<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:43:42.718-06:00</updated><category term='Trip Blog'/><title type='text'>Compass Wilderness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-1206264760249410480</id><published>2009-11-16T18:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:10:35.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Video!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h6pDWCKoomI&amp;hl=en_US&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/h6pDWCKoomI&amp;hl=en_US&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/6040996146785586342-1206264760249410480?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/1206264760249410480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=1206264760249410480' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/1206264760249410480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/1206264760249410480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-video.html' title='New Video!'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-4003149778262381937</id><published>2009-10-14T13:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T13:35:43.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/StYnekN15PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T6LiQ_5KIxw/s1600-h/2005_0605Image0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392541009894040818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/StYnekN15PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T6LiQ_5KIxw/s200/2005_0605Image0133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been a bad listener. I slept through a lot of classes in college, there’s times I zone out church and don’t listen to the sermon, and lately I have been bad about listening to God. I am still reading His word everyday, but it has been more informational than relational. I know I can hear God through his word, but only if I am listening. I would do my daily devotions and then quickly start my day; calling youth pastors, organizing gear. I was not listening to God. I didn’t even give him a chance to talk to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear God, which means I have to LISTEN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The youth group at my church is reading through Luke and this week’s reading is Luke 4-6. In those three chapters I found 4 examples where Jesus found solitude to talk to and LISTEN to his Father. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 4:1 “…was led by the Spirit in the desert.” (This is where he was tempted by the devil for 40 days. He says some pretty solid stuff to combat the temptations) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 4:42a “At daybreak Jesus went out to a solitary place.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 5:16 The crowds were looking for him, “But Jesus often withdrew to lonely places and prayed.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 6:12 “One of those days Jesus went out to a mountainside to pray, and spent the night praying to God.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These few verses speak for themselves. I need to find solitude so I can listen to God. God wants to speak to us all if we would only LISTEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please pray that students would LISTEN to God as they find solitude in the mountains on a Compass Wilderness trip this fall. And pray that they will long for that conversation with God so much that they will find solitude in their busy, everyday lives after the trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Shane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-4003149778262381937?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/4003149778262381937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=4003149778262381937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4003149778262381937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4003149778262381937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/10/listen.html' title='Listen'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/StYnekN15PI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T6LiQ_5KIxw/s72-c/2005_0605Image0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-4611062069281490424</id><published>2009-09-09T09:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T10:00:48.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Mask</title><content type='html'>Raccoons are nature’s little burglars; they wear little masks and are mischievous by nature.  I used to think they were cute little creatures of the night, amazed by their cleverness.  These views have changed to a more negative approach where I’m annoyed by their cleverness and bothered by their late night shenanigans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most campgrounds around the country are known for their raccoon problems, where there are humans, there’s food, and they know it.  For this reason we have always done our best to keep the raccoons out of our food.  Our nightly ritual before going to bed was to put all of the food in a vehicle or in a tower of Rubbermaid bins and coolers.  One night they came out early and we were not prepared.  We were sitting around the fire and my dog started growling.  I thought she was bothered by the dog a few sites over, so I quieted her down and we went back to our conversation.  When I went to pack up all of the food we were missing a pack of hotdog buns, I found them in the bushes near the campsite.  They had grabbed them while we were sitting just 15 feet away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another night, I woke up to thunder and lightning and I got up to put the rainflies on the tents.  I went to my truck to get my raincoat and realized I had accidently left my windows down.  Then I saw a big raccoon sitting on my center console.  He had a smorgasbord of food to choose from in my back seat, and he chose to eat my dog’s food.  He was sitting there pulling it out by the handful.  I yelled at him and he jumped out the window.  I’m guessing he happily went to sleep with a full belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also enjoy rummaging through backpacks that are left out.  They will spread the contents all around the campsite, I’m sure they are just sharing with their friends.  One time, one of our staff’s backpacks was loaded down with ropes and gear so much that they just unzipped the bag and took just the trailmix.  It was a very slick job, just like Ocean’s Eleven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally they are only a problem at night, but one time during the day they chewed a hole in the Rubbermaid food bin and that was the last straw.  I declared war against the critters and headed to Walmart.  I bought straps to wrap around the coolers and I bought a super tough bin to put the food in.  That night I set the bin and coolers out and dared the raccoons to come.  I would wake up periodically and hear scratching and growling.  I think they were getting angry that they had been defeated.  I slept well that night knowing I had outsmarted such a clever creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s hear it for human intelligence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Shane Seaton&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-4611062069281490424?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/4611062069281490424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=4611062069281490424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4611062069281490424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4611062069281490424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/09/nice-mask.html' title='Nice Mask'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-1661875692804422242</id><published>2009-08-12T08:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T08:07:57.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature Calls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SoLMlx7DaEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YZcQa5Y1wnw/s1600-h/IMG_1457+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 144px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369078655207303234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SoLMlx7DaEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YZcQa5Y1wnw/s200/IMG_1457+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As a child in the 80’s I spent my time watching Dukes of Hazard and playing the original SEGA. Also, the more I think about it, I spent a lot of time on my bike, exploring the neighborhood with friends; drainage ditches, playgrounds, bike races, etc. You may have similar memories of your childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently started reading Last Child in the Woods by Richard Louv. This book talks about how children today are not in nature having unstructured playtime so they are losing creativity and not as good at developing community. He calls it nature-deficit disorder, which is in no way a medical term, nor does he want it to become that. It is a very interesting book and of course I had the poster child for it on a recent trip. Chris was a high-strung 7th grader that wouldn't sit still most of the time. The exception to this was while he was waiting to climb he sat at the bottom of the climbs by the water and tossed little rocks in and kept himself occupied for a long time. Then we were hiking and he was excited to see what was down the river. He saw a rock and his imagination caught up with him and he said, "Hey that looks like a big crocodile head." This got me thinking about this book, so I asked him if he played outside a lot. He said, "No, I just play inside on my PS3." Bingo!! The book is right. This child, who at first glance anyone would say has ADD, just needs to get outside and play more. Burn off some energy. Have an outlet for creativity. See God's creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty cool timing of reading this book and meeting this really great student. He has a lot of potential; I just don't think PS3 is going to bring it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are some of your childhood memories in nature? Forts, naps, bike ramps, archeology… What about as an adult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have those times shaped you into the person you are? What affect have they had on your walk with Christ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time to answer these questions for yourself. I would love to see some comments of people sharing what they’ve thought of. Tell us about anything, from bike ramps gone bad to life-changing moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly…GET OUT MORE!! AND GET YOUR KIDS OUT MORE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Shane Seaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-1661875692804422242?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/1661875692804422242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=1661875692804422242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/1661875692804422242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/1661875692804422242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/08/nature-calls.html' title='Nature Calls'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SoLMlx7DaEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YZcQa5Y1wnw/s72-c/IMG_1457+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-7166972005431603709</id><published>2009-07-25T13:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:12:12.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Connecting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmtZADT5fYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xSxgaQaZ1KQ/s1600-h/DSC02529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362477638738345346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmtZADT5fYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xSxgaQaZ1KQ/s200/DSC02529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of the things we at Compass Wilderness strive for during our summers is being intentional about engaging students in conversation about their relationships with God. We have plenty of talks during group discussion in small groups, but we also try to talk one-on-one with the students about their spiritual lives. Sometimes this is challenging, sometimes we feel awkward, sometimes we’re met with little response, and sometimes we just don’t find good opportunities. But sometimes we find students we really connect with. This past week I was really blessed by a conversation with one of the campers. He was hiking behind me on our long descent down the backside of Engineer and began asking me questions about what would happen to his camp high when he returned home. He talked about what he was learning from the week and about how he wanted to regain the excitement for Christ that he had earlier in his walk. It was so encouraging to connect with a camper and be able to share some of my stories with him and to hear some of his. When he left to return to Texas, he told me that he was no longer sad to leave or afraid of returning home and losing what he had gained at camp, but rather that he was excited to return to his friends and family and share his excitement and what he learned.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord really blessed me through simple conversation and reminded me why it is we do what we do every summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hannah Eubanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-7166972005431603709?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/7166972005431603709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=7166972005431603709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7166972005431603709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7166972005431603709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/07/connecting.html' title='Connecting'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmtZADT5fYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xSxgaQaZ1KQ/s72-c/DSC02529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-7969981252119220690</id><published>2009-07-25T13:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:08:51.995-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmtYF-h-3hI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HPUUOKyJX8k/s1600-h/DSC02531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362476641022828050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmtYF-h-3hI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HPUUOKyJX8k/s200/DSC02531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cannot begin to describe God's goodness. Each morning I pray that I can just experience more of his goodness because it is so much better than anything I can do for myself. I have realized that God's goodness is all about his love. Love roots us in everything we do because God has first loved us. Without his love, I can't even aim to obtain anything good because there is nothing good about me without Jesus. Why does he love me so much? Why does he love the campers and staff and all of his children so much? I have no idea. We don't deserve it, but he gives it anyway. Thank you Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that God has been rooting inside of me all summer long was brought to the light the past week. The past week I was overwhelmed for the first time by God's love for someone else. We had two students accept Christ last week and as I sat and listened to how God had spoken to these two and the rest of the students throughout the week, I was overcome with the love of God and not of myself. I have experienced my own love for people and have experienced God's love for myself, but never have I so strongly felt the love that God gives for someone else. Like I said, he has been rooting this inside of me all summer long. Week after week God has spoken through various things. Whether it is frustration, admiration, happiness, or peace, God continually showed me that his love for us is bigger than any emotion I can ever experience. Emotion and excitement often times fade, but the love that our Lord and Savior pours onto us is never-ending. All this to say, my momentary glimpse of understanding God's love for a person has given me a deeper glimpse into what life is about, love from our Father. I pray for a deeper understanding so that I can live more like Jesus each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May the words of my mouth and the deeds of my day speak of only you Jesus"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-7969981252119220690?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/7969981252119220690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=7969981252119220690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7969981252119220690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7969981252119220690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/07/gods-goodness.html' title='God&apos;s Goodness'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmtYF-h-3hI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HPUUOKyJX8k/s72-c/DSC02531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-3048112284149219248</id><published>2009-07-25T12:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:03:24.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord is Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmtW5-vFysI/AAAAAAAAAE4/uzNza2BTYxw/s1600-h/Compass+Summer+%2707+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362475335407749826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmtW5-vFysI/AAAAAAAAAE4/uzNza2BTYxw/s200/Compass+Summer+%2707+170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Lord is good. This week I got to see part of God's amazing and mysterious plan revealed. Two and a half years ago I lost my mother to breast cancer. At the time, I knew God had a plan but of course I didn't understand it at the time and I'm not sure I ever will completely. But, this week He showed me His faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About half way through the week, it was brought to my attention by a fellow staffer that one of the campers (who had accepted Christ the day&lt;br /&gt;before) had dealt with a very similar experience and had expressed questions and concerns. The next day, I felt God urge me to let her know that if she needed a fellow griever that I was her girl. We began to talk. We shared stories and she asked questions. Some of which I gave an answer, some of which we pondered together. We comforted each other. We encouraged each other. We cried. We laughed. We hugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave us that time together. Time to share together. Time to hurt together. Time to remember the remarkable women He put in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;That is what living in community is all about. Doing life together. God is doing amazing things in the lives of these students and I feel so blessed that He uses even the most painful experiences to further His plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed by the people I encounter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-3048112284149219248?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/3048112284149219248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=3048112284149219248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/3048112284149219248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/3048112284149219248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/07/lord-is-good.html' title='The Lord is Good'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmtW5-vFysI/AAAAAAAAAE4/uzNza2BTYxw/s72-c/Compass+Summer+%2707+170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-4348849714777183353</id><published>2009-07-21T13:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T13:14:18.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmYTcZ24t5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/pO7iUrzp1IQ/s1600-h/5335_246945875720_886360720_7812318_6308079_n+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 129px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360993785129514898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmYTcZ24t5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/pO7iUrzp1IQ/s200/5335_246945875720_886360720_7812318_6308079_n+-+Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Although I am the newest member of the Compass Wilderness Staff (last week was my first), I know that I am already a part of the family. My contributions are valued, although it took me the whole week to figure out my true contribution . During small group the last night I stopped mid sentence after I realized I had repeatedly told a camper "you should do this and that." It immediately hit me that what I was saying did coincide with the Compass Wilderness curriculum and philosophy this summer, but how I was saying it did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paused for a moment and apologized to the small group. You see, young people go to church and they hear from people acting like they have it all together, yet I am as sinful, if not more sinful, than each person in the room that night. I continued to participate in the discussion, but instead of using the word "you" I substituted "we."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it all comes down to is that my contribution to the small group, and the Compass Wilderness Staff, is to grow along with campers, leaders, and staff. We are all sinful in nature, we all fall short of the glory of God. Any attempt by me to bring campers to my level would only be counterproductive, but we can grow in our relationship with Christ whose given the ultimate sacrifice to free us from sin. We.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-4348849714777183353?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/4348849714777183353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=4348849714777183353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4348849714777183353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4348849714777183353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/07/growing.html' title='Growing'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmYTcZ24t5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/pO7iUrzp1IQ/s72-c/5335_246945875720_886360720_7812318_6308079_n+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-7387240680438831480</id><published>2009-07-21T13:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T13:09:51.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmYSb3DY3SI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ntlI8Jj4HT0/s1600-h/DSC02454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360992676275084578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmYSb3DY3SI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ntlI8Jj4HT0/s200/DSC02454.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had an awesome time with the Clear Creek Community Church. Our small group times showed a lot of growth from day one to the last day. We hiked the Engineer trail and climbed and rappelled at X-rock. We had fun on the ultimate field and the campers loved white water rafting. All in all it was one of the most successful weeks, as God worked through us and continued to show us that Compass is His ministry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Will Schaub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-7387240680438831480?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/7387240680438831480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=7387240680438831480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7387240680438831480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7387240680438831480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-week.html' title='Great Week'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmYSb3DY3SI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ntlI8Jj4HT0/s72-c/DSC02454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-476478962943845968</id><published>2009-07-20T12:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T12:13:40.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Used By God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmSzxbhYm1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/Q7nyIcvI3SU/s1600-h/DSC02560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360607118260476754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmSzxbhYm1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/Q7nyIcvI3SU/s200/DSC02560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This summer at Compass has been great so far, and this past week was no different. I am reminded daily that it doesn't matter at all if I am ready for the campers to come, or if I know enough to be able to teach them, because God is ALWAYS ready and waiting. All that I have to do is be there as a vessel ready to be used by God so that he can impact the hearts around me, and I have seen it happen time and time again this summer when I am least expecting it. This week I had the joy of knowing that I now have a new sister in Christ, as one of the girls in my small group prayed to receive Him into her life after the first night. I was also blessed with many opportunities to listen to several students’ life stories throughout the week and see the way that God was actively moving and working in their hearts. What an Amazing and Powerful God we serve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alyssa Erratt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-476478962943845968?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/476478962943845968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=476478962943845968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/476478962943845968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/476478962943845968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/07/used-by-god.html' title='Used By God'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmSzxbhYm1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/Q7nyIcvI3SU/s72-c/DSC02560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-341469765279531600</id><published>2009-07-20T09:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:32:28.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprises</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmSNnborC0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/SPyDQjXtX1o/s1600-h/DSC02326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360565165050497858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmSNnborC0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/SPyDQjXtX1o/s200/DSC02326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This week of camp, like all the others, has ended in a way that has both surprised and encouraged me. I am always wondering how things will turn out when I meet a new group of campers, but God always reminds me to not underestimate His unique way of working with each student. This week in particular stood out to me because I got to see firsthand how God uses physical challenges to make sense of our spiritual challenges. It’s exciting to see someone accept Christ as their Savior and then hear how walking silently through the woods or trusting a climbing rope helped them to realize a spiritual truth. I love getting to be a part of both the physical and spiritual growth that happens with the students because it is different and special each time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Emily Holt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-341469765279531600?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/341469765279531600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=341469765279531600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/341469765279531600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/341469765279531600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/07/surprises.html' title='Surprises'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmSNnborC0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/SPyDQjXtX1o/s72-c/DSC02326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-4443980285251464936</id><published>2009-07-19T15:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:28:27.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God Moves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmOP0J739TI/AAAAAAAAAEI/t8Y473SG2t0/s1600-h/DSC_0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360286107684042034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmOP0J739TI/AAAAAAAAAEI/t8Y473SG2t0/s320/DSC_0726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love Compass summers. I’m always reminded of the greatness of God in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staff went into this week after having two weeks of no campers. This group had never done a Compass trip before so neither we nor they knew what to expect exactly. I was feeling anxious and unprepared in a lot of ways. The way that we do things was definitely stretching to most of the campers, which led to a little bit of an awkward first day. There were also interpersonal challenges within the youth group and staff. On the first night, I start by leading worship and then telling my life story. I hadn’t told my story in a couple weeks, as I mentioned, and I was suddenly nervous and blanking on what I would say right before worship. Overwhelmed, I had to step away from everything and pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lord, I can’t do this without You. I have nothing good to give on my own. Please use me this week. Let it be You working through me, because I can’t do it without You. Move through the entire staff this week. In Jesus’ name and for His glory, amen.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we are now coming off the end of this past week and it was incredible. The entire staff is encouraged after a great week with awesome campers. We had two campers accept Christ as their savior and many other heard from Him and/or learned more about Him through worship and discussion. The staff was able to build great relationships with the campers, and (more importantly) we saw campers build great relationships with each other that weren’t there at the beginning of the week. Will and I started off with a small group that wanted nothing to do with us because they expected us to want nothing to do with them. At the end of the week, we became great friends, spending lots of extra group time just hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things could not have happened without God’s movement through us, and these things happened for His glory. We were simply blessed to be a part of it. We were blessed to see God do great things. And even as I say “he did these things through us,” I hardly feel like anything is happening through me at all. I feel more like an observer of God growing and moving in our campers. I come to the last night or the last morning before campers leave and am amazed at all that God has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happens weekly for us here at Compass. Additionally, God’s movement and using of this ministry also produces incredible growth and blessing in the lives of all the staff. We grow together by working towards a common purpose and seeing God do great things here. This is my fourth summer to work, and each summer has brought its own revolutionary movement to my faith as well as a new closeness to/understanding of God. His love is real! His Grace is sufficient for all our junk and our pain and our struggles! His strength is perfect in my weakness! I know these things because of God’s using of my Compass experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I’m blessed beyond words to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Justin “Lunny” Luningham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-4443980285251464936?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/4443980285251464936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=4443980285251464936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4443980285251464936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4443980285251464936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-moves.html' title='God Moves'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SmOP0J739TI/AAAAAAAAAEI/t8Y473SG2t0/s72-c/DSC_0726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-5208260179518698755</id><published>2009-06-17T14:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T15:10:32.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quit Trying So Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348405911206990274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/Sjla1tQXkcI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cWfgiIkyZGg/s200/quittrying_cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our theme this summer is "Quit Trying So Hard." Romans 4:13-16 emphasizes that our efforts to "be good" so that God will like us and continue to love us only leads to frustration and endless striving to continue to please Him. This has been my life. Either consciously or unconsciously I have lived with a constant "looking over my shoulder" to see if my choices have pleased or disappointed God which led to my feeling close or distant from Him. From my perspective I could never do enough or be good enough to keep Him happy with me.&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;I am know walking in a new freedom. Jesus did it all on the cross. Because Christ took the sin of the world, the sin of all time upon himself, God turned His back to His son. Jesus did this so we would never have to feel God turning from us. We never have to experience what He felt when He cried out "My God, why have you forsaken me?" Faith in Christ determines our relationship with Him, not our deeds and choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quit trying to be good, quit trying to replace God, quit trying to do it alone and quit trying to be someone else is our message to hundreds of students and adults this summer. A powerful message combined with challenging and rewarding activities in addition to true transparency of our staff have made the first two weeks of camp life changing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I look forward to what God has in store for the rest of the summer in the lives of campers, staff and myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lance Giles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-5208260179518698755?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/5208260179518698755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=5208260179518698755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/5208260179518698755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/5208260179518698755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/06/quit-trying-so-hard.html' title='Quit Trying So Hard'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/Sjla1tQXkcI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cWfgiIkyZGg/s72-c/quittrying_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-8800884149913966593</id><published>2009-06-12T19:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:23:57.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Matthew 22:37-40 Jesus says, “Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.  This is the first and greatest commandment.  And the second is like it:  Love your neighbor as yourself.  All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I recently worked with a group from Grace Fellowship Outreach from Eustace, TX.   We had a blast, what a great bunch of people.  On the first day we hiked to the top of Elk Mountain in the Wichita Mountains.  It was great to watch them interact.  They had fun together, they shared water with each other, and they even pointed out poison ivy on the trail for each other.  I could truly tell they cared for one another.   And intertwined in all of that kindness were sarcastic jokes.  No one said them with mean intent, but sarcasm has a way of hurting people without anyone knowing it.  That night we discussed Matt. 22 and what it means to “Love your neighbor as yourself.”  I told them what I had noticed and challenged them to refrain from sarcasm for the weekend.  It was great to see them work together by keeping each other accountable on this and even catching themselves from making sarcastic comments.  They were very encouraging during our climbing and rappelling the next few days.  That is a great group of students and I pray that they take this lesson to heart and truly change the way they speak to one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A kind word goes a long way.  And a mean one goes just as far.  We need to challenge ourselves with these questions: Have I been short with someone recently?  Have I snapped at them?  Have I been sarcastic towards someone?  Even a friend?  I believe the way to start loving your neighbor as yourself is to lift them up with your words.  The benefits of this become even more evident during the challenging activities that we do at Compass Wilderness.&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;Shane Seaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-8800884149913966593?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/8800884149913966593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=8800884149913966593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/8800884149913966593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/8800884149913966593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/06/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-6971314864050403292</id><published>2009-04-03T07:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:37:22.198-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunsets and Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SdYQgKoNzzI/AAAAAAAAADw/10gGql2PPAU/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320458154579709746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SdYQgKoNzzI/AAAAAAAAADw/10gGql2PPAU/s200/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have to admit that Spring Break makes me tired. I am there for several days with groups, investing in their lives, making sure the logistics are handled, sleeping (too little) on the ground rather than next to my wife in bed, missing my little girl, I’m sure you get that I’d like to be home by the end of the those several days. If I’m honest, when the last group arrived, I was about ready to start the countdown until I could go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the group was settling in, we decided to go for a hike up a nearby peak to watch the sunset and spend some time in private meditation and prayer. I can tell you based on my study that it’s times like that the Lord speaks to his people, and I can tell you it’s been my experience several times, and specifically that day that the Lord refreshed my spirit and gave me strength and a renewed focus. I spent much of my time over the week preparing for whatever was next or focused on some task at hand, much in the same way we all spend our days at work, engrossed in the details. I was reminded of the importance of being still and knowing that He is God. There’s great comfort and peace in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, admittedly, this is a bit of a strange experience to share, but if that’s your thought then I’ve failed to convey what’s really on my mind. Here it is in concise terms: The mission of Compass was validated when I was reminded of the value of spending some time watching the sunset, taking a walk outside, turning off all of the electronic devices that distract us and spending time in self-reflection and prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all need some time to unwind, to gather our thoughts, refocus our minds on the purpose and meaning of our lives. Get outside, get alone and spend some time with the Lord and see what He wants to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-6971314864050403292?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/6971314864050403292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=6971314864050403292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/6971314864050403292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/6971314864050403292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunsets-and-reflection.html' title='Sunsets and Reflection'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SdYQgKoNzzI/AAAAAAAAADw/10gGql2PPAU/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-9070131319533431083</id><published>2009-03-27T14:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:35:39.407-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break to Spring Snow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was looking forward to taking some students rappelling on Saturday.  Smelling the fresh spring air, feeling the warm sun on my face, all while standing on top of a cliff helping students challenge themselves.  Well, with a crazy chance of spring snow here in Oklahoma, this weekend is not panning out the way I had planned.  At least we had beautiful weather last week for our Spring Break trips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent 9 days in the Wichita Mountains talking to students about the love of Christ.  One of our staff members, Chris Johnson, a recent OBU graduate, had a great discussion with a student.  We had just gone climbing and we were back at camp in the late afternoon.  Some students were throwing the Frisbee, others were getting cleaned up from the day’s activities, and some were relaxing on the picnic tables enjoying the spring warmth.  Chris and a student were down by the lake hanging out and the student told Chris about the challenges he had in his life and with his friends.  Chris was able to talk to him about these struggles and help him figure out how God would want him to handle this situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why we do what we do!!  Thank you Father for putting a man of God like Chris there at the right time to talk to that student in his time of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane Seaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-9070131319533431083?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/9070131319533431083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=9070131319533431083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/9070131319533431083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/9070131319533431083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break-to-spring-snow.html' title='Spring Break to Spring Snow?'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-173296151650830076</id><published>2009-03-11T10:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:28:22.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spend Some Time Outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since the beginning of time God has used His creation to draw people close to Him.  Whether searching for answers, preparing for ministry, or looking for rest, people have gone to the wilderness to meet with God.  The Isrealites were forced to wander in it, David spent most of his early life in it and frequently returned to it in his later years and Jesus spent a month in it before starting his ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time spent in nature is time spent with God.  You can not encounter creation without encountering the creator.  All of creation shouts His praise!  A poet once wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I stand amidst the grandeur of trees that have grown for years,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes can hear a symphony that is silence to my ears.&lt;br /&gt;Creator of everything, but He is much more than that!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last walk in the woods talking with God?  Sit quietly by a stream enjoying Gods' presence?  With Spring and Summer upon us, there is no better time to get outside.  Moses, Elijah, David, John the Baptist and Jesus had their hearts encouraged and talked openly with God through time spent in His creation.  Give it try and see what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-173296151650830076?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/173296151650830076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=173296151650830076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/173296151650830076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/173296151650830076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/03/spend-some-time-outside.html' title='Spend Some Time Outside'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-3337414445090018010</id><published>2009-01-06T13:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:34:38.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FBC Wright City</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The January camping trip is always a gamble, but when the weather comes through for us it makes for an awesome weekend.  This past weekend was one of those great weekends.  Sandwiched between a week of 40 degree temps and a Sunday's high of 36 we had a Friday and Saturday of sunshine and warm 70's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FBC&lt;/span&gt; Wright City joined us January 2-3 for two days of rock climbing, rappelling and camping in Mineral Wells, Texas.  They brought a great group of beginner climbers that had a blast climbing and really encouraged each other in their efforts.  Once they had successfully dominated the climbs we had set up, we moved to a new area for a little more of a challenge.  We then headed to the campground to get tents set up and settle into camp.  Dinner consisted of fire roasted hot dogs for the true camping flavor, followed by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;smores&lt;/span&gt; and cookies to help us stay warm through the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Saturday started with breakfast and packing up camp before we headed back to the climbing area for a day of rappelling.  A quick intro class into how to rappel safely and we started sending the group one at a time backwards down the cliff.  Several students went 4-5 times before stopping for lunch.  Once the group was done with lunch we started our processing of the rappelling day.  The comments of students focused on faith and trust in the rope and equipment and relating that to our lives with Christ.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We said our farewells, they loaded up the bus and hit the road&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;back to east Texas, just in time to beat the cold front Sunday that kept me on the couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-3337414445090018010?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/3337414445090018010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=3337414445090018010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/3337414445090018010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/3337414445090018010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2009/01/fbc-wright-city.html' title='FBC Wright City'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-3767461448021498394</id><published>2008-10-23T09:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T10:11:27.447-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Finally Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of my favorite days of the year has finally arrived.  The first real cold front has now moved through the north Texas area.  It marks the end of another blistering hot Texas summer and early fall.  I know that it will most likely get warm again next week, but let's just enjoy the crisp air while it is here.  &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;Every window in the house was opened yesterday to welcome cool air and while my wife Courtney was napping under two blankets I sat watching the rain pass through waiting to get outside.  Once our two boys were up from naps, we got out for a family walk.  It was awesome!  I just felt truly happy.  &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;For me this cold front marks the beginning of a new season.  With a busy fall trip schedule followed by Thanksgiving and Christmas, it is easy to look ahead and miss what this season, what this day has to offer.  To often I look past what God is trying to show me today in order to plan for tomorrow.  I miss what He wants to say to me, because I am thinking about what I can say to others.  &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;So enjoy it today.  Get outside while the air is cool.  Go for a walk and listen to God.  He wants to talk to us today!  &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;Lance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-3767461448021498394?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/3767461448021498394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=3767461448021498394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/3767461448021498394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/3767461448021498394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-finally-here.html' title='It&apos;s Finally Here!'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-7786633664124247252</id><published>2008-08-27T17:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:15:48.132-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Davie</title><content type='html'>Steven and Kinsey are now the proud parents of Davie Lucille Charles.  She was born at 12:06 am August 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  Baby and mom are both doing well.  I think Steven is too...  I guess this means he will not be working the trip this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have provided a link to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;slide show&lt;/span&gt; of beautiful pictures for your perusal.  Check it out at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/hollirenee2/Sites/slideshows/kinsey2/index.html"&gt;http://homepage.mac.com/hollirenee2/Sites/slideshows/kinsey2/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Steven and Kinsey!  Your Compass Family love you both!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-7786633664124247252?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/7786633664124247252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=7786633664124247252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7786633664124247252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7786633664124247252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2008/08/baby-davie.html' title='Baby Davie'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-2017124009608273166</id><published>2008-07-16T18:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:48:45.572-06:00</updated><title type='text'>John Oxford</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SH6Vq6sSbEI/AAAAAAAAACU/uTOz33kQ6IY/s1600-h/IMG_2643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223777182338411586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SH6Vq6sSbEI/AAAAAAAAACU/uTOz33kQ6IY/s200/IMG_2643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello Compass Wilderness blog readers! My name is John Oxford and I am the summer intern for Oklahoma. I just want to let all the staff in Durango know how lucky they are to be enjoying the 70 degree weather, while we in Ok are sweatin' in the upper nineties...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... even though its hot and humid here I really am enjoying my summer thus far with Compass. A little about me: I have a heart for using God's creation as a tool for ministering to youth, I am going to be a 5th year senior at Oklahoma Baptist University, my major is Leisure Service Management with an emphasis in Camp Administration (if you don't know what that is or what it means, its ok. My mother didn't either. Basically I'm majoring in what Steven and Lance do), I have a passion for the outdoors, I love Gatorade and cottage cheese (not together), I also love climbing and my dog Bear (see pic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer seems to have been really busy. Steven Charles Canaan Crane (another Compass Guide) and myself went through an American Mountain Guides Association Single Pitch Instructor course which involved a lot of preparation and time. Even though the course was difficult, I feel like it was well worth it. I learned much more than I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited about the upcoming trips and the experiences that they hold. Please pray that I will have the energy, focus, and drive to finish the summer strong. I feel privileged to be working with Compass Wilderness, it is a wonderful ministry that really does change lives. You should be hearing from me again sometime soon! (this was the first blog I have ever written, it's kinda weird for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;John Oxford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-2017124009608273166?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/2017124009608273166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=2017124009608273166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/2017124009608273166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/2017124009608273166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2008/07/john-oxford.html' title='John Oxford'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SH6Vq6sSbEI/AAAAAAAAACU/uTOz33kQ6IY/s72-c/IMG_2643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-8598148559980010928</id><published>2008-06-19T19:18:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:48:45.707-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Staff 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SFsJ3kgXiuI/AAAAAAAAACE/AvTHlaW72MA/s1600-h/IMG_1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213771843908373218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SFsJ3kgXiuI/AAAAAAAAACE/AvTHlaW72MA/s200/IMG_1456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Once again this summer we are blessed to have an incredible staff. Marquette, Hannah, Justin, Alyssa and Blair are returning from last summers staff and Shane is back from our 2005 crew. New this year are Samantha, Seth, Jared and Garrison. Of course our wiley veterans Lance and Courtney are here with their kids and staff mascots Nash and Beck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two weeks and three groups into the summer, things could not be better. Beautiful weather, tremendous groups and seeing God work in the lives of hundreds of students and adults lives has made for a great start to an awesome summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-8598148559980010928?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/8598148559980010928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=8598148559980010928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/8598148559980010928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/8598148559980010928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-staff-2008.html' title='Summer Staff 2008'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SFsJ3kgXiuI/AAAAAAAAACE/AvTHlaW72MA/s72-c/IMG_1456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-7607526394254795307</id><published>2008-05-30T14:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:48:45.851-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SEBq38Di-pI/AAAAAAAAABs/y740Q5u51_Q/s1600-h/CIMG0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206278678486645394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SEBq38Di-pI/AAAAAAAAABs/y740Q5u51_Q/s200/CIMG0264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well I hope everyone is getting over a sunburn right now that they got doing something leisurely this Memorial Day weekend. I had a good weekend in spite of some persistent rain. I went over to Arkansas with a few objectives, sitting with a book, relaxing with some friends, swimming in the river, oh yeah and climbing. I'd say that we accomplished most of those, enough to consider it a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights from the trip were Brett snoring like a freight train, Randall "Pink" Banning having trouble on the hills in the very muddy Horseshoe Canyon. As far as climbing goes, my highlight was getting closer to redpointing my project (on lead with no falls) this weekend. Getting closer!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was out living the good life though Lance was at home with a sick family. All of the Giles house seemed to catch a bug on the holiday weekend. Bummer. So here's my shout out to Lance, and here's hoping that next week they all feel better and have some good family time before they pack up and head to Colorado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-7607526394254795307?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/7607526394254795307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=7607526394254795307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7607526394254795307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7607526394254795307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-weekend.html' title='Memorial Weekend'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SEBq38Di-pI/AAAAAAAAABs/y740Q5u51_Q/s72-c/CIMG0264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-2259090379854349165</id><published>2008-05-20T09:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:48:46.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spring draws to an end...let's go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SDL1m2Ixm0I/AAAAAAAAABc/5xWgQdh1-G4/s1600-h/DSCF1324.3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202490567282498370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="200" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SDL1m2Ixm0I/AAAAAAAAABc/5xWgQdh1-G4/s200/DSCF1324.3.JPG" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the kids are winding down school, youth pastors have turned their attention to summer activities, families are planning their summer vacations, and we're gearing up for our summer camps, I guess that means that Spring is over. Not to mention that it got to 102 yesterday in parts of Oklahoma. So let's look back at the Spring we have had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are very happy with the way things went with Compass this Spring. We more than doubled the number of students who got to come on trips with us and we had an overwhelmingly positive experience with them. When growth like that happens, it is easy to be excited about it, thinking that growth in itself is the goal, but it's not. It is the quality of the experience that is paramount, so we really want to make sure that the huge increase in the number of groups that we have had doesn't compromise our quality. We have had such a great response from the groups that we are proud to say that indeed, we were ready for the increase in volume. We received more unsolicited positive feedback this Spring than ever before and I believe that we fostered an experience with God and with each other that will impact the students for their whole lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have developed several new staff members that are becoming more self-sufficient with every trip, and are going to be great assets to whatever organizations they find themselves in in the future. Some of them will be in vocational ministry, some in education, and hopefully some will choose to make careers with Compass, but hopefully all will benefit from the time that they share with Compass and the groups that we lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer we are bringing on an intern whom many of you have met, John Oxford. He guided several trips this Spring and is interested in a career in camp management, so we'll take him! You'll hear about John and from John later, but for now, be praying for him that he develops the skills he needs to provide a life changing experience for those who work with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but certainly not least, let's turn our attention to the future. Like I said, we're gearing up for the summer, which will entail an exodus for many Texans and Oklahomans to the great state of Colorado, where we will meet with many groups this summer. Be praying for Lance and the staff that they have the passion and energy to bring the gospel to the groups that come. Pray that the students meet with God when they come, and that we are all working toward bringing the Kingdom of God to Earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-2259090379854349165?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/2259090379854349165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=2259090379854349165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/2259090379854349165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/2259090379854349165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2008/05/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/SDL1m2Ixm0I/AAAAAAAAABc/5xWgQdh1-G4/s72-c/DSCF1324.3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-7325853112004999821</id><published>2008-05-19T09:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T09:16:23.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Road Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm tired.  I've put a little over 1,500 miles on the road over the last week and I'm tired.  I'm actually typing this on the road as I ride toward lake Tenkiller helping my in-laws move some furniture out to their lake getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's times like this that I am reminded of the value of slowing down.  It's a little bit ironic that we build in to our trips this intentional time alone.  We value solitude and taking the time and space to slow down, evaluate ourselves and listen to God.  Yet here I am weary and in need of a break.  It would make sense that we do that better than others, and maybe sometimes we do, but we can all get busy and begin to show signs of wear without realizing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often share some ideas about solitude with the groups along the lines of solitude and we've been talking about it recently, so here are some of those thoughts, I hope that it leads us all into a more joyful existence, a more productive existence, and ultimately in better relationship with God and each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the staff and I were talking the other day about how it seems like there is a pretty common thread through the Bible of God talking to his people in the wilderness or when they're alone.  In the gospels (I'll use Mark) Christ goes to the wilderness early in the morning to pray (1:35).  He's tested by 40 days in the wilderness.  In chapter 3 he withdraws from the crowd and goes to the lake, and then up onto a mountainside to pray.   Then there are others in the Old Testament who God speaks to in the wilderness Moses is "behind the Wilderness" in Exodus 3 when God talks to him, and then alone on Mount Sinai when he receives the 10 commandments.  The list goes on where God uses the wilderness to speak to his people, but why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I acknowledge that this is speculation, but I suggest three things that happens there in the wilderness better than in daily life.  It removes distractions.  We're no longer in the busyness of daily life and our minds are quieted.  This leads to the next thing that happens, being in solitude encourages introspection.  When we're alone with our thoughts, there is space for them to be heard and really evaluate where we are going in life and whether or not it is what we really want and whether or not it is what God wants.  Finally, it allows us to change our posture to one of being willing to listen.  It is difficult for us to hear God speaking to us when we fill our thoughts and lives every minute of every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things aren't a given in solitude however.  Just by being alone doesn't mean that we're listening to God.  We still must commit to the task of seeking him there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember that we must be intentional to leave space regularly to decompress, to slow down, evaluate our lives and to simply listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time to breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-7325853112004999821?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/7325853112004999821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=7325853112004999821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7325853112004999821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7325853112004999821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-road-again.html' title='On The Road Again'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-5175797243812821862</id><published>2008-05-09T10:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T10:02:16.501-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God Is Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been so long since we posted, I don't know where to begin!  Let's see, we're on the tail end of our spring season, which has been a beautiful, wonderful season.   Let me hit a few high points real quick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Matthew this week.  It is great to me to look into someone's eyes and just see joy and passion.  He is going to college in the fall and is trying in earnest to follow God's calling on his life.  He's a gifted worship leader and seems to really want to serve  people and serve the Lord.  I ask your prayers for this young man, who I believe God's hand is on to be a leader in the generation to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the "God is Green" weekend.  This particular youth pastor has embraced the idea that God loves all of Creation, and he is convicted by the way we abuse it.  We got to be the last part of a series he did.  It really drove home the importance of our responsibility when they spent time immersed in God's beautiful creation.  I believe they will be part of a positive change in our world.  I pray that we all examine our lives the way this group does, and then that our belief aligns with truth, and that our practice follows our belief.&lt;br /&gt; The spring ends in such a natural way with groups coming with us to celebrate graduation, and begin a new phase of life.  There have been some really cool students we've met this year, students who are on their way to shape the world that we live in.  Students who are working out their faith, to bring the Kingdom of God to Earth.&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;Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-5175797243812821862?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/5175797243812821862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=5175797243812821862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/5175797243812821862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/5175797243812821862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-is-green.html' title='God Is Green'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-7166985067998193302</id><published>2008-03-31T09:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T09:17:46.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Staff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"My name is Lindsay Lawrence. I recently went on a trip with the Trinity Bible Church youth group and 5 young men from Compass Wilderness. I just wanted to tell you thank you for setting up such an amazing program for youth to retreat and become closer to God.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quite honestly, I haven't really been too religious up until the past year or so. I'm constantly on the go and kept telling myself I would find time, when I knew I never would. But after several events in my family, including my sister's career-ending knee injury, I figured it was time for me to own up to my sin and become close with our Lord. This trip aided me in that quest.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not only was you're staff completely wonderful, but the rock climbing really humbled me. It made me realize what a small part I am in the big plan. It gave me a sense of accomplishment and awe, it continues to amaze me at what the power of God can do and has done.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And although I was injured on this trip, I tore my meniscus (don't worry it was an injury that was long-time coming) and have to have surgery tomorrow morning, I realized I was okay with that. I realized that what I might have early viewed as a major set back, could possibly be a blessing in disguise and is part of His plan for me.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, long story short, thak you! Compass Wilderness is truly a phenomenal program. And I feel truly blessed to have met such caring, compassionate, and religious young men. People like them are one in a million, and I know they will continue to touch many lives and accomplish many goals!"&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;Thanks for the encouragement Lindsay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-7166985067998193302?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/7166985067998193302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=7166985067998193302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7166985067998193302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7166985067998193302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2008/03/wonderful-staff.html' title='Wonderful Staff'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-4720796245223886160</id><published>2008-02-29T13:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:48:46.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Success!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/R8wu9pZdW4I/AAAAAAAAABU/vJr1-sTPTEU/s1600-h/DSC00474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173561708561390466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/R8wu9pZdW4I/AAAAAAAAABU/vJr1-sTPTEU/s200/DSC00474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2nd Annual Compass Wilderness Climb-a-thon a Big Success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A huge thank you to all of those who were a part of the event this year, making it tons bigger and better than last. Fourteen climbers braved the cold and joined us, each climbing their heart out. As a total, we climbed exactly 20, 000feet, as a point of reference, we almost climbed the elevation of Denali, at 20,320 feet it is the highest point in North America! In one hour! We were tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to raise over $5,000 thanks to our climbers who diligently sought supporters like you. Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few pats on the back, and thank you’s:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy Chasteen and Shane Seaton led the pack, climbing an amazing 2,800 feet! They were closely followed by Jason Pawley who climbed 2,750 feet. Nice job guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane Seaton led the way with fundraising this year, raising over $1,500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a few corporate sponsorships that deserve some mention, Summit Graphics and American Glass Company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:jason.pawley@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Approach Creative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; provides a professional and creative appearance to all kinds of projects, including our flyers and posters for the climb-a-thon. They did a great job on it, then wouldn’t let me pay for it. To top it off, they raised support and participated in the climb-a-thon. Thanks Jason Pawley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/americanglassco.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;American Glass Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is an Oklahoma City mobile glass company that has specialized in glass installation for cars and trucks since 1973. I can honestly say that I know of no other secular company that takes more pride in their work, and takes every opportunity to care for those they come in contact with. They are a true example of taking their faith into the workplace with grace and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone involved, I am already looking forward to this event next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last of all, please keep us in your thoughts and prayers as we begin our busy Spring season. We have hundreds of young people joining us on trips, we fully intend on it being a life changing experience for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-4720796245223886160?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/4720796245223886160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=4720796245223886160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4720796245223886160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4720796245223886160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2008/02/big-success.html' title='Big Success!'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/R8wu9pZdW4I/AAAAAAAAABU/vJr1-sTPTEU/s72-c/DSC00474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-1114952117111784931</id><published>2008-02-18T15:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:48:46.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Annual Climb-a-thon This Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/R7n48d24lPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/LD4u_Zg67zY/s1600-h/IMG_0749_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168435765075023090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/R7n48d24lPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/LD4u_Zg67zY/s200/IMG_0749_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello everyone, it is time for the second annual Compass Wilderness Climb-a-thon! Many of you have already heard about the event, and are even participating, but to make sure we cover our bases, here’s a quick rundown of the event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday evening at 6:00, several climbers will converge at Rocktown Climbing Gym in Oklahoma City. Each person has gained pledges from supporters who either are contributing per vertical foot climbed, or at a predetermined rate. Each climber will climb for one hour straight (very tiring!!!) just as much as they can. Then, next week, they will collect the pledges from their supporters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a really fun event to be a part of, and I would love it if any of you who aren’t climbing could come out and encourage the climbers. I also encourage you to show your support by pledging to one of the climbers participating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a list of this years climbers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Foster&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa Sherk&lt;br /&gt;Shane Seaton&lt;br /&gt;Erich Schwinn&lt;br /&gt;Steven Charles&lt;br /&gt;Andy Chasteen&lt;br /&gt;Shannon Chasteen&lt;br /&gt;Jason Pawley&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Gerber&lt;br /&gt;Kyle Cooper&lt;br /&gt;John Oxford&lt;br /&gt;Chris Cochran&lt;br /&gt;Brett Olson&lt;br /&gt;Dustin Ragland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to contribute to one of these climbers, you can contact me through email, or by phone and I will get you hooked up with the climber you would like to support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My email is: steven@compasswilderness.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone number is – 405-487-7795&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your support, here’s to a great event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-1114952117111784931?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/1114952117111784931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=1114952117111784931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/1114952117111784931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/1114952117111784931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2008/02/2nd-annual-climb-thon-this-week.html' title='2nd Annual Climb-a-thon This Week!'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/R7n48d24lPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/LD4u_Zg67zY/s72-c/IMG_0749_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-8985876210978886046</id><published>2008-02-14T13:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T13:51:09.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well here we are on the loveliest day of the year.  Everyone who is a part of a couple is making plans to compete with the crowded restaurants or buying a gift that says I love you.  Guys, remember, nothing says I love you like $72 roses that die in two days.  I’ve talked with several people who are trying to do something original and creative and some who have developed some traditions in their relationships that they will celebrate together.  All good stuff, all showing the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened to a couple last night who was in their 70s who were on a panel, answering questions to a group of expectant parents.  This little old man was passionate about his wife.  I mean seriously in love with her.  He talked about things they did to protect the honor of their marriage and things they did to keep communication open.  But his wife mentioned one thing that I have a feeling was the biggest of all for them.  She told of how she still, after 41 years of marriage will find little notes from him around the house, in her purse, or wherever she would be sure to find them, that told her in little snippets that he loved her.  Answering a question about why love gets better over time, he said, “Let each other know how much you love the other, and do it often.  It is vital to our relationships.  Communication, to be sure is the proving ground for love, but showing our love on a regular basis is vital to the health of our relationships.”   Another man on the panel said that their relationship took a turn for the better when he learned to speak “womanese.”  He said she came in the kitchen one day as he was putting away dishes and gave him a slap on the rear and said, “you’re never sexier than when you’re doing the dishes.”  He found out what she loved….he did a lot more dishes from there on out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you are doing Valentine’s Day stuff, is it awkward to anyone else that you aren’t romantic or particularly thoughtful more often?  This could be an issue I’m alone on, but somehow I doubt it.  I have this self-critical feeling that it’s great to show Kinsey this one day how special she is, but not so good that it is in such contrast to the normal days.  That after all is what she fell in love with, me being totally in love with her and spending my time and energy showing her.  That after all, is what she deserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s take Valentine’s Day this year as a New Years of sorts for our love.  We make resolutions at the New Year to do this or that, lose weight, go back to school, pay off the car, whatever.  Let’s use Valentine’s Day, instead of just a day to show our love for one another, as a renewal of our love, a spark, a setting of a new direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep coming back to this passage where the Pharisees were asking Jesus what the most important commandment was, and he says to love your God and love your neighbor as yourself, on these hang all of the law.  It’s such an awesome insight, everything we are commanded to do is based out of love for each other and love for God.  It is such a beautiful picture of how we are to relate to one another and the importance of it.  Love each other today and always. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine’s Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-8985876210978886046?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/8985876210978886046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=8985876210978886046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/8985876210978886046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/8985876210978886046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-4820619627697258411</id><published>2008-01-18T13:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T13:28:57.215-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep on Keeping On</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, Compass has had a pretty busy couple of weeks around the office, getting things lined up for the spring.  We have lots of trips booked right now, and a few slots left that we’re focusing on getting filled.  It seems like March is everyone’s favorite month to spend outside, which I can definitely understand, it’s a beautiful month with everything in bloom.  Right now it’s 22 degrees in Oklahoma City, not my favorite climbing weather.  It will warm up soon though, and we’ll be ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another update is the Compass Wilderness climb-a-thon is on the horizon.  It looks like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:www.rocktowngym.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rocktown Climbing Gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; will be the location that we get to do the fundraiser here in OKC, but an addition to the plan is that a few other locations may be willing to participate, so that supporters, employees and others who can’t make it to OKC to climb may have a place closer and still be able to participate, so get in shape if you’re interested in climbing!  It’s only for an hour, so you can get tough for that, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll keep you updated on other locations that are willing to let us use their facilities, and you may just check with your local climbing gym and ask if they’d let you climb for an hour for a fundraiser for Compass Wilderness.  Some may be interested in supporting you or climbing as well and raising their own support, get them involved!  Please contact me if you’re interested in supporting, or climbing in this event.  Remember, we are able to continue our ministry because of support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, in other news, Kinsey and I go to the doctor Monday to hear about that little guy or girl growing inside her belly…exciting times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Peace&lt;br /&gt;Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-4820619627697258411?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/4820619627697258411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=4820619627697258411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4820619627697258411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4820619627697258411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2008/01/keep-on-keeping-on.html' title='Keep on Keeping On'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-335277536066890379</id><published>2008-01-09T13:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T13:03:42.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 Goals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think it's important to have some goals.  People who are successful are so in part because they know specifically what they are aiming at.  They know what they want to achieve.  Mel Gibson in the movie The Patriot tells his son as he's preparing for battle to "aim small, miss small."  Golf icon Harvey Pinnock provided golfers with the maxim to "take dead aim."  It is no surprise that when we really set our minds on a specific goal we have more success than when we live halfheartedly pursuing things.  It is definitely a difficult thing to make the shift from abstractions like "I want to have a successful marriage" to "today, I am going to make my wife smile by having the house clean when she gets home." (quite the chore around here)  Making concrete goals though is where it's at.  It's fine to start abstract, but we must make the shift if we're going to put our desires into action.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another important thing that I think helps us achieve our goals is to share them.  Derek Webb talks about confession being a pretty good help to keep us from the sin we are attracted to, because the dark places in our lives are no longer dark, but the light has been turned on so we can no longer hide there.  So, with that, I encourage you to set some goals (in a non-cheesy new years resolution way, but in a take in the full breadth of life and live it to the fullest)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are a few goals I have for 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Make a home that is ready to raise a child.  Safe, nurturing, etc.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Achieve Compass financial/support goals&lt;br /&gt;3.  Take 20 groups out on trips this Spring&lt;br /&gt;4.  Climb one grade V route.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Redpoint Rap Bolters at Lost Dome (probably means nothing to most of you, but in short, I want to climb a particular climb that is difficult, without falling at any point)&lt;br /&gt;6.  Play live music at least once a month&lt;br /&gt;7.  Be a consistently positive influence on my peers, encouraging them to be the best they can be&lt;br /&gt;8.  Read something challenging academically or spiritually every day&lt;br /&gt;9.  Write daily&lt;br /&gt;10. Go to church when we're not on a trip / be plugged into the local body.&lt;br /&gt;11.  Help couples achieve more fulfilling and permanent relationships living in harmony together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's some of mine, feel free to hold me to them, and even share some of your own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven Charles&lt;br /&gt;Compass Wilderness&lt;br /&gt;Director of Operations - Oklahoma&lt;br /&gt;405-487-7795 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-335277536066890379?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/335277536066890379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=335277536066890379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/335277536066890379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/335277536066890379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-goals.html' title='2008 Goals'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-3714318979973783252</id><published>2007-12-17T12:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:48:48.129-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/R2bBiuklT5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/WlQd14UlLcA/s1600-h/capt.0cfaef1e6c084fc5b5336b8b789f7d6e.aptopix_ice_storm_momg102%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145012426678554514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/R2bBiuklT5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/WlQd14UlLcA/s200/capt.0cfaef1e6c084fc5b5336b8b789f7d6e.aptopix_ice_storm_momg102%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ice Storm 2007 is drawing to a close for most of us here in central Oklahoma and I am pretty pumped about it.  My sister, who lives across the street from my house is still out of power, but she is now one of the few, the rest of us are getting back to a normal flow of things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those of you who have been completely under a rock for the last couple of weeks, Oklahoma got hammered with freezing rain that took down tons of trees and power lines, paralyzing the electricity dependent communities.  I was without power for five days and there was a lot of work to do cleaning up the limbs from the huge, old trees that graced and shaded our neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there was inconvenience and worse, some people couldn’t get warm and have died, there has been a beautiful picture of community that I have seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cox Center downtown has people staying there on cots (fortunately in much better conditions than new Orleans a few years ago), there are tons of different ministries/organizations feeding people, letting them sleep in church gymnasiums and essentially meeting whatever needs arise.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things seem to always happen in crisis.  There are organizations that step up, whose mission and purpose are to help those in crisis.  What I saw happen was as exciting.  I don’t exactly live in the Hamptons.  None of my neighbors are rich.  Few have a college education, or a retirement plan that will really take care of them in old age (most of them are older).  But I got to see these people offering help to one another.  Cutting trees, sharing warmth and food.  There were five different families at one point in my yard helping with a tree that had broken limbs all over the place.  It seems that with wealth, we disregard our need for community, our need to help and be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need each other.  We were not meant to be alone, and I am thankful for the reminder that we live more fully when we live in community with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-3714318979973783252?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/3714318979973783252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=3714318979973783252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/3714318979973783252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/3714318979973783252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2007/12/ice-storm-2007-is-drawing-to-close-for.html' title=''/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/R2bBiuklT5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/WlQd14UlLcA/s72-c/capt.0cfaef1e6c084fc5b5336b8b789f7d6e.aptopix_ice_storm_momg102%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-165641631426732860</id><published>2007-12-10T13:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T13:56:11.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trinity Baptist Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's always great to hear from groups that we work with.  The compliments and encouragement are fuel to our ministry fire!  I thought I would share one of them with you to give an idea of the impact we are having.&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;&lt;em&gt;"Hey Compass Wilderness! Our Youth Group had such a blast during camp this year. Thanks so much for the fun times, the relationships established, and for sharing God's creation with us. It was the coolest camp experience our students have ever had. We're looking forward to a weekend trip this fall and for camp again next year. The students want to make sure this time they train for the hike before we get there! Thanks again, you guys rock,and thanks for sharing God's Word in such a great way!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vicky Grisham&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trinity Baptist Church&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-165641631426732860?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/165641631426732860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=165641631426732860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/165641631426732860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/165641631426732860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2007/12/trinity-baptist-church.html' title='Trinity Baptist Church'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-9098800442038917538</id><published>2007-09-19T20:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:48:48.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Beck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/RvHXoJ3DIGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Od5N3De2Y_I/s1600-h/DSCF2686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/RvHXoJ3DIGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Od5N3De2Y_I/s200/DSCF2686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112104136883773538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Compass Wilderness welcomes a new member to the family!  On Saturday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lance  (while nursing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; pneumonia himself) took Courtney to the hospital&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and came home  with Beck Hardy Giles.  He was 8 lbs 8 oz. and 19.75&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;inches long.  They are  doing well and are excited to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; the day when&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he sleeps through the  night!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Lance and Courtney!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-9098800442038917538?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/9098800442038917538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=9098800442038917538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/9098800442038917538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/9098800442038917538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2007/09/welcome-beck.html' title='Welcome Beck!'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/RvHXoJ3DIGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Od5N3De2Y_I/s72-c/DSCF2686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-7416909733773203170</id><published>2007-09-04T11:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:48:48.548-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/Rt2UejsnF3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/V68qOlgPEOY/s1600-h/Compass+Wilderness+2007+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/Rt2UejsnF3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/V68qOlgPEOY/s200/Compass+Wilderness+2007+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106400805207349106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"If you are presenting your offering at the alter, and there remember that  your bother has something against you, leave your offering there at the  alter, and GO!  First make things right with your brother, and then come  present your offering at the alter."                                                                                                                                        Matthew 5:23-24&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;This summer has been such a great experience for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have this meeting every Tuesday morning with a couple of my best friends where we go through a book and discuss it, but as importantly we talk about what’s going on in life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There had to be at least three or four times when I came in and said that I had guided my favorite trip so far.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were so rich, and seemed to just keep getting better as the summer progressed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;The summer was drawing to a close and I had just spent a little time up in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Colorado&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; with the summer staff, I had one last trip at the beginning of August before students turned their attention toward school and we went back to guiding mostly on weekends.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;I got to go out with a youth service agency that had a summer program for students who had found themselves sort of riding the fence.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;None had really been in too much trouble, but that seemed to be the path they were on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The program was coming to an end and their big finale was a trip with Compass Wilderness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the group there was a boy, let’s call him Justin.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Two years ago, Justin was in a car wreck.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His uncle was driving the car full of family members who had all been working together when the wreck took place.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It left Justin mentally and physically handicapped.   &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;Naturally, I paid special attention to him, making sure it was an environment where he was safe, and that he was able to get something out of the experience.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, it didn’t take long to see that he was willing to take some risk and through himself completely into the process.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was the first one to complete a climb!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He didn’t do it easily.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He didn’t do it fast, but he did it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, realize that this is a student I was worried about getting hurt walking down the trail, and here he is, climbing to the top of this cliff to his, and everyone else’s surprise.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a beautiful moment for the whole group, but Justin wasn’t done giving us a lasting impression.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;At the time the sun was about to set, we took a short hike to the top of “Little Baldy”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a hill close to the campground.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once on top, we had a few moments of silent reflection.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We didn’t direct them as to what they need to be thinking about, and apparently Justin’s thoughts drifted to his uncle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He began crying and separated himself from the group for a little while.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After a few wild events (a couple of lost hikers that we helped to safety) we ended up hiking back down to camp well after dark, and it was a pretty cool sight looking back from the front of the line, seeing these pairs of flashlights helping one another down safely.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Justin pulled another student aside asked him to write a letter for him since his motor skills were a little rough still.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It essentially went something like this:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the past two years, I have hated you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I blamed you for me being hurt, and how my life looks now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t do that anymore.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am sorry.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s not your fault.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I can’t imagine the weight off of that young man’s shoulders when he cast that off.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am really not sure what exactly we did to get to be a part of that experience for him, but I hope to facilitate that environment for all of the groups we work with.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Thank all of you who are a part of Compass either as staff, prayer partners, financial supporters, youth, youth pastors, sponsors, our board of directors.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thank you for allowing us to minister with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven Charles&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-7416909733773203170?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/7416909733773203170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=7416909733773203170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7416909733773203170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7416909733773203170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2007/09/summer-thoughts.html' title='Summer Thoughts'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/Rt2UejsnF3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/V68qOlgPEOY/s72-c/Compass+Wilderness+2007+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-4437182144020650155</id><published>2007-08-05T15:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:48:48.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Community</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego are never mentioned apart from each other in all of scripture.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Always together.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These three friends lived life together, prayed together, stood together when ordered to bow to a pagan god and because of their refusal to worship a golden statue were thrown in a blazing furnace…together. (Daniel 3)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What an incredible testament to the power of community.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Would Shadrach, Meshach or Abednego have stood alone without the other two by their side?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Did Abednego try to back out only to have Shadrach and Meshach encourage him to stand with them?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We don’t know, but we do know that together their faith was tested and together they stood strong, confident in their God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/RsSUyzsnF2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2j8rQlmQ7Q0/s1600-h/Compass+Summer+%2707+294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/RsSUyzsnF2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2j8rQlmQ7Q0/s320/Compass+Summer+%2707+294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099364278681933666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This summer, on a weekend without groups, I led our &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Colorado&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; staff on a backpacking trip.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we loaded our packs and began to walk away from civilization, we took note of the dark clouds and thunder that seemed to be headed our way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Within minutes of being on the trail, the rain hit us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For the next six hours on trail and into the night the rain poured while the temperature dropped into the mid-forties.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I stopped several times to assess the group and offer a chance to turn around.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While the misery of being wet, cold, tired and seeing no end to the rain in the near future was evident in the majority of faces, no one was interested in going &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;back to the warmth and comfort of our staff condominium unless we ALL went.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Since a few voiced that we should continue on and no one objected…we hiked on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The point of this story is that it was &lt;b style=""&gt;community&lt;/b&gt; that kept the staff together in miserable conditions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Each individual was more interested in staying with the group in wet and freezing conditions than being alone in comfort.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;True community happens when we put aside our own desires for the benefit of those around us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we can be vulnerable and transparent with our struggles and needs without fear of judgment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we are willing to love, encourage and pray for each other without judgment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When everyone feels safe and God is glorified, that is when true community can happen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It is not easy for the enemy is absolutely against it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is not perfect because community involves people who are not perfect.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But when you work for it and find it, it is incredible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yes, it is work and it will require you to take the first step, but there is nothing like walking with a true community of believers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego were willing to die together; shouldn’t we be willing to live life together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lance Giles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-4437182144020650155?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/4437182144020650155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=4437182144020650155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4437182144020650155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4437182144020650155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2007/08/community.html' title='Community'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XBNw--A9iNc/RsSUyzsnF2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2j8rQlmQ7Q0/s72-c/Compass+Summer+%2707+294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-5263483167624738026</id><published>2007-04-25T23:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:18:57.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fence Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So how is your spring going?  Good I hope.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;We're&lt;/span&gt; doing well here at  Compass, we've been going on trips and conferences, planning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fundraisers&lt;/span&gt;,  putting together a new curriculum for a new branch of our ministry.  It's been  an eventful past month or so. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wanted to write a few things on here to share with you an exciting  addition to our ministry.  I, as many of you may know, have a strong passion for  youth who have found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;themselves&lt;/span&gt; in trouble in some way or another, or could  easily head down that path, kids I like to refer to as "fence" kids, as they  seem to be  on the fence and could make some good decisions and lead successful,  fulfilling lives, or make bad decisions, and fall into a self-destructive  pattern of behavior.  I love them.  I want to, as my wife has referred to her  experience teaching junior high, push them off the fence and out onto the road  of success. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know that my life has been altered in times that I have spent in the  wilderness, there is something so unique and special there.  The activities we  do with students on Compass trips encourage them to draw from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pro social&lt;/span&gt; modes of  thought and action, they are encouraged to communicate in productive ways, to  encourage one another, to share in burdens and joys, to confront their  fears.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;It is&lt;/span&gt; such an effective, beautiful tool. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am so excited as we begin reaching out to students on the fence, good  ones, students who are afraid, students who don't practice good communication,  who don't practice good decision making.  Right now we've got a few trips booked  with this kind of a group, and will be working toward ministering to more and  more of them in the future. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It is with this in mind that I plead the case that now, more than ever, it  is vital that we have like-minded supporters enabling our ministry to reach our  community, our world.  I would love for you to be a part of this support  team,and certainly appreciate anything you can do to help.  There is a link on  our website, &lt;a href="http://www.compasswilderness.com/"&gt;www.compasswilderness.com&lt;/a&gt;, that you  can click on to make a donation, or you can contribute by mailing a check  to:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Compass Wilderness&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;PO Box 1441&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bedford&lt;/span&gt;, TX 76095&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-5263483167624738026?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/5263483167624738026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=5263483167624738026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/5263483167624738026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/5263483167624738026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2007/04/fence-kids.html' title='Fence Kids'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-462419928219402274</id><published>2007-03-30T09:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T09:21:55.521-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip Blog'/><title type='text'>FBC Bryan Trip to Mineral Wells</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our retreat with Compass was a great way for our students to connect with God outside of a traditional church setting. Their conversations naturally flowed out of our activities in a way that just doesn't happen when we are back at home. Our students really connected with God and with each other over that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of good conversations are still coming out of discussions that started that weekend! Thanks for helping us out with everything!&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;Aaron Hogan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-462419928219402274?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/462419928219402274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=462419928219402274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/462419928219402274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/462419928219402274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2007/03/fbc-bryan-trip-to-mineral-wells.html' title='FBC Bryan Trip to Mineral Wells'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-6185974945194245161</id><published>2007-03-26T14:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T15:02:49.992-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip Blog'/><title type='text'>Spring Break Trips</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ahhh, Spring Break.  We had several groups join us last week in the Wichita Mountains and I am thankful to have been a part of them.  Thanks to the youth pastors from FBC Newalla and Harmony Baptist Church in Atoka, OK for bringing a couple of great groups of students along and being so open to experiencing God in the great outdoors.  My favorite parts of the trips this week were the times of solitude,and the discussion around seeing God in specific things in nature.  Sitting on a lookout point, far enough away from civilization that the only sounds you hear are the birds singing, the creek rippling by, and maybe a faint voice of someone singing during their time alone with God  The atmosphere here just makes entering into worship more accessible sometimes.  It makes me really clear my mind of the distractions that life in our busy world that constantly beg for my attention.  Richard Foster says in Celebration of Discipline that we should set aside four times a year to get alone and prioritize our lives.  I agree with him that this is vital to our pursuit of God and our pursuit of goals, but I think that there is so much more that can happen in isolating yourself, particularly in nature.  We not only get the chance to see things more clearly, but it is essentially good for our spirit.  Being in the fresh air, seeing the grandeur of themountains, and hearing the chorus of nature singing to God, is beautiful.  &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;A youth pastor this weekend made the comment that the rock climbing and camping trip with Compass Wilderness was so much better than taking the youth to a amusement park.  No kidding!  It's a different, richer experience altogether!  It was so good to be with people who really got it.  We have this coming weekend off, which makes me kinda bummed.  I enjoy sharing this experience with different people who maybe haven't taken the time to see God in the world he created for a while.  Maybe they haven't ever.  How long has it been for you?  Come away with us...&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;Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-6185974945194245161?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/6185974945194245161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=6185974945194245161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/6185974945194245161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/6185974945194245161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring-break-trips.html' title='Spring Break Trips'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-1468044485661517876</id><published>2007-03-21T12:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T15:02:49.992-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip Blog'/><title type='text'>What a Trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WOW!!! What an awesome experience!! I really enjoyed the adventure trip with Compass Wilderness. It was a great way to get in touch with your internal soul and to see what you are really made of. God can show us so much about ourselves during moments like these. Just equally important, is what God shows us about HIM, and believe me God can really show Himself when you experience an adventure like this.&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;Buck Osborn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cross Timbers Community Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-1468044485661517876?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/1468044485661517876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=1468044485661517876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/1468044485661517876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/1468044485661517876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-trip.html' title='What a Trip!'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-2656605627021081568</id><published>2007-03-06T10:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T10:16:32.163-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am so glad that spring is here. Winter just doesn't have the luster to it that the other seasons do, at least not in Oklahoma. When the only color to see is brown, and you can't separate what's dead from what soon will be in bloom, it just doesn't seem to invoke the wonder that creation generally stirs up in me. Everything is harder, coarser, and the constant wind has a crispness and a hissing in the trees that keeps your collar up and head down. Maybe it's this that makes me love spring. In this contrast, the beautiful creation is so vibrant in the spring, colors stand out more, and the warm sun on your face makes it nearly impossible not to suck the fresh air through your nostrils and just smile in thankfulness that once again, the seasons have changed. &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;I saw a lizard for the first time in 2007 today. She reminded me of the rain that was soon to come. This rain will, along with the warm sun, bring life back into the flowers and trees. This same warm sun will bring back creation, in the way we always remember good times, colorful, smiling, and laughing. I guess when we seem to remember that the beauty of spring is so intensified by winter's bland cold.I've heard it explained that the reason that God allows evil in this world is that we would have no way of appreciating the good without their being bad to contrast it against. Sure, there are ways this can fall short in one's paradigm, but it does make sense that when we experience dark, it makes us glad when there is light. When we experience our parent's stern words, it makes their true expressions of love all the richer. And when we understand our depravity, it makes grace so much more profound. Contrast against a harsh background, we more fully appreciate the beautiful. &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;It was a good weekend, sitting around a campfire with a group of men from various professions, talking about what God wants to show us within ourselves, within the community we call the church, and in the bigger community we call humanity. I enjoyed seeing fear turn to delight in a fifty year old man as he learned to trust in the system we provided to safely rappel down a cliff. It was good to remember that the seasons change and God is faithful. He's set this thing in motion and we can expect that every year, just as he intended, about this time we'll start to see the lizards again.&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;Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-2656605627021081568?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/2656605627021081568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=2656605627021081568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/2656605627021081568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/2656605627021081568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2007/03/man-its-been-so-long-since-last-post-i.html' title='Spring is Here'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-528424625047478270</id><published>2007-01-30T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T13:46:22.945-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Climb-a-thon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Man, lot’s going on with Compass right now!  Friday we held our first ever “Climb-a-thon” fundraiser at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcrocks.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OKC Rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  I saw it as a success in that we raised a respectable amount of money, got some of our community involved, and had a great time doing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you interested, what we did was climb for one hour straight as many vertical feet as possible, and our wonderful sponsors donated per foot climbed.  About 15 minutes in, I started to question how good of an idea it was, as I hit the wall really early on.  I settled into a rhythm and ended up climbing 1,448 feet in my allotted hour.  Yes, I’m still a little sore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy Chasteen led the pack with 1,568 feet and Randy Banning was the MVP as the individual with the most money raised.  Thank you so much to everyone who participated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that Lance and I have spent much of our time out and about spreading the word about what a great experience we offer through Compass.  It is always so refreshing to me to meet with a youth pastor who has never had a group do anything like this and see them get excited about the unique experience that Compass offers to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really get a lot out of simply meeting with the youth pastors.  Often when we talk there is, of course, the “sales pitch” of informing them of the service we provide, but it has been a way to develop some friendships with them as well.  It constantly reminds me that every one of us needs to be encouraged and that encouraging one another is a big part of this entity we call the Church. &lt;br /&gt;Let me encourage you to invest in people’s lives.  Not because it will benefit you, which it may or may not, but because we are called to.  Derek Webb says that when we divorce the church from the gospel then it ceases to be the gospel.  I think he’s right.  We have to build our communities and take a part in encouraging one another to be the best we can be.  We are interdependent people.  Let’s do everything we can to build the bond of love between one another and spur one another closer to our God.  &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;Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-528424625047478270?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/528424625047478270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=528424625047478270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/528424625047478270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/528424625047478270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2007/01/climb-thon.html' title='Climb-a-thon'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-8134727390855311504</id><published>2007-01-23T14:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T14:08:53.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So is it okay to lie? - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So is it okay to lie?  I posed this question and some scenarios last week and the votes are in, and the verdict is: well, it's complicated.   How's that for an answer you can trust in?  I got answers from quoting scripture, "it's black and white, right there in the ten commandments."   To several people quoted Joshua 2 where Rahab lied to protect the Israelite spies, and a few quoted philosophers who have developed intricate moral theories.   The bottom line though, and the purpose of the question, was that we need to know the driving force behind the things we do and the things we believe.  Sometimes there is an inconsistency between the two.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinsey (my beautiful wife) and I were talking about this question.   I had her as a captive audience as we were driving around town, so we had time to talk.  I asked her what she thought and she said what many people say, "I believe that to lie is wrong, but I would have to do it to protect the innocent."   I challenged this thought.  I mean, if you would lie to protect them, either you don't really believe that lying is wrong, or you think that lying is wrong with certain exceptions, this scenario being an exception.   This is just stating the obvious, I know, but there is a point.  We need to examine our process in making ethical decisions, or any decision for that matter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many ethical theories that people use; a biblical ethic, where the Bible is the end all, sort of a "sola scriptura" model.   This has certain implications though that sometimes we want to avoid.  There are many things left to interpretation here.   I mean, even in this simple question two of our greatest historical figures St. Augustine and Deitrich Bonhoeffer end up on opposite sides of the fence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of being brief, which I have to constantly keep myself in check with, I'll ignore the many intelligent ideas that people have proposed over time and skip to one that seems to work in this instance to me.   I found an answer that satisfied me through Hank Hanigraaff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before I pass on what he said, I should acknowledge that as I read some more articles, I learned that there were probably many people who, based on their Biblical research, would disagree.   That's okay I suppose, at least they are able to give an account for why they believe and it doesn't really matter to me that we disagree on a hair-splitter.   We've got other stuff to fight about if we really want to fight.  I don't.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to Hanigraaff...  He says something like "we sometimes have to choose the greater good."   That is, if by lying to some men (smaller offense) we prevent the murder of an innocent life (greater offense) then we have acted justly.  Kind of a utilitarian perspective I guess (read Jeremy Bentham or John Stuart Mill).   Anyway, it seems to stand to reason that if we're in the position and have a reasonable amount of information (meaning we have good reason to believe that the men in SS uniforms aren't here to court Ms. Frank), I find no fault in making the ethical decision of protecting her from her would-be murderers by lying to them.   At least I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This too falls apart when we tweak our scenario, but I think we ultimately have to be able to ask ourselves a few questions and make our decision based on our answers to these questions.   How does it line up with the idea that James gives us that pure and undefiled religion is this, take care of widows and orphans?  Or how about when Christ says that which you have done unto the least of these, you have done unto me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people respond that by taking matters into my own hands, and acting outside of the "clear" rules that we have been given in the Bible, we're essentially saying that we don't believe that it is God's plan, or that God isn't able to save them without our help.   Alright, it's tough to argue against that, but I'm not sure how far that is from the tired illustration of the man on his roof with a lifeboat and he keeps asking God to save him, and turning away would-be rescuers, telling them he'll wait on God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's complicated.  I think we've exhausted that for now, but this begs a couple of questions.   For what purpose do we have rules?  Why did God give us rules to obey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-8134727390855311504?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/8134727390855311504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=8134727390855311504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/8134727390855311504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/8134727390855311504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-is-it-okay-to-lie-part-2.html' title='So is it okay to lie? - Part 2'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-8937316144481292276</id><published>2007-01-16T13:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T13:42:49.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethical Quandary:  Is it okay to lie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alright, so we made it through “deadly snowstorm 07.”  It’s funny how reporters try to make everything so extreme.  Away with sensationalism! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my hope with today’s topic is to get lots of feedback so I’ll have something good to write in about a week.  If you don’t want to take the time to set up an account to comment on this site, just email me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:steven@compasswilderness.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;steven@compasswilderness.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the topic is: ethical quandary is it okay to lie? Ever? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it for a minute, formulate a response.  Now, what if you’re housing Anne Frank and the SS are knocking on your door asking if you have any Jews inside your house?  Consequences for telling the truth entail her being shipped off Auschwitz then to die at Bergen-Belsen and by housing her, you’ll likely get the same or be shot on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if your brother who is the head of some “great awakening” type movement is being chased by a mob of angry people who want to kill him for preaching?  He asks for a place to hide and you let him into your house not just because he’s your brother, but also because you’re a strong supporter of this movement.  What do you tell them when they knock on your door and ask if he’s there? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some people these are no brainers, for others, it’s a very hard dilemma.  Let me hear what your thoughts are…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-8937316144481292276?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/8937316144481292276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=8937316144481292276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/8937316144481292276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/8937316144481292276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2007/01/ethical-quandary-is-it-okay-to-lie.html' title='Ethical Quandary:  Is it okay to lie?'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-4815044292894870914</id><published>2007-01-09T15:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T15:48:37.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Influence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are so many people that have had a positive impact on my life.  John Johnson is one of them.  Papa John is the affectionate name I call him, although everyone else has moved away from the father figure allusion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John was my Sunday school teacher while I was in middle school and high school.  We went on camping trips, went over to his house, you know, the typical stuff that a Sunday school teacher who’s invested in his group does.  He was just a little better than most.  See, he has this way of digging deeper into you than you want him to.  The weird thing is, you never feel like he’s pressing in too close, but after conversations with him, you realize that you’ve really taken an honest look at yourself.  It’s particularly admirable that he doesn’t assert things to you about what to believe or what dark areas of your life you need to change.  Rather, through revealing his heart to you, and by masterfully asking open-ended questions, he’ll encourage you to be the best you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in one of these conversations recently that I was reminded about something within myself.  I was reminded that there is a tendency to find things wrong within people and within the church.  I mean, in many ways my college education had the intent of learning to think critically, and it worked.  I learned to think critically, break down the facts in an argument, and see the faults in any perspective.  While this is a good way to read philosophy and win an argument, it’s a terrible way to live graciously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t give John all the credit.  His role was more of a soundboard than a teacher.  He had some help from Brian McLaren, who wrote a book called “A Generous Orthodoxy.”  In it, he goes through several different perspectives on several different theological topics, and all that he has to say carries this common thread; we all have something to contribute.  While it may be important to know where we stand on certain issues, the fact of the matter is this, we, within orthodoxy, are pursuing the same goals.  We have different histories, different traditions, and sometimes varying beliefs, but the fact remains that collectively, we are the Bride of Christ and therefore should work together for the perpetuation of the Church, and for the cause of Christ.  It’s refreshing to me to acknowledge that God is about unity and peace, not so much about being divisive or pounding our ideas down someone’s throat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to John...  There are some things that John does very well.  He, as I said above, encourages you to be introspective.  He’s not judgmental.  Instead of trying to mold you into agreement with him, he carefully guides you to be true and honest with yourself, and to maximize your life in a way that will honor God.  John’s a pretty cool guy.  I’d like to be more like him when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-4815044292894870914?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/4815044292894870914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=4815044292894870914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4815044292894870914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/4815044292894870914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2007/01/influence.html' title='Influence'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-6277111350897095143</id><published>2007-01-02T15:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T15:16:47.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at the Charles' house</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well I hope everyone’s Christmas was great, mine definitely was.  I have spent tons of time with my family over the last couple of days and have been eating it all up.  Christmas Eve is the big tradition in my family.  My mom comes from a relatively large family where she has three brothers, each with kids and grandkids, so by the time we squeeze into the house for dinner, there are 23 jabbering mouths that are all really more there to entertain you than to eat your food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, and about an hour of tracking down where everyone has spread out to, we gather in the living room for the “production.”  It’s so funny that there’s always a production someone put together.  One year it was that every family had to sing a song or do something entertaining (read embarrassing) for the others to laugh at.  Other times someone leads Christmas carols, but then there are the mainstays.  There’s the Christmas story out of Luke 2.  Sometimes a child in the family, who is nervous and excited that they were chosen to read the story, reads it.  Other times it is read by an adult who just about has the story memorized and barely makes it through the story while crying, partly for what advent means to us as Christians and partly because they’re moved by reading it to a room full of their family who celebrates the birth of Christ rather than capitalism, finding much deeper meaning than anything bought at Macy’s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s also the part in the evening where we collectively reflect on the joys and hardships over the year.  My brother and his wife lost a baby this year.  My sister had a baby.  My father in law resigned from the pulpit after 18 years at the same church, affecting my wife and I deeply.  My cousin spent a month sharing Jesus with people in the jungles of Venezuela.  All of the things that happen to us individually, whether good or bad are either celebrated or supported by a caring, loving family.  I am so blessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time in the evening always, always ends with a speech from my grandfather, perhaps the most selfless man I know.  I don’t think I’ve ever known someone who gives a greater amount of his possessions, money, and time away.  He loves it.  He always has some wisdom to impart, rarely eloquent, always a little silly and full of tangents, but always applicable because his point is clear.  Your life is not your own.  The things you have are nothing without love.  Your needs are simple and fewer than we’d like to convince ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly hope for you to have experiences like this.  Whether it is your church family, family of origin, or just a tight group of people that you are friends with, community is a very important thing.  Always take time for reflection on the deeper meaning of things and seize the opportunity to make a difference in other people’s lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless, happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-6277111350897095143?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/6277111350897095143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=6277111350897095143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/6277111350897095143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/6277111350897095143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2007/01/christmas-at-charles-house.html' title='Christmas at the Charles&apos; house'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-7169051334578907695</id><published>2006-12-20T11:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T11:15:05.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Advent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Advent (ad-vent) - noun 1: arrival that has been awaited (especially of something momentous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In bed on Christmas Eve, I looked out the window, stared at the ceiling, and listened for activity outside my door.  There was no way I could sleep.  I had waited all year, and now the moment was only hours away.  If I got out of bed, Santa would give my presents to someone else, so I remained tucked under the covers.  That is, until my two older brothers who had no regard for the rules came to tell me we had hit the jackpot.  Three bicycles!  My long awaited dream had come true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jews had a different dream, one of a promised Messiah who would be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, and Prince of Peace.  Of his arrival, men prophesied, people prayed, and Satan trembled.  The government was to rest upon his shoulders, and nothing would be the same.  Generations passed, and people still waited, anticipating the day when our savior would be born. Finally, the moment came when angels sang, “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, we ministered to more than 800 students and adults. Many experienced the advent of Christ in their heart for the first time.  The staff is thankful for what God has done and looks forward to even greater opportunities in 2007.  People everywhere need an authentic encounter with God, and we want to do our part to make that happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-7169051334578907695?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/7169051334578907695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=7169051334578907695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7169051334578907695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7169051334578907695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2006/12/advent.html' title='Advent'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-6715766324292729910</id><published>2006-12-19T14:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T14:08:39.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Steven!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can remember as a 7th grader being on a camping trip with my church in the Ozark Mountains.  I had gotten up early in the morning to watch a sunrise, maybe for the first time in my life.  Sitting on White Rock Mountain enjoying a quiet morning alone with God in his creation, I was moved profoundly by the things I saw.  Arkansas is tough to beat in the fall as the leaf’s change turning everything to orange, gold and red.  Everything around me screamed of His handiwork.  As I watched the fog weave through the valley and eventually lift, I noticed an area across the valley that had been clear cut by a lumber company.  The sight of emptiness where majestic trees had once stood impacted not only my eyes, but more importantly my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My young mind was eager to draw theological parallels to what I saw.  The joy and fullness of life that God intends is slowly being “clear cut” leaving us empty and vulnerable.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That camping trip was the first time I noticed God’s fingerprints in the trees, rocks and clouds.  Since then I have experienced countless encounters with God that have shaped my life while in Nature.  I will get to those another time.  For now let me say that I have never been more acutely aware of God’s presence than when immersed in His Creation.  Go outside.  Spend some time in nature’s solitude.  You will be amazed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited to be coming on to Compass Wilderness’ full time staff.  I have shared many experiences with some of you who will read this, and it is my vision to share these types of experiences with so many more people.  Let’s go climbing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Steven Charles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-6715766324292729910?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/6715766324292729910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=6715766324292729910' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/6715766324292729910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/6715766324292729910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2006/12/welcome-steven.html' title='Welcome Steven!'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-6617241605129728724</id><published>2006-11-30T13:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T14:21:52.041-06:00</updated><title type='text'>North Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here’s a thought….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For centuries Explorers, Travelers and Sailors have used the North Star to navigate uncharted areas because its placement in the night sky is consistent and unchanging. To find your way in the darkness, you don’t need sophisticated instruments. Just find the star that sits by itself, across from the cup of the Big Dipper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;An ancient prophet once said, “I am the Lord, and I do not change” (Malachi 3:6 NLT). Because God is consistent and unchanging, he is the perfect “guiding star” to show us the way through life’s wilderness. A cloud covered sky can hinder us from clearing seeing the North Star and from our perspective it may seem that it is gone. Equally, the world has a way of clouding our vision and would have us believe that God has abandoned us. Dispite our view of the night sky, the North Star and our Heavenly Father are there longing to guide us. Unfortunately, many people today know how to find the North Star, but they don’t know how to find God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our mission at Compass Wilderness is to point people in the right direction, to show them how to find their spiritual “North Star”. And our staff has been trained in the critical steps necessary to help them find their way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-6617241605129728724?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/6617241605129728724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=6617241605129728724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/6617241605129728724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/6617241605129728724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2006/11/north-star.html' title='North Star'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6040996146785586342.post-7731945466390982546</id><published>2006-11-13T11:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T13:52:12.702-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip Blog'/><title type='text'>Weekend in the Wichita Mountains</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We spent last weekend with a group from Ft Worth camping in the Wichita Mountain Wildlife Refuge. They arrived a little late Friday evening so we just had time to get tents set up and enjoy the campfire before heading off to bed. We had about 13-14 deer that decided to join us in our camp that night. This is not uncommon as we were in a wildlife refuge.&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;Saturday morning after a warm breakfast we packed our lunches and headed off to climb some rocks. A quick 8 minute hike and we were there. While the staff set the ropes, the group enjoyed a few minutes alone with God soaking up His creation. Once the ropes were ready we got the group into their harnesses and helmets, went through our safety class on proper climbing and belaying techniques and started climbing. The group had a few "natural" climbers and a few "not so natural" climbers but at the end of the day, with encouragement from the group we had 100% success. The weather was spectacular, the group was incredibly fun and everyone was able to climb as many times as they wanted.&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;We returned to camp after a brief stop to watch the prairie dogs and enjoyed a little free time before dinner. The traditional camping dinner of fire roasted hot dogs was followed by a short hike to the top of "Little Baldy" to get a great view of the sunset. Unfortunately clouds prevented us from actually seeing the sun, but the view was still awesome. While on top, the staff led a discussion on ways that climbing can relate to our personal walk with Christ. The group used analogise from their experience to gain a deeper understanding of Christ's love for us. With the use of flashlights, we hiked back down to camp and finished off the day with smores. What a great day!&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;Sunday morning starts again with breakfast and preparing lunches followed by tearing down camp and loading up the vans as we take a short drive to the top of Mt Scott. Rappelling is the activity of the day. Stepping backwards off of a 100' cliff will certainly get the adreniline going especially as we over look western Oklahoma. Following Christ is an adventure that can at times be scary and rappelling is a great way to open up discussion about how our fears can keep us from experiencing all that Christ has to offer us. After saying our good byes, we were on the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6040996146785586342-7731945466390982546?l=compasswilderness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/feeds/7731945466390982546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6040996146785586342&amp;postID=7731945466390982546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7731945466390982546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6040996146785586342/posts/default/7731945466390982546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://compasswilderness.blogspot.com/2006/11/weekend-in-wichita-mountains.html' title='Weekend in the Wichita Mountains'/><author><name>compasswilderness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03333425272210361265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
