<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482</id><updated>2009-12-24T16:01:49.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leading Influence Ministries</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts and Insights, Updates and Info on the growth, development and ministry of Leading Influence Ministries.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>333</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-3038180043379218926</id><published>2009-12-24T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T08:25:28.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's It.... I'm calling Santa....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Barb and I went to Walmart last night.&amp;nbsp; It was everything you might&amp;nbsp;expect it to be on Dec&amp;nbsp;23.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Apart from a few elbows and&amp;nbsp;eye pokes, we&amp;nbsp;escaped relatively unscathed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As we were leaving, a little boy was having a bit of a melt down outside the front door.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;His mom was exasparated.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;His mom, &amp;nbsp;trying to gain control of the situation,&amp;nbsp;pulled out her cell phone and said 'That's it... I'm calling Santa...'&amp;nbsp;As you can imagine, the added stress for the little guy, put him&amp;nbsp;over the brink and he completely lost it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;What had been a mild disturbance became a full blown scene that caused heads to turn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The little guy began to scream 'NO!!!!' at the top of his lungs. Mom's only response was... 'Okay, Okay ... I'm putting away the phone, I'm putting away the phone....'&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes things don't turn out the way you plannned, but they give people great blogging ideas.&amp;nbsp; This is one of those times....&amp;nbsp; I've been thinking about Santa ever since then and have come to the conclusion that he's really a rather fickle fellow.&amp;nbsp; Think about it.&amp;nbsp; Santa is entirely performance based.&amp;nbsp; If you're good, you're on his list.&amp;nbsp; If you're not good, you get dropped like&amp;nbsp;a hot potato.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes he just doesn't show up, other times, he adds insult to injury&amp;nbsp;and gives you a lump of coal in your stocking.&amp;nbsp; Sound kind of mean if you stop and think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I think that the worst thing about Santa is that he's a poser.&amp;nbsp; He's worked very hard to position himself as the central character of Christmas, but everything he represents is contrary to what Christmas is really all about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Without getting preachy, here's something for you to think about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Santa appears once a year.&amp;nbsp; Jesus is with us every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Santa only shows up when you meet his criteria.&amp;nbsp; Jesus does not treat us as we deserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Santa comes into your chimney.&amp;nbsp; Jesus changes your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Santa says 'Ho, Ho, Ho' Merry Christmas.&amp;nbsp; Jesus says 'I am the way. The truth and the Life'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Threatening to call Santa on a cell phone freaks kids out.&amp;nbsp; Telling your kids that you are going to talk to Jesus calms the down.&amp;nbsp; AND.... .&amp;nbsp; You can talk to Jesus for free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Have a great Christmas everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-3038180043379218926?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/3038180043379218926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=3038180043379218926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/3038180043379218926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/3038180043379218926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/12/thats-it-im-calling-santa.html' title='That&apos;s It.... I&apos;m calling Santa....'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-4173583564262360575</id><published>2009-12-18T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T07:33:02.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s not hard to tell it’s Christmas which means it’s time to recount our journey over the past 12 months. Last January we attended MissionsFest in Vancouver as Exhibitors. It was a great opportunity for us to meet partners and expand our ministry network. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Our goal was to solicit support for our Prayer Initiative during the Provincial Election. We gave away hundreds of PrayBC mugs and gained many email addresses that helped us build the largest prayer network in BC. By the time we were done, we had over 2000 people committed to participate with us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In February the Legislature was recalled for the Spring Session. Election Fever was in the air and it spiked most afternoons during Question Period. We also held our annual MLA Prayer Breakfast in February with an excellent response from MLA’s. Our speaker was Mark Buchanan from Duncan. He did an excellent job for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;March included some travel time and generally just getting ready for the election campaign that would happen through April and early May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The election was called in early April and PrayBC kicked into high gear. For every day of the campaign we sent out a daily email to all of our prayer partners. On most days, over 2000 people opened our email and prayed along with us. Through the election, we held provincial conference calls that were also very well supported. We believe that in the last year PrayBC has become the largest Prayer Network in British Columbia. PrayBC continues to be a vital part of what we do by providing prayer support for MLA’s on a rotating basis.&amp;nbsp; You can join our prayer network by &lt;a href="http://praybc.blogspot.com/"&gt;clicking here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In June, Tim attended the swearing in of the Cabinet and was able to connect with many of the newly appointed ministers. It was an important day for the ministry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;July and most of August was spent in ministry travel. On August 25th we celebrated another significant ministry first by leading a prayer gathering on the lawn of the Legislature during the Throne Speech. Mixed in with the protestors were many prayer walkers who had come to seek God’s blessing on the new government and the new session. You can see a video presentation of the event on YouTube by searching PrayBC. It was a powerful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The August start date resulted in the longest fall session in recent memory. During this session, we met many of the new MLA’s and reconnected with those who were re-elected. It has been an exciting privilege to pray with Ministers and members in their offices and to connect with staff and others as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We held our first ever 'Nation Builder' Fundraising Breakfast in October.&amp;nbsp; It was a great success and we are already making plans for our next event in April of 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Our most exciting news out of the current session is that we’ve begun a regular weekly prayer time for MLA’s. We are thrilled to have established this weekly group and look forward to many more joining us as we continue to move forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We are so grateful to God and our partners for their faithfulness.&amp;nbsp; Two years ago we had many hopes and dreams.&amp;nbsp; By God's grace and your generosity we have seen some of those hopes and dreams become reality!&amp;nbsp;Our vision continues to be large and we look forward to what God has in store for us in 2010.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for standing with us and believing in us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-4173583564262360575?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/4173583564262360575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=4173583564262360575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/4173583564262360575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/4173583564262360575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-in-review.html' title='2009 in Review'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-4717410977363329568</id><published>2009-12-17T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:19:55.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Out The Real Meaning Of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sK5qujAxe_I/Syp1pJ8TFrI/AAAAAAAAAss/owjtmz6g6aQ/s1600-h/ken%20and%20evie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sK5qujAxe_I/Syp1pJ8TFrI/AAAAAAAAAss/owjtmz6g6aQ/s320/ken%20and%20evie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Some say you pick your friends but are stuck with your relatives.&amp;nbsp; I am so proud to count Ken and Evie and their family as relatives that I would gladly choose as friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Thirty-four years ago, in the Christmas of the year they had their first child, Ken and Evie Hauser had the idea to leave their home in the suburbs and go downtown for the weekend. They would have dinner, spend the night in a hotel and, while they were there, hand out a few things to the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;For Ken, the visit downtown harkened to his past. When he was a boy, his father would take him to the Downtown Eastside every Wednesday night to the Gospel Mission, where they would help out. Ken's charitable impulse had been bred into him early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"So we bundled up the baby that first year," Ken said, "and took the bus downtown. It was so long ago, I can't even remember what we gave out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The years passed. The Hauser family grew. There was a second child, and a third child and a fourth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And as the family grew, so did the annual Christmas trip. Each child meant another conscript for the weekend outing, and each was incorporated into it in his or her turn. And as Ken's father had taught him the worth of giving, so he and Evie taught their children. They took to the streets as a family, and the things they carried with them and gave away grew as they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"We'd make up some sandwiches and take those down," Ken said, "and we'd hand out things like gloves and socks and good warm coats. Most of the clothing was our own used clothing, but they were never throwaways. We always made sure that it was clothing that was in good shape and that we could still wear it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;There were lean years. Ken worked in a construction firm, and in the recession of the early 1980s, his firm declared bankruptcy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"We knew charity then ourselves," Ken said. "There would be the knock on the door at night, and the boxes of food left on the front porch, because we would have trouble feeding our own kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"But I had a wife who loved and supported me, and my children, and my faith, and even though we were going through bankruptcy I found out that money is not all that it is supposed to be. Yes, you need it and yes, it puts food on the table. But we found out that our wealth was in other things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The Hausers kept up the annual Christmas trip downtown even then. His kids especially enjoyed it, he said, and looked forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"There was this older couple I remember, and they would dress up as Santa Claus and Mrs. Claus, and they had a dog named Radar. They were needy, I suppose, but the kids loved them, and while other kids would be in the department stores waiting to sit on Santa's knee, our kids would be looking forward to seeing this couple out on the street."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As the years passed, Ken and Evie's kids grew up and got married, and they had kids of their own. Now, Ken and Evie have six grandchildren, and they, too, have joined the annual Christmas trip downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Of all of this -- the annual trip, the charitable acts, the kids' and grandkids' involvement -- I learned none of it from Ken. He appears to be the kind of man who curdles at self-aggrandizement and whose personal code of conduct dictates that charitable acts are done and not seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But those charitable acts were seen by a friend of the Hausers last weekend, when the family did their annual trip. In an e-mail to me, the friend wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"Last Saturday my husband and I were having breakfast (downtown) when all of a sudden we spied the whole Hauser family laden down with bags full of goodies, bundled up with grandkids in tow heading down the street to find the homeless. The smiles and energy radiating from them was noticeable from far away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She suggested I talk to this "remarkable family" and do a story on them, but when I phoned Ken, he was reluctant to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"It's not a huge thing," he said, of the annual trip, "and we don't like to think of it as a huge thing. It's just something we like to do as a family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But his grandkids had come to love it, too, he said, and they were learning, as his own children had, the charitable impulse that he had learned as a boy. They looked forward to the weekend all year, he said, and the older grandkids had started volunteering in the soup kitchens at their churches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"I think we try to teach them that Christmas is more than just about getting gifts; it's about giving, too. But listen," he said, "if you're going to write this, I don't want this to be about us. If somebody through this can be inspired to go down and help out, that'll be enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This last weekend went well, he said. He and the family spent some of Friday night on the streets, and all of Saturday, and some of Sunday morning. Almost always, he said, the people he meets and talks to are appreciative. This year, they gave out things like Tim Horton's gift cards, and bags of chips, and mandarin oranges, and clothes. In the tougher areas of the Downtown Eastside, like dark alleyways, only he and his boys would venture down them, but even there, he said, they never ran into trouble. He had given out shoes to men who were barefoot, and socks to a man wearing nothing but plastic bags on his feet and gloves to men whose hands were raw with cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"And there was this young girl last year who really affected me. She was sitting on the sidewalk in the cold, and I asked her if she was okay, and if she had a home to go to, and she said, 'I can't go home.' And I asked her why, and she said because her father abused her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;At this point in our conversation, Ken started to cry as he told this, and he excused himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"I'm sorry," he said, "but as a father, it just tears me apart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This year, he said, he and Evie had talked about not doing the trip, because the recession had been tough on the construction business. And treating the whole family to dinner out and putting them up for a weekend at the Wall Centre was a big bill -- although the hotel, in its own act of kindness, had been discounting their rooms since they found out why the Hausers were staying downtown. ( "I think we must be the only guests that arrive at the Wall Centre with plastic garbage bags filled with stuff," Ken said.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But they decided to bite the bullet, Ken said, because money spent on the family and on helping those who needed it was money better spent than on any financial investment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I asked him what it cost him to do it all, and he told me, and I said that he must be fairly well off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"I am," he said, and then he said he was talking about the riches his family and faith brought him, not his bank account.&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/25172482-4717410977363329568?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/4717410977363329568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=4717410977363329568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/4717410977363329568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/4717410977363329568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/12/living-out-real-meaning-of-christmas.html' title='Living Out The Real Meaning Of Christmas'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sK5qujAxe_I/Syp1pJ8TFrI/AAAAAAAAAss/owjtmz6g6aQ/s72-c/ken%20and%20evie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-7688833664575406442</id><published>2009-12-15T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T07:35:05.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Never Snows In Victoria, Except When It Does, Every Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;From today's Times Colonist.&amp;nbsp; I hope you enjoy it as much as&amp;nbsp;I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;By Jack Knox, Times ColonistDecember 15, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Two o'clock yesterday afternoon. I approach the editor, clear my throat: "After much soul-searching, I have decided to take an indefinite break from professional newspapering. I need to focus my attention on being a better husband, father and person."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Pardon?" she says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Like Tiger Woods, I am leaving work to save my family. I apologize for my indiscretions."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"You?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I nodded my head vigorously. "Got 'em stacked up like cordwood. One affair she might have forgiven. Two, three, four, I'm still good. But once you hit double digits, some women get testy. I better go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"So what you're saying," says the boss, "is you're going home early to beat the snow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, yes, now that you mention it, it would be nice to get off the roads before the flakes start falling faster than Tiger's reputation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is how Victorians react to even the slightest threat of snow: Bolt for home in time for Oprah/the early game on TSN. Just a hint of white in the sky, and the entire city goes to voicemail. By 4 p.m. the Malahat looks like France in 1940, the highway choked with ox carts and refugees fleeing the advancing horror. The Q dumps classic rock, just plays the theme music to Exodus, over and over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thankfully, it never snows in Victoria, except when it does, every single winter, much to the amusement of the rest of the country. The rest of Canada enjoys a West Coast snowfall the way the Brits enjoy watching Princess Anne fall off a horse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-7688833664575406442?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/7688833664575406442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=7688833664575406442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/7688833664575406442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/7688833664575406442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-never-snows-in-victoria-except-when.html' title='It Never Snows In Victoria, Except When It Does, Every Year'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-5489844918882695491</id><published>2009-12-14T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T12:51:09.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaplaincy Cutbacks in Fraser Health Authority</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I received an email today regarding the chaplain and social worker cutbacks in the FHA today.&amp;nbsp; According to the article that I read in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bclocalnews.com/fraser_valley/abbynews/news/78182572.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;AbbyNews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;, 12 hospital based chaplains and 15 social worker positions will be cut.&amp;nbsp; I'd like to address the cuts to chaplaincy services.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am a believer in the value of pastoral/chaplaincy ministry in hospital situations.&amp;nbsp; There's no doubt that good spiritual/emotional support in this setting contributes to the health and recovery of patients who are open to receive it.&amp;nbsp; I am also a realist and recognize that given the choice between a chaplain's position or an ER or Surgical nurse, the vast majority of the population will choose nurses.&amp;nbsp; We live in&amp;nbsp;challenging economic times and while I would prefer something different, in this case I understand why this decision has to be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Some of the&amp;nbsp;most creative and successful approaches&amp;nbsp;have arisen during&amp;nbsp;some of the most difficult seasons.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;see an opportunity for faith based groups and individuals who are concerned about these particular cuts to become proactive and provide a creative solution to the situation.&amp;nbsp; Several years ago, the IHA made similar cuts to chaplaincy positions in Kamloops.&amp;nbsp; In that particular situation, a local MLA took leadership and raised the necessary resources to provide for chaplaincy services at RIH.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The region served by the FHA is home to BC's largest churches and because of population alone, has more church groups than anywhere else in the province.&amp;nbsp; While it's not fair to look at the largest churches alone and expect them to shoulder the financial burden, it is realistic to look to the church community as a whole to consider finding a way to creatively fund this important area of ministry.&amp;nbsp; We, more than anyone else should be committed to seeing these positions continue and if necessary, find the ways and means to properly resource them through our own efforts.&amp;nbsp; I realize this a departure from expecting government and health authorities to fund this&amp;nbsp;through tax dollars, but perhaps this is also a way for the church to provide leadership within our communities and to be a blessing to caregivers and patients alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'm calling on denominational leaders, pastors and&amp;nbsp;churches&amp;nbsp;to give serious consideration to finding a creative way to serve the people of the FHA through ensuring the continuation of these services.&amp;nbsp; It's time to put our faith to work and ensure that chaplaincy services continue within the FHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-5489844918882695491?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/5489844918882695491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=5489844918882695491' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/5489844918882695491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/5489844918882695491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/12/chaplaincy-cutbacks-in-fraser-health.html' title='Chaplaincy Cutbacks in Fraser Health Authority'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-6655660718239978598</id><published>2009-12-03T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T20:12:49.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordinary People.  Extraordinary God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love what God does in the midst of our ordinary moments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I can’t help but think about how God invades the ordinary in the lives of the key characters in the Christmas story. Mary was just a young woman in love with a carpenter named Joseph. She was busy making wedding plans when her ordinary routine was interrupted by an angel. Joseph’s ordinary sleep was interrupted by what he thought was a dream. The magi’s study of the stars was interrupted by strange sign. Zechariah’s priestly routine was interrupted by an appearance by Gabriel, Simeon and Anna were faithful saints who were interrupted by the appearance of the Messiah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;God is the perfect Interrupter. He is a master at interrupting our ordinary so that we can be a part of the extraordinary thing that He is doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I’ve come to believe two things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. God is constantly working on fulfilling His perfect plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We know that He is constantly working out everything for our highest good. It’s what He promises He will do. He’s also doing the same thing for everyone else who loves him and is called according to his purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. He wants you and me to be a part of that plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I heard someone pray something like this today. ‘God we know we can do nothing without you and that You do nothing without us.’ I think that’s a profound spiritual truth. Christmas would not have happened unless ordinary people said yes to an extraordinary God and His outrageous plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I’m convinced that God interrupts our lives more often than we realize. They key for you and me is to shift our thinking from expecting angelic announcements and to simply learn to read the signals. His interruptions come in spontaneous thoughts, in unusual circumstances and through ‘God moments’ when He puts people in our path who are ready to receive His love and grace. Watch for them and enjoy the interruptions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-6655660718239978598?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/6655660718239978598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=6655660718239978598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/6655660718239978598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/6655660718239978598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/12/ordinary-people-extraordinary-god.html' title='Ordinary People.  Extraordinary God'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-6166509720866221857</id><published>2009-11-07T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T21:46:47.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clutter Busting....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've been helping a&amp;nbsp;church where I served as Youth Pastor 20 years ago.&amp;nbsp; Their pastor has resigned and they needed someone to help them through this transitional period and I was both interested and available so we are going on a journey together.&amp;nbsp; It's been an interesting experience.&amp;nbsp; A lot has changed over 20 years for everyone.&amp;nbsp; The church is smaller and older than it was 20 years ago.&amp;nbsp; I am larger&amp;nbsp;than I was 20 years ago... but like everyone else, I'm also 20 years older which puts me in a very different place than the last time I was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We did something today that I think was very symbolic.&amp;nbsp; We threw away 20 years of accumulated 'stuff'.&amp;nbsp; Some would say 'junk'....&amp;nbsp; 5 or 6 truckloads left the building today.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was exciting.&amp;nbsp; 20 people spent the morning working, laughing and just chucking stuff out.&amp;nbsp; Never have so many been so happy to throw away so many things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;While that's exciting, especially if you are a 'clutter buster', what's more exciting in my mind is the very significant break from the past.&amp;nbsp; Without exaggeration, I threw away things that were saved from when I was on staff there!!&amp;nbsp; We laughed more than a few times about what we were finding as we worked our way through shelves, boxes and closets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know how it is for you, but there are times, (like now) when I look at my life and see the definite need for some serious 'clutter busting' to take place.&amp;nbsp; I don't intentionally set out for things to get complicated or to pack needless baggage along the way.&amp;nbsp; It just happens, and it happens for a lot of reasons, some of which are more valid than others.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are some huge temptations in clutter busting.&amp;nbsp; The biggest is to want to clear the clutter in someone else's life.&amp;nbsp; The best way to handle that just might be to remember the words of Jesus when he told us to take the beam out of our own eye before worrying about the speck in our brothers eye.&amp;nbsp; He's right (again...)&amp;nbsp; Simply put, it's not your business to be messing with someone else's clutter.&amp;nbsp; Get your own stuff in order and keep it that way.&amp;nbsp; At least that's the lesson I'll be working on over the next few weeks....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-6166509720866221857?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/6166509720866221857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=6166509720866221857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/6166509720866221857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/6166509720866221857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/11/clutter-busting.html' title='Clutter Busting....'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-5626402942277794607</id><published>2009-10-27T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:27:35.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting the church ready for Richard Dawkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I got an email today asking me if my church was ready for Richard Dawkins. This caught my attention, mostly because I don't pastor a church. The email really made me laugh.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dawkins is an evolutionary fundamentalist. He is as extreme and narrow minded about evolution as some of our more 'narrow' Christian brothers. In my mind that takes a lot more faith (albeit misguided...) than what it takes to embrace a Creationist view of the beginning. (If this statement sparks the desire to debate the origins of the earth, feel free to do it with someone else, I don't have the time...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The email said that churches should be ready to teach against the evils of evolution because Dawkins was going on a tour to mark the 150th anniversary of Darwin's death and that he would be promoting Darwin's theory of evolution. For what it's worth, my first thought is that Darwin knew the truth about evolution and Genesis within a nanosecond of his death. It's too bad we can't get his thoughts on evolution after 150 years of experiencing wherever he finds himself spending eternity. I'm confident that Richard Dawkins would be abandoning evolutionary fundamentalism in a heartbeat if he was able to hear what Darwin had to say today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My other thought, was 'Richard Dawkins is coming to church?' Wow! That's really amazing! I hope he visits a life giving church where he can encounter God's presence, love and power.&amp;nbsp; It would be a good thing for him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've come to a place in my life where nothing is impossible for God. If he wants to move on the heart of an unbelieving Richard Dawkins and bring him to church on Sunday, my expectation is that Dawkins will leave a believer in the ONE who spoke creation into existence in microseconds. Now that would really shake things up wouldn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I continue to be puzzled by the way we respond to people who disagree with our faith. Why would we warn people about Dawkins and his teaching when the bible tells us that our battle isn't against flesh and blood. Wouldn't it make more sense just to pray that God would do something very Sovereign and powerful that would result in something very profound happening in Dawkins life? That might prove to be far more faith based than whatever it is I'm supposed to do because 'he's coming'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I hope Dawkins makes it to your church and that when he gets there, he encounters the power and wonder of the living God!! Sort of like Saul on the road to Damascus.... Wouldn't that be interesting???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-5626402942277794607?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/5626402942277794607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=5626402942277794607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/5626402942277794607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/5626402942277794607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/10/getting-church-ready-for-richard.html' title='Getting the church ready for Richard Dawkins'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-131028390376235786</id><published>2009-10-08T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T18:06:44.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock, Knock...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I had the funniest thing happen to me at the Legislature today. I was visiting with a new member. We've been talking about connecting for some time, so I was looking forward to getting together. I arrived a few minutes early, he took me too his office and we started to get to know each other. About 15 minutes into our visit, there was a knock at the door. When he opened his office door, two special constables were standing there, accompanied by two very nervous looking staff members. They announced that they had an alarm coming from the office and wanted to be let inside.&amp;nbsp; The member responded that he hadn't pushed an alarm button and wasn't in any danger.&amp;nbsp; It turns out that the 'laptop lock' that he thought he was playing&amp;nbsp;with actually sent&amp;nbsp;an alarm call&amp;nbsp;down to the security office. So... after a quick lesson on how to use the security button, the constables left and we were able to return to our visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After they left we had a good laugh and then prayed together.&amp;nbsp; When I went back to the office to turn in my security pass, the constable who visited the office met my rather sheepish look with a big grin and chuckle!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Every day at the Legislature is an adventure....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-131028390376235786?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/131028390376235786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=131028390376235786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/131028390376235786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/131028390376235786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/10/knock-knock.html' title='Knock, Knock...'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-356054255432612428</id><published>2009-09-20T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:48:36.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Protests, Petitions and the Need for Good Government</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm beginning to see something very interesting in the current political climate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's safe to say that it's a very different world at the Legislature than what it's been for the past 2 years.&amp;nbsp; The atmosphere is completely different than what I expected.&amp;nbsp; I assumed the rhetoric would die down and things would 'simmer' rather than boil.&amp;nbsp; I was very wrong....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The Government has been forced to make some difficult and extremely unpopular decisions due to the current economic situation.&amp;nbsp; The Opposition has no end of material for Question Period, the ensuing media scrums and the radio talk shows.&amp;nbsp; I don't necessarily think this is a bad thing.&amp;nbsp; In fact, if you can see past the bluster, desk thumping and heckling (all part of our political system....) this may well be the best thing that can happen in our province.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A strong and effective opposition is the key to good government.&amp;nbsp; While it's true that the Government has a majority and will likely vote according to policy and platform, the awareness of unhappy and dissatisfied voters will undoubtedly give them cause for sober reflection, especially if the Opposition is successful in providing effective resistance on key initiatives.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;During the election, we prayed that God would give us leaders of His choosing who would provide good and effective government for us.&amp;nbsp; While the government's decisions have been somewhat surprising and unexpected, I'm starting to see that God is using a host of circumstances to provide exactly what we&amp;nbsp;asked for.&amp;nbsp; We need a strong Opposition who will ensure that the effect of Government decisions and actions is in the public eye.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In the midst of this new political atmosphere, we have a responsibility before God for those who have been elected to lead.&amp;nbsp; It would be easy to be caught up in the anger that is being directed at the government, but it is neither becoming nor fruitful. Disagree if you choose, but understand that our greatest effectiveness comes as we make petitions rather than signing them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The fact is that our leaders on both sides of the Legislature need someone praying for them and encouraging them NOW more than ever.&amp;nbsp; We need to rise to the occasion as never before to stand in the gap on behalf of those making the most significant decisions in our province in a generation.&amp;nbsp; Call your MLA and tell him/her that you are praying for them.&amp;nbsp; I promise you, they will be grateful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-356054255432612428?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/356054255432612428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=356054255432612428' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/356054255432612428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/356054255432612428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/09/protests-petitions-and-need-for-good.html' title='Protests, Petitions and the Need for Good Government'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-1596732519480643502</id><published>2009-09-01T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T08:17:21.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roll Away The Stone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Picture this for a moment.&amp;nbsp; Someone you love dies unexpectedly.&amp;nbsp; Your best friend shows up 4 days later having missed final goodbye's and the funeral.&amp;nbsp; You take him to the grave side where he begins to weep and then...&amp;nbsp; He says .... 'Dig him up'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A bit taken aback, you turn and say 'Seriously?&amp;nbsp; You know he's been dead for 4 days and&amp;nbsp;it's not going to be pretty...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Dig him up!' your Friend replies, 'I want to show you something...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If you didn't know that it really happened with Jesus, you would be just as likely to be repulsed&amp;nbsp;at the brash and&amp;nbsp;crude request.&amp;nbsp; Most of us would have walked away in&amp;nbsp;shock and disgust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've been thinking about the story of Lazarus recently and I'm seeing something that I've never seen before.&amp;nbsp; I am seeing Lazarus as a&amp;nbsp;metaphor.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lazarus&amp;nbsp;represents something that is common to all of us.&amp;nbsp; He represents&amp;nbsp;the disappointment of his sisters.&amp;nbsp; They weren't disappointed in Lazarus, but in&amp;nbsp;Jesus, in his&amp;nbsp;passing and in&amp;nbsp;his&amp;nbsp;lost future.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lazarus&amp;nbsp;represents embarassment.&amp;nbsp; How could they face their friends&amp;nbsp;who all knew that&amp;nbsp;they had expected Jesus to help&amp;nbsp;only to&amp;nbsp;experience&amp;nbsp;something different. They believed, but&amp;nbsp; Jesus was absent when they needed him most.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lazarus could even represent their despair.&amp;nbsp; It's reasonable to assume that&amp;nbsp;since they were both unmarried&amp;nbsp;that the three of them lived together and Lazarus was&amp;nbsp;taking&amp;nbsp;responsiblity to care for his sisters.&amp;nbsp; Now suddenly and unexpectedly, their future was at stake as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What do you do with your&amp;nbsp;disappointments,&amp;nbsp;embarassments and fear?&amp;nbsp; Mary and Martha wrapped theirs up in grave clothes and spices, placed them in a tomb and rolled a large&amp;nbsp;stone in front of it.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;think we do the same...&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp;take our disappointments, despair, pain and embarassments and hide them deep inside&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;cave&amp;nbsp;somewhere in the recesses of our&amp;nbsp;lives, cover them over with a rock and move on with our lives desperately hoping that we can leave them behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Every so often, on His timetable rather than ours, Jesus shows up at the places where we've buried our 'stuff' and asks us to roll away the stone.&amp;nbsp; I think He comes often and with intent because what's buried behind the stone&amp;nbsp;holds incredible potential and possibility.&amp;nbsp; God sees value in what we've buried behind the rock and He wants to redeem it in our lives.&amp;nbsp; That can only happen when we respond in trust and obedience.&amp;nbsp; Rolling the stone away is the first step in experiencing God's work in our lives.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Stop and listen today.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps Jesus is whispering 'Roll away the stone...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-1596732519480643502?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/1596732519480643502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=1596732519480643502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/1596732519480643502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/1596732519480643502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/09/roll-away-stone.html' title='Roll Away The Stone...'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-521087985587281570</id><published>2009-08-04T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T15:26:19.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready for The Fall Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Getting ready for the Fall Session &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The government has anounced that the Legislature will resume on August 25 with a Speech From the Throne, followed by a Budget Speech on September 1. This is an unusually early start to the session and will undoubtedly be a very challenging one as the government seeks to address the current economic situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The new session is also an exciting one for us as a ministry as this is the first time that we have been in place when a new Parlaiment has come together.&amp;nbsp; We've been successful in laying a stable ministry foundation over the last two years and are able to move forward with some exciting ministry plans.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We are currently preparing to launch a regularly scheduled devotional meeting for members at their request.&amp;nbsp; In general this will simply be a gathering for those who would like to receive spiritual encouragement and pray together on an ongoing basis.&amp;nbsp; As with everything we do, it will be non-partisan and designed to be supportive and encouraging for those who will come.&amp;nbsp; This comes at the request of several members and represents a major step forward for us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Our second initiative is in it's infancy but also represents some exciting steps forward.&amp;nbsp; Several members of our core prayer team have developed what we are calling a 'Prayer Tour' of the Legislative Precinct.&amp;nbsp; The vision is to use the points of interest as catalysts to prayer along specific themes.&amp;nbsp; I'm very excited about what they have put together and think it will pay tremendous dividends as we begin to use the ministry tool.&amp;nbsp; Soon, we will be able to invite teams to Victoria to visit the Legislature, go on a prayer tour and&amp;nbsp;spend a day or two with us.&amp;nbsp; Our plans are still in development, but we wanted you to know about what we are doing so that you can make plans to join us at some point in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-521087985587281570?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/521087985587281570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=521087985587281570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/521087985587281570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/521087985587281570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-ready-for-fall-session.html' title='Getting Ready for The Fall Session'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-7067754645769722844</id><published>2009-07-28T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T07:48:40.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NB Paper Apologizes to PM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A few weeks ago, I wrote about the PM taking communion at Romeo Leblanc's funeral.&amp;nbsp; It turns out that the story originally published by the Saint John Telegraph Journal was inaccurate.&amp;nbsp; Here's the story on the apology from the same paper in today's Victoria Times Colonist.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully the apologies will reach the same level of zeal as those who were telling the story the first time around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A New Brunswick daily newspaper issued a front-page apology Tuesday for a July 8 story that claimed the prime minister pocketed a communion wafer during the state funeral for former governor general Romeo LeBlanc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The Saint John Telegraph-Journal apologized to Prime Minister Stephen Harper for the story which the newspaper said “was inaccurate and should not have been published.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The story created a national controversy that lasted for several days while Harper was attending a G8 gathering in Italy and preparing to meet the Pope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“There was no credible support for these statements of fact at the time this article was published, nor is the Telegraph-Journal aware of any credible support for these statements now,” said the apology. “The Telegraph-Journal sincerely apologizes to the prime minister for the harm that this inaccurate story has caused.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The newspaper also apologized to the two reporters whose bylines appeared above the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“Our reporters Rob Linke and Adam Huras, who wrote the story reporting on the funeral, did not include these statements in the version of the story that they wrote. In the editing process, these statements were added without the knowledge of the reporters and without any credible support for them,” said the apology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The story said that a senior Roman Catholic priest had demanded that Harper's office explain what happened to the communion wafer which was handed to the prime minister during the state funeral. The story also described video footage that showed the prime minister taking the wafer, but cut away before Harper was seen consuming it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Telegraph-Journal newsroom employee who answered the phone said “no one will be talking” about the issue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;An aide to publisher Jamie Irving said there would be “no comment.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-7067754645769722844?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/7067754645769722844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=7067754645769722844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/7067754645769722844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/7067754645769722844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/07/nb-paper-apologizes-to-pm.html' title='NB Paper Apologizes to PM'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-3754232529049482408</id><published>2009-07-27T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:04:11.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responding to the Giants - Part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;David&amp;nbsp;was unique to everyone else in all of Israel, even though most people didn't recognize it.&amp;nbsp; David was the anointed successor to the throne of Israel.&amp;nbsp; He was the person God had chosen to serve, lead and deliver Israel.&amp;nbsp; The interesting thing is that unlike Saul, David walked in humility.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The anointing had not gone to his head and so it remained on his life.&amp;nbsp; Because he had been anointed king, David was the only person with the authority and responsibility to deal with Goliath.&amp;nbsp; While he had yet to take his&amp;nbsp;place on the throne, David knew WHO he was and WHAT God had called him to do.&amp;nbsp; It was this confidence in his anointing and subsequent identity that caused him to respond the way he did.&amp;nbsp; David knew that the destiny of the nation was at stake and that God would use him to defeat Goliath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We can only&amp;nbsp;deal effectively&amp;nbsp;with the giants in our lives, our homes, cities and nation when we are confident in our identity, mission and and anointing.&amp;nbsp; When we are unsure of who we are in Christ and where we stand we become subject to the taunting and intimidation of the giants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love David's question to the army and his brothers.&amp;nbsp; "Who is this uncircumcised Philistine that he should defy the armies of God?"&amp;nbsp; David is not being cocky or arrogant.&amp;nbsp; He is speaking with a clear understanding of his identity and his role.&amp;nbsp; His question came from a place of authority.&amp;nbsp; It's no different than what you might say if you came home and found an intruder in your house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What happens next is fascinating.&amp;nbsp; David is quickly taken to Saul where he makes the same statement.&amp;nbsp; Saul, who is desperate for a soldier does his best to convince his only willing candidate to avoid going to battle.&amp;nbsp; David's response is very revealing.&amp;nbsp; Your servant has been caring for his father's sheep ...&amp;nbsp; It seems to me that the little things are always very important in God's eyes.&amp;nbsp; Doing a good job as a shepherd qualifies you for giant killing.&amp;nbsp; It's because God uses the small things to prepare us for big things.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;David's second statement is equally interesting.&amp;nbsp; 'Whenever a lion or bear steals one of the lambs, I go after it with a club, grab it by the jaw and kill it.&amp;nbsp; The Lord has protected me from the lion and the bear and He will help me defeat this uncircumcised Philistine.&amp;nbsp; (paraphrase mine...)&amp;nbsp; David had confidence in God's ability to help him and protect him.&amp;nbsp; Again, God uses the little things to teach us about the big things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Think about what David said about the lion and the bear.&amp;nbsp; 'I go after it with a club.'&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I think it's interesting that he doesn't use a sling, spear or bow and arrow. The club requires close contact.&amp;nbsp; After he hits it and rescues the lamb he proceeds to grab the lion or bear by the jaw.&amp;nbsp; For those of you who live in bear country, my advice is 'DON'T TRY THIS AT HOME!' Yet, this is part of what qualified him to defeat Goliath.&amp;nbsp; He learned to go to the most vulnerable place of the predator and defeat him there.&amp;nbsp; I think there's&amp;nbsp;a powerful lesson of faith here.&amp;nbsp; The most dangerous place for us is also the most vulnerable place for the enemy because it's where our faith is put to work.&amp;nbsp; I'm convinced that God is more interested in our daring steps in response to His promises than He is in our multiple safety nets designed to ensure that our assets are always protected.&amp;nbsp; It might be that we don't know how to slay giants because we aren't very good at going after the lion and the bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-3754232529049482408?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/3754232529049482408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=3754232529049482408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/3754232529049482408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/3754232529049482408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/07/responding-to-giants-part-4.html' title='Responding to the Giants - Part 4'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-1935955268160115884</id><published>2009-07-17T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:32:17.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responding to the Giants - 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The third person in the scenario is Saul.&amp;nbsp; Saul is the person who should have gone to confront Goliath. He was tallest in the kingdom, he had weapons and armour and in theory should have been a skilled warrior by that time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Saul in fact had become 'Mr. Dithers'.&amp;nbsp; When the nation needed leadership Saul was nowhere to be found.&amp;nbsp; His only plan to defeat Goliath was to offer his daughter and tax free living to the family of the man who would defeat Goliath.&amp;nbsp; Creative on the one hand, tremendously disappointing on the other.&amp;nbsp; This could have been Saul's greatest moment but Saul had lost 'it' and so it became his undoing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If you were to flip back a few chapters, you would see the moment Saul lost 'it'.&amp;nbsp; Saul's life is a study in leadership gone wrong.&amp;nbsp; It's a picture of a man called to the top but lacking the character and discipline to stay there.&amp;nbsp; What should have been the begining of a dynasty became a one throne disaster.&amp;nbsp; Saul's problem was pride and independence.&amp;nbsp; Saul would not follow God's instructions or meet his expectations.&amp;nbsp; He did not understand roles and responsibilities.&amp;nbsp; He couldn't figure out where he should be and where he shouldn't be.&amp;nbsp; At the end of the day it cost him the kingdom (position) and more importantly God's presence and power (ore the anointing) in his life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Saul was anointed as the king of Israel but the anoiniting went to his head and resulted in a train wreck.&amp;nbsp; It's not uncommon today either.&amp;nbsp; When the anointing moves from your heart to your head, a disaster always follows.&amp;nbsp; When the anointing goes to your head, your perspectives change and you begin to function from the place of entitlement and privilege rather than from the place of a servant.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lost anointing leads to indecisiveness and incompotence and eventually it catches up to you.&amp;nbsp; Saul was so lost in himself that even after 6 weeks of daily challenge from Goliath, he couldn't figure out what to do next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pride and independence make it impossible to rise to the challenge of the giants.&amp;nbsp; I've finally begun to understand that the reason God hates our pride and independence is because it comes between Him and us.&amp;nbsp; It also causes us to live at a level far lower than what God intended for us.&amp;nbsp; Jesus said that apart from Him, we can do nothing.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure how it works for out for you, but I know that every time I do it my way when I know I could do it God's way, a mess always results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Saul's pride cost him everything.&amp;nbsp; What does yours cost you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-1935955268160115884?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/1935955268160115884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=1935955268160115884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/1935955268160115884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/1935955268160115884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/07/responding-to-giants-3.html' title='Responding to the Giants - 3'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-2132769561760876519</id><published>2009-07-16T12:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T09:43:20.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responding to the Giants - 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Any parent will tell you that even though children are raised by the same parents in the same household, they all turn our different.  You might want to think that they should all be the same, but they are all unique.  There's a great example of that when you consider David and his brothers.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The only reason that David was at the battle front was because his father had sent him to deliver food and supplies for his brothers.  Upon his arrival, Goliath is in full roar and David hears the taunt for the first time.  David is indignant.  He's also stunned at what's happening.   He starts to ask questions and find out what's going on.  It's at that point that you get a snapshot of the family dynamics at Jesse's house.  Eliab is the eldest, David is the youngest.  Sibling rivalry is in full swing.  Eliab passes judgment on David's motives.   "You're just a kid... a pest and 'punk'.  Go home and leave this for the men....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That might make sense except for one tiny detail that I have never noticed before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you remember back to when Samuel (the prophet) went to Jesse's house to anoint a new king, Eliab was the first one he saw.  Samuel thought he must be the guy.  He's tall, good looking and strong and yet God said that he had rejected him.  It's the familiar verse where God says that man looks on the outside, but God looks on the heart.  God had seem something in Eliab that caused him to reject him as a potential king.  Maybe it was jealousy, a sharp tongue or a quick temper. Maybe it was something else....  The point is that Eliab would not be king because he had disqualified himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are times that the giants intimidate and have their way with us because we have disqualified ourselves from the right to rid ourselves of them.   Maybe it's our sin, our attitudes, our judgements or assumptions.  Whatever the case, we disqualify ourselves from the promise of victory and deliverance.  And so when the giants roar, we retreat to our tents and nothing ever changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Qualifying for giant slaying isn't difficult and yet it often remains undone.  Qualifying requires repentance that leads to transformation.  While we certainly need to repent for the sin that so easily entangles, we also need to repent for our attitudes, perspectives and assumptions about God, ourselves and others.  Genuine repentance always leads to transformation.  You won't kill the giant before your heart is changed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-2132769561760876519?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/2132769561760876519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=2132769561760876519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/2132769561760876519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/2132769561760876519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/07/responding-to-giants-2.html' title='Responding to the Giants - 2'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-2076098941300672894</id><published>2009-07-15T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T14:03:42.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responding To The Giants - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When I think about David and Goliath, I'm usually thinking about David's faith, the battle, the takedown and the ulitmate victory.&amp;nbsp; I love the way the story plays out and it never fails to inspire me to live and dream largely.&amp;nbsp; That said,&amp;nbsp;I've been thinking about something very different lately.&amp;nbsp; I'm convinced that while we don't have literal 10 foot giants challenging us to fight on a daily basis, we all face giants in our lives.&amp;nbsp; They appear as problems, challenges, threats and obstacles in our lives.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes they are financial, physical, emotional or psychological.&amp;nbsp; Like Goliath, they roar and bellow, daring us to engage&amp;nbsp;them in a life and death struggle.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are 4 different kinds of people in the story of David and Goliath.&amp;nbsp; Each one responded very differently.&amp;nbsp; Consider the army&amp;nbsp; with me.&amp;nbsp; David refers to them as the Armies of God.&amp;nbsp; These were people with a shared heritage, history and tradition.&amp;nbsp; God was central to their culture and society but when faced with a threat, they retreated to their tents in fear.&amp;nbsp; For 40 days the same scene repeated itself.&amp;nbsp; They ran and hid in their tents when Goliath challenged them.&amp;nbsp; You have to wonder why....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I believe that their fear was based on a lack of the knowledge of God.&amp;nbsp; It's not that they were ignorant of their history as much as that they were unaffected by it.&amp;nbsp; God was a part of their past but absent in their present.&amp;nbsp; In the midst of their crisis, they had no confidence in the only One who could save them and were left trusting in their own resources and abilities.&amp;nbsp; It's no wonder that they ran....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I confess that there are times that I run from the giants.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes they intimidate me tremendously.&amp;nbsp; It's in those times that I remind myself that God needs to be in my present as much as He has been in my past.&amp;nbsp; When I take time to remember, when I take time to remind myself, when I take time to feed my spirit with His Word, my faith is rekindled and I am able to face the giants without fear.&amp;nbsp; So can you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-2076098941300672894?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/2076098941300672894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=2076098941300672894' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/2076098941300672894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/2076098941300672894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/07/responding-to-giants-part-1.html' title='Responding To The Giants - Part 1'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-5782819564443941058</id><published>2009-07-09T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:58:00.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The PM and The Communion Wafer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are times when no matter what you do, you do the wrong thing.&amp;nbsp; That's exactly what happened to Prime Minister Harper last weekend.&amp;nbsp; You've really got to feel sorry for the Prime Minister.&amp;nbsp; As you probably know, he attended the funeral for former Govenor General Romeo LeBlanc last weekend.&amp;nbsp; The service was in a Catholic Church and he was appropriately sitting on the front row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Part of a Catholic funeral includes communion.&amp;nbsp; Normally, people who want to receive communion in a Catholic service get up from their seats and move to the altar area where the host and the wine are administered by the priest.&amp;nbsp; In this particular case, the priest chose to approach the front row and offer communion to those seated there.&amp;nbsp; I think it was a classy way of handling things and applaud the priest's decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here's where things get sticky.... The PM is a protestant which means that he really doesn't qualify to take communion in a Catholic service.&amp;nbsp; His options are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; He can cross his arms to indicate that he is not a Catholic and ask for a blessing instead.&amp;nbsp; I've been ordained for almost 25 years and&amp;nbsp;I didn't know that was the appropriate response.&amp;nbsp; It's hardly fair to expect the PM to know that's what he should do.&amp;nbsp; I can only wonder how the theological giants in the media would have reported that response.... PM REFUSES COMMUNION AT FORMER GG's FUNERAL.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; He can&amp;nbsp;put the wafer in his pocket.&amp;nbsp; It's&amp;nbsp;certainly a better option than crossing his arms, except for the fact that&amp;nbsp;Catholics believe that the host&amp;nbsp;(the&amp;nbsp;wafer)&amp;nbsp;actually becomes the body of Jesus during the service, which makes&amp;nbsp;it holy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Having Jesus&amp;nbsp;close by on a daily basis&amp;nbsp;is something evangelicals believe in, but putting the wafer in&amp;nbsp;your pocket is a bad idea, just in case the&amp;nbsp;Catholics are right on this one....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; He can take communion.&amp;nbsp; It's probably the best option and the one that he followed, BUT.... only Catholics&amp;nbsp;truly qualify to&amp;nbsp;receive communion in a Catholic setting.&amp;nbsp; The priest who served said that&amp;nbsp;it's probably okay if you do it once&amp;nbsp;in a while, but&amp;nbsp;that it shouldn't become a regular practice.&amp;nbsp;I say that it's lucky for the PM that he's visiting with Pope in a few weeks&amp;nbsp;where he can either confess and get it sorted out&amp;nbsp;or the Pope can set him straight on what the best response&amp;nbsp;might be.&amp;nbsp; Note to His Holiness... if you want to have a bit of fun&amp;nbsp;with our PM, offer him communion&amp;nbsp;and see&amp;nbsp;what he does....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here's the part of this story that I find really strange.&amp;nbsp; I've done a few funerals&amp;nbsp;over the years and I've never seen anyone video tape the participants to see what they are doing.&amp;nbsp; I guess it's one thing if&amp;nbsp;the funeral is for Michael Jackson (although I confess&amp;nbsp;I couldn't help but&amp;nbsp;think of the hypocrisy of the media and the masses who a week earlier would have mocked him relentlessly...) but we are talking about a State Funeral for the Governor General.&amp;nbsp; This isn't cousin Sally's wedding where you want a shot of the&amp;nbsp;bride's mother smiling, crying, glaring or glowing.&amp;nbsp; Who in their right mind would video tape the serving of communion anyway?&amp;nbsp; More importantly, who would think this was a viable news story that Canadians really wanted to hear about?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-5782819564443941058?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/5782819564443941058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=5782819564443941058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/5782819564443941058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/5782819564443941058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/07/pm-and-communion-wafer.html' title='The PM and The Communion Wafer'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-1863798741775153100</id><published>2009-07-02T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:59:45.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Canada Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Canada Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sK5qujAxe_I/SkzY5VmeeTI/AAAAAAAAAgU/9qJgJEdNpZU/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sK5qujAxe_I/SkzY5VmeeTI/AAAAAAAAAgU/9qJgJEdNpZU/s320/fireworks.jpg" xj="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know it's belated and it's not as though I had forgotten, but I wasn't sure what I would write today until the fireworks show at the Inner Harbour last night.&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed an amazing Canada Day.&amp;nbsp; We used the day to complete some house projects and then enjoyed a wonderful&amp;nbsp;Canada Day dinner party with friends from Africa and Austrailia.&amp;nbsp; It was absolutely incredible.&amp;nbsp; After dinner we went downtown to watch the fireworks with our new friends from Austrailia.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fireworks are always impressive and last night was no exception.&amp;nbsp; Just as the fireworks were ending the crowd began to sing 'O Canada'.&amp;nbsp; I've never watched the fireworks from that particular spot, so maybe it happens every year, but just to hear people sing our anthem without anyone telling them to do it was tremendously inspiring.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sK5qujAxe_I/SkzZI1nuJuI/AAAAAAAAAgc/r8hxYpEi6zM/s1600-h/living+flag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sK5qujAxe_I/SkzZI1nuJuI/AAAAAAAAAgc/r8hxYpEi6zM/s400/living+flag.jpg" xj="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As we sang it together, I just couldn't help but feel a tremendous sense of pride in being a Canadian.&amp;nbsp; We live in an incredible nation.&amp;nbsp; We are a diverse and magnificent people with a strong spirit and quiet confidence.&amp;nbsp; We are the the True North, Strong and Free.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-1863798741775153100?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/1863798741775153100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=1863798741775153100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/1863798741775153100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/1863798741775153100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-canada-day.html' title='Happy Canada Day'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sK5qujAxe_I/SkzY5VmeeTI/AAAAAAAAAgU/9qJgJEdNpZU/s72-c/fireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-335079636286959802</id><published>2009-06-11T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:17:25.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am constantly amazed at the way God is working through Leading Influence Ministries and the doors that He continues to open. I’m tempted to say that this is perhaps the most exciting week of ministry that we had since coming to Victoria, but it’s so hard to say that because of the many other things we’ve seen God do through the ministry. I do think it’s safe to say that this week marks a significant coming of age for the ministry and that we are moving into some new and exciting territory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Monday marked the return of MLA’s to the Legislature for the Swearing in Ceremony for both caucuses. I was privileged to be a guest at both events. It was exciting to see the many that have become friends take the oath of office and begin a 4 year term of service as an MLA. I attended the receptions following each event and found myself being greeted with warm hugs and handshakes and being introduced to new MLA’s as ‘Tim, our chaplain.’ I also met new MLA’s who are already Christians. One told me that when he took the oath, he held his father’s bible. His father was a pastor. I met another member who is a former Youth Pastor and is passionate about his faith. I’m thrilled that God has sent us believers to serve our Province as they serve Him on both sides of the Legislature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday, I was invited to attend the Swearing In ceremony for the new Cabinet and Exectutive Council.&amp;nbsp; It was so exciting to see people that we have prayed for and have encouraged in a variety of ways being named to serve in a leadership capacity in our province.&amp;nbsp; Those who have been named will work hard and sacrifice many hours on behalf of the many people who are affected by the ministries they lead.&amp;nbsp; We believe that God has prepared each minister and the staff that surround them to be effective as they serve together.&amp;nbsp; Our role must be to continue to pray for them as they assume new responsibilities.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;While I didn't participate or expect that I would, I was reminded again that God has always been interested in leaders.&amp;nbsp; Leaders shape the agenda, direct the nation and set a course for the future.&amp;nbsp; That's why&amp;nbsp;historically, God has surrounded leaders with those who carry His presence to be a source of encouragement and blessing to them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;While many&amp;nbsp;strive for political agendas and action, I'm convinced that what matters more is to see&amp;nbsp;our&amp;nbsp;political leaders experience&amp;nbsp;a spiritual transformation that is based on God's love and grace for them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This was also my first visit to Government House.&amp;nbsp; If you come to Victoria, you really should visit the grounds that are always open to the public.&amp;nbsp; It's a beautiful and peaceful spot.&amp;nbsp; If you ever get the chance to be invited to Government House for a function, you should go.&amp;nbsp; You won't be disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks for praying for us.&amp;nbsp; You are making a difference as we move forward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-335079636286959802?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/335079636286959802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=335079636286959802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/335079636286959802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/335079636286959802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-week.html' title='What a Week!'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-2963942898336647435</id><published>2009-06-06T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:51:24.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can Do All Things ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One day, a son asks his dad "Daddy, would you like to run a marathon with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;me?". The father says "yes". And they run their first marathon together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Another time, the son asks his dad again "Daddy, would you like to run a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;marathon with me?".&amp;nbsp; The father says "yes son". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One day, the son asks his father " Daddy, would you run the Ironman with me?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;" The Ironman is the most difficult triathlon ever (4 kms swimming, 180 kms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;bikin, 42 km running?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And the dad says "yes".&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;he story looks simple until you watch the following clip. Just amazing…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VJMbk9dtpdY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VJMbk9dtpdY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-2963942898336647435?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/2963942898336647435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=2963942898336647435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/2963942898336647435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/2963942898336647435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-can-do-all-things.html' title='I Can Do All Things ...'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-1583476545663396657</id><published>2009-06-03T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:31:24.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ringing The Bell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My office is in the oldest church building in Victoria.&amp;nbsp; It is a beautiful heritiage building complete with a pipe organ, stained glass, steeple and ... a bell.&amp;nbsp; The bell is orginal to the building.&amp;nbsp; That said, the neighbourhood around the church has changed considerably since the bell was installed.&amp;nbsp; What used to be open spaces, farming and later bus parking lots&amp;nbsp;has become densely populated.&amp;nbsp; In the two years since I've been here 3 condo developments have been completed with 50 M of the building and that doesn't include the 2 more that are only a few years older.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When I arrived this morning, the bell was ringing&amp;nbsp;as a reminder and invitation to those in the area that the mid week morning prayer and communion service was about to begin.&amp;nbsp; The bell is effective, but it is not necessarily melodious.&amp;nbsp;It's sound is not nearly is melodious as the Carillon around the corner or the ferry horn that sounds on entrance to the harbour.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The sound&amp;nbsp;of the bell bounces of the newly constructed building to create&amp;nbsp;something of an 'alarm clock' resonnance.&amp;nbsp; As I gathered my things from the car, I couldn't help but wonder what the people in new condos thought of the ringing bell.&amp;nbsp; As that thought went through my mind,&amp;nbsp;something occurred to me that I think is profound.&amp;nbsp; The first is obvious.&amp;nbsp; This church has been standing for 135 years.&amp;nbsp; When it was built, there wasn't much else here.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Empress, the Crystal Garden and the Legislature didn't even exist on paper when it was established.&amp;nbsp; Emily Carr and her family attended here as did many other Victoria pioneers.&amp;nbsp; In my mind, the church and it's ringing bell have the benefit of being here first and so the bell should continue to ring as often as necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My second thought is that this church serves as a metaphor for our changing world.&amp;nbsp; So much has changed in our world and yet the message and values of the church must remain constant and the ringing of the bell, melodious or otherwise must continue to be heard.&amp;nbsp; The ringing must be an invitation to the discovery or re-discovery of spiritual foundations that never falter or fail, to hope that is eternal and to the promises of love, joy and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-1583476545663396657?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/1583476545663396657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=1583476545663396657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/1583476545663396657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/1583476545663396657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/06/ringing-bell.html' title='Ringing The Bell'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-8310301613080737513</id><published>2009-05-29T09:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:14:18.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Right Place at the Right Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Just before the last session ended I met an MLA at the bottom of the stairs. He apologized that he wasn’t able to attend our prayer breakfast and then shared that his father had recently passed away. Combined with the normal hectic pace for MLA’s, plus preparing for an election campaign, it wasn’t hard to see that he was tired and in need of some rest and strength. We chatted for a few minutes and I was able to pray for him in the hallway. It was all about being at the right place at the right time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The recent election has created a new chapter for us as a ministry. We’ve spent the last two years laying a foundation, building relationships, establishing credibility and gaining trust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Most MLA’s know who we are and have received regular invitations to our events. The daily PrayBC blog posts have caught the attention of support staff on both sides of the House as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The security staff understand that they need not be concerned about the devout loiterer in the rotunda or gallery and some have shared their own prayer needs and burdens which I consider a real privilege. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I believe that we are really in the right place at the right time in terms of being able to expand the ministry in some very significant ways. With the next election 4 years away, the atmosphere will be somewhat less partisan than it has been in the last year which will make it easier to bring people together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Another exciting development is that we are at a place where our relationships are strong enough (particularly after our ministry to candidates during the campaign) that we will be able to move into more ’normal’ types of ministry with small groups, etc, which is something I’m really looking forward to doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Can I ask you to pray for us as we move forward. We are charting new territory and every day is an adventure as we move forward towards the fulfillment of what God has put in our hearts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks for remembering us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-8310301613080737513?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/8310301613080737513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=8310301613080737513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/8310301613080737513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/8310301613080737513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/05/right-place-at-right-time.html' title='The Right Place at the Right Time'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-8836609458662132040</id><published>2009-05-04T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:10:14.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Political Humour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My mom called me over the weekend to say that it was time to update my blog.&amp;nbsp; I've been pretty busy with PrayBC, but she's right, it's way past time for an update.&amp;nbsp; So.... here's a joke that someone sent me.&amp;nbsp; If your skin is thin, take it with a grain of salt ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;While walking down the street one day a "Member of Parliament" is tragically hit by a truck and dies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Welcome to heaven,' says St. Peter. 'Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'No problem, just let me in,' says the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven,' says the MP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'I'm sorry, but we have our rules.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and champagne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly &amp;amp; nice guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Now it's time to visit heaven.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, 24 hours pass with the MP joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The MP reflects for a minute, then he answers: 'Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder. 'I don't understand,' stammers the MP. 'Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What happened?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The devil looks at him, smiles and says, 'Yesterday we were campaigning.. ..&amp;nbsp; Today you voted.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-8836609458662132040?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/8836609458662132040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=8836609458662132040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/8836609458662132040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/8836609458662132040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-political-humour.html' title='Some Political Humour'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25172482.post-9129635000308814682</id><published>2009-04-25T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:24:28.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skeletons in the Closet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The election campaign is showing some interesting signs.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;On Monday, NDP candidate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/LAC.20090420.BCPHOTO20ART2353/TPStory/National"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ray Lam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; withdrew from the race after some online racy photos appeared on Facebook.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday, Solicitor General John van Dongen had to surrender his drivers license because of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timescolonist.com/Liberal+Saanich+rally+overshadowed+candidates+brushes+with/1534651/story.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;too many speeding tickets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; and it was discovered that a third candidate,&amp;nbsp;Liberal&amp;nbsp;Jesse McClinton was charged with some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timescolonist.com/news/Candidates+dogged+past+sins/1533273/story.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;serious traffic offenses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; several years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Depending on your perspective, the indiscretions that have caused this attention for the candidates may be relatively minor and almost 'incidental' or these could be matters that you find beyond the realm of acceptable conduct for candidates for public office.&amp;nbsp; The Opposition is calling for Mr. van Dongen's resignation as Solicitor General this afternoon.&amp;nbsp; It will be interesting to see what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I confess that the temptation to offer my thoughts on what should happen&amp;nbsp;is nearly overwhelming and I've hit the delete button multiple times as I've written this post, but here's what I'd really like to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I think we are fascinated by the misdeeds of others.&amp;nbsp;I think that knowing that others have fallen and made poor choices along the way somehow satisfies our own sense of guilt and regret.&amp;nbsp; When their sins are deemed worse than how we may see ours, we are empowered with a sense of self-righteousness that allows us to pass judgement and demand resignation, pennance or withdrawal.&amp;nbsp; It's usually only when our sins are caught in the spotlight that we are driven by a desire&amp;nbsp;for mercy&amp;nbsp;over justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm reminded of the words of Jesus when he was confronted with the woman caught in adultery.&amp;nbsp; 'Let him who is without sin cast the first stone...'&amp;nbsp; I think it was probably one of those moments where the silence that followed&amp;nbsp;thundered so loudly that it surpassed the normal chatter of everyday life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It had the intended effect and soon it was just&amp;nbsp;Jesus and the woman standing alone on the street.&amp;nbsp; His response to her was one of grace and direction.&amp;nbsp; 'I don't condemn you either.&amp;nbsp; Go and sin no more.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I wonder what Jesus might say to the three men who have had their sins exposed to British Columbians over the past week?&amp;nbsp; I wonder what response He might require of them and I wonder what He requires of us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25172482-9129635000308814682?l=leadinginfluence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/feeds/9129635000308814682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25172482&amp;postID=9129635000308814682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/9129635000308814682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25172482/posts/default/9129635000308814682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leadinginfluence.blogspot.com/2009/04/skeletons-in-closet.html' title='Skeletons in the Closet...'/><author><name>Tim Schindel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853272842640320774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01053974950557965855'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>