are called to cling to it with certainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want to grow in faith.  So far I have applied to more than 30 positions and have not received so much as an interview.  I have visited two career advisers, allowed them to pick apart my resume, reworked my "system", and continued to move into rejection and failure.  Though God has blessed fundraising, it too is not without obstacles that are out of my control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having faith with my finances is believing that, although there is no way I can envision Ariel and I being debt free in two years, I can be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sure &lt;/span&gt;that the Lord can do this, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;certain&lt;/span&gt; he will act on his promises.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-7822586656086790001?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7822586656086790001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=7822586656086790001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7822586656086790001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/7822586656086790001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-1-heb-111.html' title='Day 1 - Heb 11:1'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-8802167675169527033</id><published>2008-07-12T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T14:42:04.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Background trouble</title><content type='html'>I'm having trouble finding a background I enjoy.  Most of the ones I like render the pictures transparent and make them look funky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll just change it weekly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-8802167675169527033?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8802167675169527033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=8802167675169527033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8802167675169527033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/8802167675169527033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/07/background-trouble.html' title='Background trouble'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-5443753870984143856</id><published>2008-07-10T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:46:57.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MO</title><content type='html'>Since feeling convicted about my lack of photos on my blog, I decided to publish a blog almost entirely of pictures. These were from the 10 day work period my family and I spent in Missouri fixin up my grandma's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaL9AvJUiI/AAAAAAAAAmk/kEr25E354oU/s1600-h/DSCF2470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaL9AvJUiI/AAAAAAAAAmk/kEr25E354oU/s320/DSCF2470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221514698268693026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ripped up the pee-soaked carpet and threw down some hardwood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaL9SkYuuI/AAAAAAAAAms/NuH8dzDt8b4/s1600-h/DSCF2469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaL9SkYuuI/AAAAAAAAAms/NuH8dzDt8b4/s320/DSCF2469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221514703055403746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It took a couple of days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaL9qpc8DI/AAAAAAAAAm0/9DYpFpxo0F0/s1600-h/DSCF2475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaL9qpc8DI/AAAAAAAAAm0/9DYpFpxo0F0/s320/DSCF2475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221514709519102002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom and I hard at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaL910wEDI/AAAAAAAAAm8/6-FmPAvBF44/s1600-h/DSCF2478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaL910wEDI/AAAAAAAAAm8/6-FmPAvBF44/s320/DSCF2478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221514712519282738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad cut his finger, so we thought it'd be funny if he put his initials in blood under the floorboards :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaL_Ea859I/AAAAAAAAAnE/sjyU3e3mh5k/s1600-h/DSCF0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaL_Ea859I/AAAAAAAAAnE/sjyU3e3mh5k/s320/DSCF0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221514733617473490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was finished I called it the "Pride and Prejudice Room"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaLYsSQz7I/AAAAAAAAAmE/YoodL8p7Tg8/s1600-h/DSCF2485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaLYsSQz7I/AAAAAAAAAmE/YoodL8p7Tg8/s320/DSCF2485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221514074303549362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we tackled Grandma's bed room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaLYiorG-I/AAAAAAAAAmM/TOO9QN1Q4DA/s1600-h/DSCF2489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaLYiorG-I/AAAAAAAAAmM/TOO9QN1Q4DA/s320/DSCF2489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221514071713192930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya never know what you will find under the wallpaper... Dad swore it wasn't mold. I just nodded my head and wore a gas mask the rest of the time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaLZHfkmgI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Bh0U2naXm0I/s1600-h/DSCF0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaLZHfkmgI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Bh0U2naXm0I/s320/DSCF0194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221514081607129602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;painting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaLY2ftmVI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Qtik8HkBrBw/s1600-h/DSCF2513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaLY2ftmVI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Qtik8HkBrBw/s320/DSCF2513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221514077044316498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And done!  You can't tell but it's really yellowish green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKtR90T5I/AAAAAAAAAlk/JBW2NdZbiLc/s1600-h/DSCF0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKtR90T5I/AAAAAAAAAlk/JBW2NdZbiLc/s320/DSCF0216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221513328504098706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We called this the "George Washington Crossing the Delaware" room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKtjqHwlI/AAAAAAAAAls/jkfMN1-u7YM/s1600-h/DSCF0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKtjqHwlI/AAAAAAAAAls/jkfMN1-u7YM/s320/DSCF0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221513333253325394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the wallpaper was peeling off so I stapled it back on.  Turns out that was a bad idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaLYW_EzMI/AAAAAAAAAl8/1M5Tus1GhQ0/s1600-h/DSCF0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaLYW_EzMI/AAAAAAAAAl8/1M5Tus1GhQ0/s320/DSCF0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221514068585925826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Primer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKt0LI65I/AAAAAAAAAl0/nxp7RX7pIKw/s1600-h/DSCF0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKt0LI65I/AAAAAAAAAl0/nxp7RX7pIKw/s320/DSCF0233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221513337686780818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room #3  finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKad8TNhI/AAAAAAAAAk8/4iR2ttkj0Mw/s1600-h/DSCF0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKad8TNhI/AAAAAAAAAk8/4iR2ttkj0Mw/s320/DSCF0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221513005301446162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was the Bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKagm6F3I/AAAAAAAAAlE/ozwMHK3LmgE/s1600-h/DSCF0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKagm6F3I/AAAAAAAAAlE/ozwMHK3LmgE/s320/DSCF0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221513006017025906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone from the '60s thought gold butterfly wallpaper was in style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKbAlOVTI/AAAAAAAAAlc/PInIQduQ_qw/s1600-h/DSCF2509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKbAlOVTI/AAAAAAAAAlc/PInIQduQ_qw/s320/DSCF2509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221513014599898418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'nuff said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKart63KI/AAAAAAAAAlM/dYZasgyPuWs/s1600-h/DSCF0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKart63KI/AAAAAAAAAlM/dYZasgyPuWs/s320/DSCF0235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221513008999226530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to move the toilet to the front hall.  Grandma didn't like that very much. It stayed there three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKa8BiIiI/AAAAAAAAAlU/zvu3oU0iFE4/s1600-h/DSCF0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaKa8BiIiI/AAAAAAAAAlU/zvu3oU0iFE4/s320/DSCF0244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221513013376459298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nice new tile and paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaMdvZaJFI/AAAAAAAAAnM/eChJrL7DTZ4/s1600-h/DSCF0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaMdvZaJFI/AAAAAAAAAnM/eChJrL7DTZ4/s320/DSCF0205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221515260549801042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also spraypainted the furniture outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaMdwd2K3I/AAAAAAAAAnU/hfVSIgzxSCc/s1600-h/DSCF0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaMdwd2K3I/AAAAAAAAAnU/hfVSIgzxSCc/s320/DSCF0229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221515260836850546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a German leatherbound Bible in the basement from 1850.  It was pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaMeMVysWI/AAAAAAAAAnc/rctRSfnTQfs/s1600-h/DSCF2510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaMeMVysWI/AAAAAAAAAnc/rctRSfnTQfs/s320/DSCF2510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221515268319261026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We filled a commercial dumpster with stuff from the basement.  There's an Atari in there somewhere, but at this point we didn't really care to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaMecuMvTI/AAAAAAAAAnk/frNf2vKdSWw/s1600-h/DSCF2516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaMecuMvTI/AAAAAAAAAnk/frNf2vKdSWw/s320/DSCF2516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221515272716598578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad's office.  One of my favorite memories was him sawing wood with an earpiece in listening in on some meeting he was supposed to be supervising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-5443753870984143856?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5443753870984143856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=5443753870984143856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5443753870984143856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/5443753870984143856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/07/mo.html' title='MO'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SHaL9AvJUiI/AAAAAAAAAmk/kEr25E354oU/s72-c/DSCF2470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-3225341541654689385</id><published>2008-06-23T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T13:52:03.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I always had a problem with...</title><content type='html'>...how God blessed people in the Old Testament.  Take David for example.  He loved the Lord and worshiped outrageously, and was restless until the Lord had a home.  Yet he kills Uriah, sleeps with Bathsheba, and reaps terrible consequences sending shock waves in his household for the next several generations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then his son Solomon loved the Lord yet served foreign gods through his brothel which was larger than some cities in the midwest.  God says to Solomon that He would have taken his whole kingdom from him, yet because of the obedience of David God showed favor to Solomon and spared  two tribes of Israel for Solomon's children to rule.  Sweet.  Yet the question that I've wrestled with remains:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; How is this not conditional love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here are some thoughts I came up with today in my quiet time.  I would love any comments you guys have regarding this as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Solomon was extremely blessed--despite disobedience--because of David's wholehearted obedience.  David was blessed and chosen because Good looked favorable on the servant Ruth.  God smiled on Ruth and did not allow Israel to destroy itself during the time of the judges because of Joshua's fearless courage and obedience, and his dedication to bring the whole of Israel under service to the Lord.  The Lord appointed Joshua because of the faith and obedience of Moses.  God selected Moses to lead Israel out of Egypt because of the promise sworn to her through Jacob, Issac, and ultimately Abraham.   All of these blessings  seem to be given on account of obedience, righteous deeds, and the turning away from sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet with Abraham no previous track record was needed.  Abraham received the promise through faith, which was credited to him as righteousness, NOT through deeds, acts, or wages owed to him through his good works.  The promise was given by grace--for no reason whatsoever linked to Abraham's effort.  It was totally unmerited, believed in through faith, and evidenced through obedience to what Abraham believed.&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I realized I could have discovered the same thing through any Romans 4 commentary, but I feel like this finally clicked in my mind today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise Jesus, the author and substitute of our faith!  Who offers salvation to us the same way he did to Abraham: by faith, entirely unconnected from our previous track record.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-3225341541654689385?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3225341541654689385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=3225341541654689385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3225341541654689385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3225341541654689385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-always-had-problem-with.html' title='I always had a problem with...'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-3224247749345474760</id><published>2008-05-28T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:25:01.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside Work</title><content type='html'>Hey all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an article from a sweet page called InsideWork.  The original source is found here: http://insidework.net/resources/articles/coming-soon-to-the-usa-nontrepreneur-nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite good, and talks more about failure rather than entrepreneurship.  I especially like the response to it that I copied at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="entry-title"&gt;Coming Soon: Nontrepreneur Nation&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;h3 class="entry-subtitle"&gt;How parenting and education are killing American entrepreneurship and innovation&lt;/h3&gt;          &lt;div class="entry-content"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Despite how U.S. students continue to lag far behind those in Singapore, Taiwan, South Korea, Hong Kong, and Japan in math and science and score comparable to European students (&lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.nytimes.com/2007/11/14/education/14students.html?_r=1&amp;oref=login');" href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/11/14/education/14students.html?_r=1&amp;amp;oref=login"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The New York Times&lt;/em&gt;, 11/14/07&lt;/a&gt;), I was never concerned about the welfare of our nation. Even though, for more than a decade, U.S. students typically placed outside the top ten in the Trends in International Mathematics and Science Study (TIMSS).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why wasn’t I worried? The U.S. still leads in the number of patents awarded, in its disproportionate amount of Nobel Prize winners in the sciences, and in the number of entrepreneurial ventures started each year. The U.S. rewards creativity with programs and prizes such as the &lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.macfound.org/site/c.lkLXJ8MQKrH/b.959463/');" href="http://www.macfound.org/site/c.lkLXJ8MQKrH/b.959463/"&gt;MacArthur Fellows Program&lt;/a&gt; and numerous “entrepreneur of the year” awards. Confident about our unique culture and emphasis on creativity and entrepreneurship, I strongly believed that our national innovation engine would continue to lead in technology and entrepreneurship for decades to come.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;However, recently I have begun to feel as though I am on shaky ground, confronting fears of collapse in our city on the hill. The current crop of U.S. students – what should become the next generation of scientists and entrepreneurs – shows strong characteristics that counter the unique culture of innovation on which our country built itself, and our future is at risk.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="more-680"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Evidence of Changing Times&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;Around me, in various circles of my life, I’ve been seeing anecdotal evidence to bolster this concern.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Last week I came back from a college student conference where I serve as an adviser. The conference was started 22 years ago and typically has 500-1000 students attend each year, and I’ve been involved since 1992. Of late, we have recognized a trend among these student organizers, who are ambitious leaders on their campuses. Over the past five years there has been a change in their mentality. &lt;strong&gt;More and more, the student leaders were asking for guidance and hand-holding throughout the effort of organizing this conference.&lt;/strong&gt; This was a strange experience for us, because previously the student organizers wanted more independence, and were pushing our boundaries. Today’s student organizers generally wanted to be told what to do instead of taking their own initiative – while, oddly enough, sometimes a greater degree of pretentiousness and sense of entitlement crop up.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Last year, I was speaking with a friend who is a school administrator in New York City about this trend I noticed. She agreed with my observation. In high schools, she also saw recent changes in students, where they want more guidance and &lt;strong&gt;reveal an increasing fear of failure&lt;/strong&gt;. She recalled one conversation where she was talking with a student about why this student decided not to take Spanish:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;“So why did you decide to not take the class?”&lt;br /&gt;“Because I don’t know Spanish, so I’ll probably fail.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, that’s why you’re supposed to take it, so you can learn something you don’t know.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;My friend told me that these types of conversations with students – where uncertainty and the unknown are avoided rather than confronted – are becoming more common for her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Causes for Declining Entrepreneurship&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;So I began to consider some of the causes for this lack of entrepreneurial spirit among students. I remember raising an eyebrow when in 1996, a few years after I graduated from college, the Educational Testing Service adjusted its scoring because the national average was dropping. A 730 verbal on the old scale would be awarded a perfect 800 on the new scale, and a math score of 780 on the old scale would get 800 on the new scale. Even in today’s new SAT Reasoning Test, a “perfect” isn’t a truly perfect score. I also remember &lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.gradeinflation.com/');" href="http://www.gradeinflation.com/"&gt;grade inflation&lt;/a&gt; starting to happen while I was in college, when some universities began taking “Fs” out of their system. At Harvard in the early 2000s, 90 percent or more of students graduated with honors. And in 2003, &lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.washingtonpost.com/ac2/wp-dyn?pagename=article&amp;contentId=A52648-2003Jan27&amp;notFound=true');" href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/ac2/wp-dyn?pagename=article&amp;amp;contentId=A52648-2003Jan27&amp;amp;notFound=true"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Washington Post&lt;/em&gt;’s Stuart Rojstaczer&lt;/a&gt; noted that fully half of all grades given at Pomona, Duke, Harvard, and Columbia are “As.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In Denise Shekerjian’s book &lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0140109862/insidework-20/');" href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0140109862/insidework-20/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uncommon Genius&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, she searched for the essence of creativity by following 40 winners of the MacArthur Prize (also known as the “genius award”). Some of the key characteristics she chronicled: the Fellows’ ability to take risks, and how they built &lt;em&gt;resiliency&lt;/em&gt;. Resiliency comes from facing your mistakes and failures, and learning that failure is a path to success. Being resilient and able to take risks are characteristics that are also clearly necessary for entrepreneurship, as most successful entrepreneurs have failed at least once. From numerous veterans of Silicon Valley to local hometown entrepreneurs, failure is a badge of honor.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yet for the past decade, we have been conditioning our next generation of would-be leaders, entrepreneurs, and scientists to avoid risks by letting them opt out of classes or exams they might not ace, we’ve been protecting them from failure with grade inflation, and we’ve been inflating their self-worth with scoring adjustments.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And the result? These actions have been destructive to this generation and to our nation. There have been additional adverse effects from this risk-avoidance approach. A 2004 article in &lt;em&gt;Psychology Today&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/psychologytoday.com/articles/pto-20041112-000010.html');" href="http://psychologytoday.com/articles/pto-20041112-000010.html"&gt;A Nation of Wimps&lt;/a&gt;, states that in 1996, anxiety overtook relationship concerns as the major problem cited by students, and The University of Michigan Depression Center estimated that depression affects 15 percent of college students nationwide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just a few weeks ago, I had a conversation with my colleague Dan Wooldridge, a leadership consultant, about the recent entrants from Generation Y into the workplace. He said that companies have had to adjust because this was the first generation parented by “soccer moms” – &lt;strong&gt;every minute of their children’s lives have been scripted and scheduled&lt;/strong&gt; from soccer to piano to church activities to social events.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“The kids are dropped off and picked up and taken to the next event on the schedule. They have not learned how to spontaneously organize or manage themselves, and so when they enter the workplace, they need more instruction, structure, and coddling. Also because their parents have so managed the risks they face and so trying things that might result in failure is absolutely terrifying,” he explained. He continued to state that this group’s strengths are multi-tasking, grew up in diversity, more optimistic than the previous generation, and can be very self-confident.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The parents of this generation have created a competitive frenzy for schooling and an abundance of “high achievers.” At the same time, they have promoted an environment of dependency on a parental figure, which is what I’ve been experiencing first-hand.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote class="pullQuote2 right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our education system and the latest parental practices are threatening the valuable idea that failure and learning from it can lead to success&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today, failure is still accepted in our society. But burgeoning undercurrents from our education system and the latest parental practices are threatening this valuable idea – that failure and learning from it can lead to success – which helps fuel our national innovation engine.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am deeply concerned about the future of innovation and entrepreneurship in our nation, which is so &lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/bernardmoon.blogspot.com/2003/12/its-not-deficit-stupid.html');" href="http://bernardmoon.blogspot.com/2003/12/its-not-deficit-stupid.html"&gt;strongly tied to its economic growth&lt;/a&gt;. To reestablish ourselves, we need a closer examination of our education system – and possibly wholesale changes in testing, grading, and teaching. For every Mark Zuckerberg or Matt Mullenweg who rises up from today’s generation of students, hundreds of thousands of future entrepreneurs, scientists, and leaders are not able to overcome their conditioning of dependency and doubt. My fear is that we are creating a nation of “nontrepreneurs,” and that because of our eroding entrepreneurial spirit we are losing future contributors to not only the U.S., but to the world.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So – Americans, world citizens – what should we do about this?&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;           Posted by &lt;span class="author vcard"&gt;&lt;a class="url fn n" href="http://insidework.net/author/bernard/" title="View all posts by Bernard Moon"&gt;Bernard Moon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  on &lt;a href="http://insidework.net/resources/articles/coming-soon-to-the-usa-nontrepreneur-nation" class="published" title="Permalink to http://insidework.net/resources/articles/coming-soon-to-the-usa-nontrepreneur-nation"&gt;April 21, 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Filed under &lt;a href="http://insidework.net/category/resources/articles" title="View all posts in Articles" rel="category tag"&gt;Articles&lt;/a&gt; and tagged &lt;a href="http://insidework.net/tag/education" rel="tag"&gt;Education&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://insidework.net/tag/entrepreneurship" rel="tag"&gt;Entrepreneurship&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://insidework.net/tag/failure" rel="tag"&gt;Failure&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://insidework.net/tag/startups" rel="tag"&gt;Startups&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bernard, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thanks for the article. This was truly an illuminating read for me. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My answer to your question "what should we do about this?" is that we need to have the older generation who will allow for failure in the younger generation and guide them through failure by helping them see why they failed and how they can grow. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I agree that failure is a necessary ingredient for growth, but simply the experience of failing is not enough. Failure left to itself is very damaging and confusing. If a young person fails and doesn’t know WHY he/she fails, he cannot grow from the experience. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We need to have an older generation who will allow for failure, and then reach out and provide evaluated experience for that failure. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Compassionate, evaluated experience needs to replace dictated experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="comment-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn n"&gt;Mike Cain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="comment-meta"&gt;wrote this on &lt;a href="http://insidework.net/resources/articles/coming-soon-to-the-usa-nontrepreneur-nation#comment-500" title="Permalink to this comment"&gt;May 12, 2008 at 12:07 am&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/9201703820467917540-3224247749345474760?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/3224247749345474760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=3224247749345474760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3224247749345474760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/3224247749345474760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/05/inside-work.html' title='Inside Work'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201703820467917540.post-434816236801848526</id><published>2008-05-05T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T09:52:55.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace.  Eph. 4:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Random thoughts on unity:&lt;br /&gt;- Without the Spirit there is no unity&lt;br /&gt;- Unity for the sake of unity is an intangible dream.  Because there is no concrete example of perfect unity for every situation there will always be room between where we are and where we want to be.&lt;br /&gt;- Critical minds take said gap and inflate it exponentially&lt;br /&gt;- Thankful minds look at the blessings and encouragement which God has grown in the unified group.&lt;br /&gt;- Vision is essential for unity.  A compelling vision that members of the group desire to run as hard as possible towards, dragging, coxing, or carrying all other members towards.  Running with such a force that to look left or right long enough to criticize the limp in another's step is out of the question; one can only look straight ahead.&lt;br /&gt;- The most common visions I've seen unite men is the desire to protect and honor women, the desire to serve other men, and the desire to run hard after God together. &lt;br /&gt;- Things in my class which have aided vision and ultimately group unity are:&lt;br /&gt;    -- Praying together as a class&lt;br /&gt;    -- Praying consistently with another member of the class&lt;br /&gt;    -- Preparing dinner for women in the ministry&lt;br /&gt;    -- Serving common causes in small groups.  Examples: widow, impoverish Mexican families, etc.&lt;br /&gt;    -- Taking time to encourage each other in a group setting, through letters, gifts, or quality time together&lt;br /&gt;    -- Taking communion together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest friends I have now are the ones who, in twenty years, I will be just as excited to hear how they are still chasing after the common vision of loving God and making him know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two things I feel I understand less about every year.  One of which is how to get other people excited about a common idea or vision, and best spur each other on towards love and good deeds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201703820467917540-434816236801848526?l=ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/feeds/434816236801848526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201703820467917540&amp;postID=434816236801848526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/434816236801848526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201703820467917540/posts/default/434816236801848526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ryan-mullarkey.blogspot.com/2008/05/unity.html' title='Unity'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16319282807259312962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NQ6qsHq3s_U/SeI8yQXcKjI/AAAAAAAAB2c/GB4ZUV1TTSg/S220/n10109120_42037105_6047442.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
