<?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-7948693092637820959</id><updated>2012-02-11T03:53:59.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning of Something Legendary</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts on life, God, and whatever else might be on my mind</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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>581</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948693092637820959.post-3872416792093206498</id><published>2010-09-02T21:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:58:26.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated people</title><content type='html'>A lot of people who end up calling us are totally frustrated.  If we stop for a couple of minutes, listen to their story, you quickly understand why they are so frustrated.  You realize, that they are not being mean to you.  They are not trying to be rude.  They are just so frustrated.  Once you realize that, life becomes so much easier.  Someone calls you and get rude, it is OK, they are frustrated.  I had a guy call me every 15 minutes starting at 6:30.  Yes that is 6:30 in the morning.  So when I talked to him, he was apologizing for calling so often.   I realized he was just nervous, frustrated, excited.  I was not annoyed or anything like that.  I felt bad for the guy.  It just changes your perspective when you realize, they are just frustrated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-3872416792093206498?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/3872416792093206498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=3872416792093206498' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3872416792093206498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3872416792093206498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/09/frustrated-people.html' title='Frustrated people'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948693092637820959.post-8429265948165414551</id><published>2010-08-25T22:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T23:02:07.005-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I measure success</title><content type='html'>Investing your heart into people's lives is tough to say the least. Fortunately, I do work with a dedicated staff that is willing to invest their hearts. So I often wonder if we are successful. You look at some of the poeple who we have invested our hearts into, and they are still making bad choices. Man that is frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the thing that I have to remind myself of often: Our job is to invest our hearts and give them God's love and tell them about God's plan for their lives. If we do that, we are successful. Our success is determined by the input, not the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;I will continue to be hurt and frustrated by people's choices. But I will continue to invest my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-8429265948165414551?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/8429265948165414551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=8429265948165414551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8429265948165414551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8429265948165414551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-do-i-measure-success.html' title='How do I measure success'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-5557236841112745773</id><published>2010-08-22T21:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T21:38:51.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest is good</title><content type='html'>This past several weeks have been jammed pack.  I am not complaining or anything like that.  I have been having a blast, getting thing accomplished, and having a bunch of great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt;.  With all of that being said, I was one tired boy.  This weekend is just what I needed.  Relaxing.  I got to play with my kids, take a nap, slept in to 8:00 this morning (yes that is sleeping in), mowed the grass...just simple stuff like that.  Boy do I feel much better.  I feel rested and ready to go.  Amazing, we could look for all these great medical treatments.  We could try some major new diet.  We could try some other methods.  Or we could just rest for a weekend.  Life is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-5557236841112745773?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/5557236841112745773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=5557236841112745773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5557236841112745773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5557236841112745773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/08/rest-is-good.html' title='Rest is good'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-6895690809256110053</id><published>2010-08-18T21:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T21:51:19.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to discipline your kid</title><content type='html'>A conversation from tonight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather to Sam:  Was that a smart choice?&lt;br /&gt;Sam to Heather: No&lt;br /&gt;Heather to Sam: Why don't you use your brain?&lt;br /&gt;Sam to Heather: I don't have a brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously?  I am not suppose to laugh at that?  How do you correct you kid at that point?  How do you keep a straight face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well needless to say, I laughed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-6895690809256110053?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/6895690809256110053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=6895690809256110053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6895690809256110053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6895690809256110053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/08/trying-to-discipline-your-kid.html' title='Trying to discipline your kid'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-5118073976968706730</id><published>2010-08-17T22:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T22:23:05.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The support we get</title><content type='html'>After the news broke about the break in at Wheel of Work, I am amazed at the support of the community. I can not tell you that number of "I am so sorry" or "That is a shame" or "We are praying for you" I have received in the last couple of days have been great. Now back in 2008 when the Blanchard House caught on fire, it was much the same response. I almost think that it is God reminding me that we have the full support of the community. It is pretty nice to wake up, get a shower, drive to work and realize you have that many people praying for you. In the midst of this hardship, I feel energized!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-5118073976968706730?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/5118073976968706730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=5118073976968706730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5118073976968706730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5118073976968706730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/08/support-we-get.html' title='The support we get'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-4809794919491358172</id><published>2010-08-11T21:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:52:16.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The friends that I have met</title><content type='html'>The other day I realized something.  I have some amazing friends.  Honestly, I was thinking about all the great people that I have go to know in my life.  It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;incredible&lt;/span&gt;.  These are people who are serving God with all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; heart all around the world.  Now, I will admit, I do not always get to talk to all my friends.  But when we do catch up, we just pick up on our previous conversation.  I feel honored to have all of these friends.  By the way if you know me and are reading this, you are one of those friends I am talking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-4809794919491358172?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/4809794919491358172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=4809794919491358172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4809794919491358172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4809794919491358172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/08/friends-that-i-have-met.html' title='The friends that I have met'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-8469340284059220858</id><published>2010-07-31T21:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T23:53:32.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Try and then try harder</title><content type='html'>I was on a nice run the other day with a couple of friends. These are the type of guys that think a lot like I do. So it is really fun to hang out with them. Plus they love running as much if not more as I do. Anyways, as we are running along, one of them was quoting the other one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Try as hard as you can to help the person. When they don't listen, try harder"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it. For some reason in my messed up mind that makes so much sense to me. I really do not like the attitude "well I tried, thier fault." I know that is true. I know you tried. But thankfully God does not give us that attitude. God does not quit on us. When you think about the number of times God has tried to help you, but you failed to listen. But what did God do? He kept trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-8469340284059220858?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/8469340284059220858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=8469340284059220858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8469340284059220858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8469340284059220858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/07/try-and-then-try-harder.html' title='Try and then try harder'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-8036888588853619289</id><published>2010-07-26T21:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:31:44.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing my son achieve something great</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This past weekend, when we were in Ohio, we were at a house with a pond. In the pond was a bunch of fish. Now there were a couple of people fishing. Isaiah decided that it looks like fun. So somehow he asked the one guy if he could try. Fortunately the guy was real patient and taught Isaiah how to cast his line. I was watching Isaiah cast his line. Every time he did, I thought for sure that someone was going to get a hook in themselves. I was about 50 yards away and I looked over at Isaiah and his line was really tight. I am thinking to myself, "could he have caught a fish?" So I go running down to the water and sure enough he did! Wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498407828508702242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/TE5Eych89iI/AAAAAAAAAiM/JJLGyqlzMKE/s400/isaiah+fish" border="0" /&gt;Now the catching the fish is cool and everything. But the part that I loved was the look on his face. He was so proud and so excited. Seeing that in my son's eye was great. Knowing his determination just to cast the line out and then being able to catch that fish. He was darn near speechless. But then after that speechless part wore off, he was telling everyone. I loved seeing that look of accomplishment on his face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-8036888588853619289?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/8036888588853619289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=8036888588853619289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8036888588853619289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8036888588853619289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/07/seeing-my-son-achieve-something-great.html' title='Seeing my son achieve something great'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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/_OEEC7PTZR8g/TE5Eych89iI/AAAAAAAAAiM/JJLGyqlzMKE/s72-c/isaiah+fish' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948693092637820959.post-8563920219099366352</id><published>2010-07-21T20:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T20:45:12.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting there</title><content type='html'>I have been devoting large quantities of time to a project lately.  This week has been one of those weeks where you get good news followed by bad news.  Good news, then bad news.  I wish everything would just fall in place.  I wish that it would just be a simple process.  But I will not quit.  I will not give up.  I will not stop until I am certain that all door is not just shut, but gone.  I think that there are unfortunately a lot of people who give up at the first moment of difficulty.  Man, everything in my life that I am proud of, took a lot of work and lot of obstacles to go over.  I am sure I am not the only one who would say that.  With that being said, I am writing all of this for you.  I am writing all of this to encourage you to keep going.  Not to give up.  Not to quit.  But to see whatever it is that you are going through to the finish.  Keep going.  You will get there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-8563920219099366352?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/8563920219099366352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=8563920219099366352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8563920219099366352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8563920219099366352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/07/getting-there.html' title='Getting there'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-1894613231195880527</id><published>2010-07-15T22:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:30:31.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>People are praying for us</title><content type='html'>Today I was at a church picking up a van seat for a van they recently donated to us.  Well I was there I had to go the bathroom.  I passed a room labeled "prayer room."  Now that always catches my attention.  So I go in this room and there is a white board with a bunch of prayer request on it.  I looked at it real quick and saw "The Lighthouse" on the board.  Wow!  I was touched.  My friends at Hampton Presbyterian are praying for us!&lt;br /&gt;Now I know there are people and churches praying for us.  I really feel like the most bless person in the world sometimes.  But seeing it in writing; it just makes me thankful.  What an incredible feeling to know that people are praying for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-1894613231195880527?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/1894613231195880527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=1894613231195880527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1894613231195880527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1894613231195880527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/07/people-are-praying-for-us.html' title='People are praying for us'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-8483581696023686102</id><published>2010-07-12T22:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T22:27:56.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mud Sliding</title><content type='html'>No, I do not have any pictures of me mud sliding.  Sorry to ruin your opportunity to laugh at me.  On Friday it was raining pretty hard at Edinboro.  For some reason when this happens the water just sits on top of the grass.  When this happens there is only one thing to do.  That is to go mud sliding.  It was fun.  I have not got to do that in about 10 years or so.  So while I was doing thing, I was remembering back to "when I was a kid."  It was so much fun.  Three days later, I am still a little sore.  But man it was fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-8483581696023686102?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/8483581696023686102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=8483581696023686102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8483581696023686102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8483581696023686102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/07/mud-sliding.html' title='Mud Sliding'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-1580905227180010341</id><published>2010-07-11T21:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:17:33.672-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Edinboro 2010</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I got home from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Edinboro&lt;/span&gt; Camp. I love that place. This year I had the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;direct&lt;/span&gt; the 12 and 13 year o&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lds&lt;/span&gt;. I know this is going to sound like a typical parent, but I could see these kids grow up in the span of one week. For me, I just do not get sick of seeing 50 kids getting to know God for the first time or getting to know God better. It is just so much fun to be able to spend a week with some great kids. Yes it was hot! Very hot! But this is the great thing, these kids didn't care. They kept on playing and running around. The only thing we had to do is to make sure they had enough water, not a big deal at all. Just so much fun! Honestly, I do think that everyone should give up a week and serve at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Edinboro&lt;/span&gt;, or any other camp. Yes I am physically tired, but I am recharged and ready to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-1580905227180010341?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/1580905227180010341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=1580905227180010341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1580905227180010341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1580905227180010341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/07/edinboro-2010.html' title='Edinboro 2010'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-2062570837814073142</id><published>2010-07-03T23:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T23:45:01.811-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Edinboro Time</title><content type='html'>Once again I get to make my annual pilgrimage to &lt;a href="http://edinborocamp.org/"&gt;Edinboro Camp&lt;/a&gt;.   I really wish I could be there for more then just this one week.  But, it is just not possible.  &lt;a href="http://edinborocamp.org/"&gt;Edinboro Camp&lt;/a&gt; has had a huge impact on my life for years.  I know for the past 50 some years there has been people who have gone there to get closer to Christ.  I know for the past 50 years that has happened.  It is an honor and a privilege to be able to serve there yet again.  I look forward to seeing God working in these 12 and 13 years old kids.  It will be amazing.  Hopefully I am smart enough to get to bed at night.  Sleep is essential.  So I probably wont blog that much next week.  But please be praying for me.  Thank You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-2062570837814073142?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/2062570837814073142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=2062570837814073142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2062570837814073142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2062570837814073142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/07/edinboro-time.html' title='Edinboro Time'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-8229150674949610748</id><published>2010-07-03T23:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T23:34:32.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Error on grace</title><content type='html'>There is great tension between law and grace.  Now I believe rules are good.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; they keep us straight.  But if we are going to have to make a choice, choose grace.  Choose to error on the side of grace.  I think about what Christ did for us.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;certainly&lt;/span&gt; choose grace.  We did not do anything to deserve it.  Therefore, we should choose grace.  It is just so much more enjoyable.  And it always reminds me of what Christ did for me.  I like that little reminder!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-8229150674949610748?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/8229150674949610748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=8229150674949610748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8229150674949610748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8229150674949610748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/07/error-on-grace.html' title='Error on grace'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-1399308599669503111</id><published>2010-06-28T22:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T22:23:02.478-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>Last week you might have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;noticed&lt;/span&gt; that I did not blog.  That is because I was on vacation!  It was great.  We barely had cell phone reception.  Had no TV.  Had no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; access.  It was great!  Yes, I mean great. &lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me today if my vacation was relaxing.  Yes it was relaxing.  But, it was not restful.  There is no way you can have a restful vacation with a 2.5 and a 5 year old boy.  They just have so much energy and you have the whole week to play with them.&lt;br /&gt;It was great to get away.  Someday, I am going to figure out how to take a whole month straight.  But until then...any vacation is a good vacation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-1399308599669503111?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/1399308599669503111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=1399308599669503111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1399308599669503111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1399308599669503111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/06/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-4469667747398579565</id><published>2010-06-17T22:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T22:53:42.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I still dreaming?</title><content type='html'>Am I still dreaming?  That is a question I often ask myself.  I ask myself that question a couple of times a day.  It is one of the questions that keep me going.  It is one of the questions that is an instant gut check.  Fortunately, lately, the answer has been a resounding yes!  I have a lot of dreams lately!  Good God dreams!  So that has got me excited!  I have a lot of plans that get me excited.  It is so good to be able to work at a place that allows me to dream.  Allows me the freedom to explore different avenues.  So right now, yeah it is exciting.  Now with that being said, next week is vacation week!  Well I have been dreaming, I am looking forward to a little rest.  That makes me even dream more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-4469667747398579565?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/4469667747398579565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=4469667747398579565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4469667747398579565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4469667747398579565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/06/am-i-still-dreaming.html' title='Am I still dreaming?'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-9098919205334219831</id><published>2010-06-16T23:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T23:15:29.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A new design</title><content type='html'>It was time for a new look for my blog.  I was just bored of the old one.  So I realize that &lt;a href="http://blogger.com/"&gt;blogger &lt;/a&gt;has made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; layout options so much better then they used to be.  So I thought I would give it a try.  Wow is it fun.  And then they added the "reaction" thing at the bottom of the post.  Hopefully you will all now respond more, it is only one click :)  Hope you all enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-9098919205334219831?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/9098919205334219831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=9098919205334219831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/9098919205334219831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/9098919205334219831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-design.html' title='A new design'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-2802485061079489581</id><published>2010-06-13T22:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:21:57.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My shower addiction</title><content type='html'>One of those things that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mention that often, is that I take a lot of showers.  When it is hot outside, I get all sweaty.  The only thing you can do then is get a shower.  Now I know some people are worse then me.  The last three days I think I have taken 7 showers.  I just feel so much better after a shower. &lt;br /&gt;It was one of those hidden secrets, I thought I should share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-2802485061079489581?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/2802485061079489581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=2802485061079489581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2802485061079489581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2802485061079489581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-shower-addiction.html' title='My shower addiction'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-1482814725483032015</id><published>2010-06-02T22:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T22:46:55.007-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited about tommorow</title><content type='html'>This will sound &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; I get to work on filling out a bunch of paper work and I am looking forward to it!  Hopefully, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; will be the beginning of the filling out the new paper work in order to get a long over due project going. Honestly, it is not the paperwork, it is the fact that we are moving forward.  It is not just to get the project done, it is to be able to help more people.  I will admit it, I am excited about the process!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-1482814725483032015?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/1482814725483032015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=1482814725483032015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1482814725483032015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1482814725483032015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/06/excited-about-tommorow.html' title='Excited about tommorow'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-5044190940196999256</id><published>2010-05-27T21:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:23:24.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My laptop lives again</title><content type='html'>Now I think I might have blog about this before.  But it happened to me again.  The other day my boys were goofing off and trip over my cord for my laptop causing it to break.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;.  So I went on Amazon and ordered another one.  For some reason once again, I did not look that closely at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;description&lt;/span&gt;.  It turns out that some of the Toshiba a135 have one type of plug and the others have another type of plug.  So I had to order yet another one.  This time I made double sure that it was the right one.  Plugged it in and it work!  Boy, does it feel nice to have my laptop back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-5044190940196999256?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/5044190940196999256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=5044190940196999256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5044190940196999256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5044190940196999256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-laptop-lives-again.html' title='My laptop lives again'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-5304724319447139118</id><published>2010-05-26T20:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T20:45:54.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying for my staff</title><content type='html'>One of the most important things that I can do is to pray for my staff constantly.  Maybe it is because I spend a lot of time with them.  But it seems my staff is under attack on a consistent basis.  This past couple of weeks we have had a stomach virus, appendix removal, and open heart surgery, and a bunch of other things too.  That is just the physical side.  I can not begin to tell you the spiritual attacks that my staff faces.  Therefore, I pray for them.  I pray for them often.  I don't do this to make myself look good.  I do this out of necessity.  I do this because I have to.  I ask you for this favor:  Please join me in praying for the staff at the Lighthouse.  Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-5304724319447139118?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/5304724319447139118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=5304724319447139118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5304724319447139118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5304724319447139118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/05/praying-for-my-staff.html' title='Praying for my staff'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-8711088371108504836</id><published>2010-05-17T20:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T21:12:22.571-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaves leaves leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S_HpZwQLmfI/AAAAAAAAAiE/_XM9WHFe_jY/s1600/November+2009+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472411650890635762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S_HpZwQLmfI/AAAAAAAAAiE/_XM9WHFe_jY/s400/November+2009+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the fall, I rented this massive leaf blower (Photo courtesy of my wife) . I mean this thing was huge. So I blew all the leaves in the woods and thought, there I fixed it (which by the way if you ever want a funny website to look at: &lt;a href="http://thereifixedit.com/"&gt;thereifixedit.com&lt;/a&gt;). Well, the last two times it rained, those leaves created some problems. They have caused the rain water to reroute attempting to wash out my driveway. So for the second time in less than a week, I was out there digging out the leaves so the water would go where it was suppose to. Now with all that being said, my grass looks really good because it did not have the leaves there all winter. I guess the moral of the story is to make enough money that you can hire a landscaper and a maintenance person so you don't have to do it yourself? Just having fun tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-8711088371108504836?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/8711088371108504836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=8711088371108504836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8711088371108504836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8711088371108504836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/05/leaves-leaves-leaves.html' title='Leaves leaves leaves'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S_HpZwQLmfI/AAAAAAAAAiE/_XM9WHFe_jY/s72-c/November+2009+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948693092637820959.post-611598429522464169</id><published>2010-05-13T21:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T21:50:03.741-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More mowing problems</title><content type='html'>Once again, the mowing problems continued.  I had just got a working mower on Tuesday.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; it was raining on Tuesday and then again on Wednesday.  So when it was nice today, I just had to mow.  It started right up!  I engaged the blades, they were spinning.  I was off and mowing.  I had to go slow because of how tall the grass was, but that was OK, I was mowing! I got about 3/4 of the way done.  Then the blades stopped spinning.  Oh no!  The mower is broke again. &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will try and get it fixed again.  So we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if this is how God feels when we keep screwing up over and over again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-611598429522464169?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/611598429522464169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=611598429522464169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/611598429522464169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/611598429522464169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-mowing-problems.html' title='More mowing problems'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-4733997040022498519</id><published>2010-05-11T21:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T22:02:04.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What are three words that can get you anything and everything?</title><content type='html'>While we were eating supper today, my boys answered that question.  The question is what three words can get you anything and everything?  Now let me be honest with you, I was not looking for the answer.  In fact, I did not even know the question.  But the answer was loud and clear then the questioned followed.&lt;br /&gt;Sam just could not get enough noodles.  So he kept asking for me.  However, what he said was a lesson for all of us.  "Me more noodles please? Thank you."  Now come on, of course he got more noodles.&lt;br /&gt;Such a simple lesson.  Saying please and thank you will get you just about anything you want.  So with that in mind, lets makes those three words the most over used words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-4733997040022498519?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/4733997040022498519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=4733997040022498519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4733997040022498519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4733997040022498519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-are-three-words-that-can-get-you.html' title='What are three words that can get you anything and everything?'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-595137012628184705</id><published>2010-05-10T21:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T21:53:46.102-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Accepting purpose</title><content type='html'>Today a friend of mine and myself had the opportunity to meet with some one who basically lost all purpose of living. Now this guy I honestly feel knew the Lord.  I think he truly did.  But he was at such a low point in his life that he was ready to die.  We talked with him for a while.  I think what he was failing to realize is something we often forget to realize.  What he was failing to realize is that God was not finished with him yet.  If we are still here on this Earth, God still has plan for our life.  We talked to this guy.  Listen to what he was saying.  Got him a turkey sub.  Drove with him to his old house.  Spent about 2 hours with him today.  I hope by spending the time and saying what we did, that he will find his purpose.  That he will find that God is not finished with him.  I pray and hope that he will receive the healing that he needs. &lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I am grateful to be used by God to talk to one of His creations in a time of need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-595137012628184705?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/595137012628184705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=595137012628184705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/595137012628184705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/595137012628184705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/05/accepting-purpose.html' title='Accepting purpose'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-7322950726216846246</id><published>2010-05-09T21:10:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:16:50.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Years and going strong</title><content type='html'>Every year at district conference we recognize certain anniversaries in the ministry. We have 15 years, 25 years, 50 years, and retirement. The 15 and 25 year guys I think "good job guys, keep up the good work." But when I see the 50 year guys, I am in awe. I look at those men and are amazed. Some of them, I know and have spent time with them. To think about serving God for 50+ years is just amazing. Now what that does for me is it makes me want to keep going. It encourages me to see the men who came before me and to continue the work that they started. The one thing I wish we did (maybe I will suggest it) is to gives those 50 year guys an opportunity to share wit the rest of us five minutes of wisdom. I would love to hear what they had to say. I have been an official worker with the Christian and Missionary Alliance since 2000. Wonder what it will be like in 2050?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-7322950726216846246?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/7322950726216846246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=7322950726216846246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7322950726216846246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7322950726216846246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/05/50-years-and-going-strong.html' title='50 Years and going strong'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-1875129208233095214</id><published>2010-05-05T20:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T21:19:48.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What I needed today</title><content type='html'>Today was one of those days that just didn't go the way they I wanted it to go.  I am sure you all have had days like that.  There was a lot of things that I wanted to get done.  A lot of questions that I wanted answered.  And none of that happened today.  Just one of those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;arghish&lt;/span&gt; days. &lt;br /&gt;But (and this is one of those good buts) tonight we had worship team practice.  This was just what I needed.  I got to play my bass.  I got to focus my thoughts on God.  That is where my heart and thoughts should have been all day.  That is what I needed today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-1875129208233095214?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/1875129208233095214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=1875129208233095214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1875129208233095214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1875129208233095214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-i-needed-today.html' title='What I needed today'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-986373620929602211</id><published>2010-05-04T20:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T21:00:03.631-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Single Minded Focus</title><content type='html'>One of the things that I like to see in people is a single minded focus.   There are some people who are able to whatever it takes in order to accomplish there goal.  Now, if this goal is a good goal, then this is a sight to behold.  They will stop at nothing to reach that goal.  They will not take no for an answer.  Now there come a point when enough is enough and you need to back off.  But the problem is that there are a lot of good plans, good dreams, that will never become reality because people gave up after the first close door. &lt;br /&gt;If one door is closed, check the next one and the next one and the next one.  Now if this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; a God given dream that you are pursuing, if you can not find an open door, make a door.  That is being single minded focused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-986373620929602211?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/986373620929602211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=986373620929602211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/986373620929602211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/986373620929602211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/05/single-minded-focus.html' title='Single Minded Focus'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-7658431349997784955</id><published>2010-04-29T21:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:36:27.879-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering a great person</title><content type='html'>I received the news today that a great person has gone on to be with the Lord.  This was one of the most Godly ladies I have ever met.  I enjoyed the time that we got to talk.  I appreciate the years that she prayed for me.  When I was struggling with my ordination, she was praying like crazy for me.  I will never forget the time I got to spend with her.  From the conversations that we had, I know exactly where she it.  She is in heaven!&lt;br /&gt;If you would have known this lady, you would know that she had great life long ministry.  Honestly, It is something to look up to.  I hope I can have that long lasting solid ministry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-7658431349997784955?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/7658431349997784955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=7658431349997784955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7658431349997784955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7658431349997784955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/04/remembering-great-person.html' title='Remembering a great person'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-6631138847277126215</id><published>2010-04-27T21:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T22:25:08.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My supportive wife</title><content type='html'>I have realized that almost anything (except maybe consuming large quantities garlic) that I want to do, Heather will support me.  You don't know how nice that is to have her there for me in whatever I want to do.  She always is encouraging me.  I will come home with a wild crazy thought or idea and my wife rather then look at me like I have two heads will tell me "go for it."  I am so thankful for that support. &lt;br /&gt;I guess that is the way God designed marriage.  I am just so thankful that I have Heather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-6631138847277126215?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/6631138847277126215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=6631138847277126215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6631138847277126215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6631138847277126215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-supportive-wife.html' title='My supportive wife'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-4087995708638594272</id><published>2010-04-23T23:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:30:17.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging with Isaiah</title><content type='html'>Tonight I got to hang with my oldest son.  We had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to go see Annie.  Heather has been working really hard getting the musical ready.  Tonight we got to see the hard work pay off.  I have to say that the kids in the musical did a great job.  They all should be happy with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; efforts.&lt;br /&gt;But what was fun for me was getting to watch the musical through the eyes of a four year old.  Wow, that was so fun.  He was so good the entire time.  You could tell he was in to it.  That was really fun to me.   I love hanging with my kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-4087995708638594272?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/4087995708638594272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=4087995708638594272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4087995708638594272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4087995708638594272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/04/hanging-with-isaiah.html' title='Hanging with Isaiah'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-6043498470155342431</id><published>2010-04-22T21:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T22:16:58.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Date morning?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S9EC0CiSmUI/AAAAAAAAAh8/BAecJMpk4UA/s1600/breakfast+date.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463150916034271554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S9EC0CiSmUI/AAAAAAAAAh8/BAecJMpk4UA/s400/breakfast+date.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heather and I both have had crazy schedules lately. It is has been hard to know who needs to be where and when. Now I understand that this will probably get worse when our kids get older and have to be a different places at different times. But lately, it has seemed crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids were at my parents house last night. So we realized that this morning we had a small window that we could go on a breakfast date. Now understand, Heather is not exactly a morning person. But we got up and went on a breakfast date. I think this is our second breakfast date in 10 years. But it was nice to be able to talk to each other and catch up with each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-6043498470155342431?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/6043498470155342431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=6043498470155342431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6043498470155342431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6043498470155342431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/04/date-morning.html' title='Date morning?'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S9EC0CiSmUI/AAAAAAAAAh8/BAecJMpk4UA/s72-c/breakfast+date.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948693092637820959.post-7711313111354105804</id><published>2010-04-19T20:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T20:53:03.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We help people who have names</title><content type='html'>I have been to various training were they always talking about helping the "client" or "consumer."  I have been in meetings where they talked about people basically being a number.  I have heard people refer to people they are trying to help as "them".&lt;br /&gt;It may surprise you but "clients, consumers, and them" do have names.  Just like me and you have names.  They are real people.&lt;br /&gt;I know that sounds obvious, but it has to do with the how we treat people.  When we start calling people by there names, it becomes personal.  When it becomes personal, then we will stop at nothing to help someone.  I would like to be at the point.  Think about it, what did Jesus stop at to help us?  He gave his life for us.  Yeah, that is a good point to be at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-7711313111354105804?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/7711313111354105804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=7711313111354105804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7711313111354105804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7711313111354105804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-help-people-who-have-names.html' title='We help people who have names'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-8202745654280896084</id><published>2010-04-15T21:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:21:55.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who doesn't deserve a second chance?</title><content type='html'>I ask myself that question often.  Honestly, I never can find someone who doesn't.  But that is not because of who they are.  It matter who God is.  We of course have done nothing to deserve a second chance.  But yet how many second chances has God given you?  So if God is willing to give us a second chance, shouldn't we be willing to give people a second chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not see how a person could make it through this life without believing that people are capable of change.  It would be so depressing.  Wow to live under that doom and gloom of people never being able to change.  That would stink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will continue to choose that people can change.  And because I honestly believe they can, I will continue to give them a second chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-8202745654280896084?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/8202745654280896084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=8202745654280896084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8202745654280896084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8202745654280896084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/04/who-doesnt-deserve-second-chance.html' title='Who doesn&apos;t deserve a second chance?'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-3849120399797701538</id><published>2010-04-13T21:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:35:41.424-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our great get a way</title><content type='html'>On Thursday we left for a vacation.  Just the four of us.  I loved being with my family.  We all needed this.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to admit, now that Sam is sleeping in a normal bed and is 99% potty trained life is good.  It is getting more and more fun. &lt;br /&gt;The kids were troopers.  Isaiah just kept going and going and going.  I was really proud of him.  Sam did pretty good too.  I am just looking forward to spending more vacations with my family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-3849120399797701538?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/3849120399797701538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=3849120399797701538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3849120399797701538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3849120399797701538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-great-get-way.html' title='Our great get a way'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-5296164876176069170</id><published>2010-04-06T21:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:57:54.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It does take the whole community</title><content type='html'>These last couple of days that the Lighthouse have been incredible.  I have watched the Numbers of people that have come together just to be able to help their neighbors out.  One of the stranger moments was on Monday.  I was eating lunch in the kitchen with about 9 other people.  Now normally that would not be odd.  But we were closed on Monday.  I asked everyone why are they here?  Their response, "Why are you here?"  Today we had the new freezer arrive.  Again that whole freezer deal is amazing in and of itself.  We had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; 7 tons of food delivered today.  I can not tell you how many phone calls where answered and returned.  Wow, it was crazy and amazing at the same time!  I feel honored to be able to serve with a group of volunteers and staff that will stop at nothing to help people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-5296164876176069170?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/5296164876176069170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=5296164876176069170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5296164876176069170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5296164876176069170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-does-take-whole-community.html' title='It does take the whole community'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-6656270511309873976</id><published>2010-04-05T20:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:15:05.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The new freezer</title><content type='html'>We are in the process of getting a new freezer at the Lighthouse.  This freezer will be twice the size of our big freezer.  Wow that is amazing huh?  Now in order to get this we had to do a couple of things.  Things such as leveling out the area.  Thank you Rob Hicks and Matthews Excavating this was done.  Then we had to get some (or 23 ton) stone on the area.  Today we had the concrete pads delivered and place.  A huge shout out to Hampton Concrete Products.  Tomorrow the guys are delivering the new freezer.  We have an electrician, Andy Brown, who is going to hook it up.  Wow!  All of this for one freezer!  I have to admit this is an incredible deal.  This is about a $22,000 project that will cost less then $1,000.  Now that is some good leveraging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-6656270511309873976?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/6656270511309873976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=6656270511309873976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6656270511309873976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6656270511309873976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-freezer.html' title='The new freezer'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-5948660212384231345</id><published>2010-03-31T21:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T22:10:39.559-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God Confidence</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appear&lt;/span&gt; to be amazingly self-confident.  I wish I could say that is true, but I question myself all the time.  But there is a confidence that I have that generally I have all the time.  The confidence in God.  God confidence if you will.  This gives me the freedom to try and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;possibility&lt;/span&gt; fail at just about anything.  This gives me the confidence to know that no matter what happen, I still have God. &lt;br /&gt;Now this God confidence is something that comes only from that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; with Christ.  I deal with people everyday who lack that God confidence.  I often wonder what they could be if they had that God confidence.  I wish I could show them what they could have.&lt;br /&gt;So I depend on God.  I rely on God.  I tell people about my love for God.  I pray and hope, that others will have that God confidence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-5948660212384231345?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/5948660212384231345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=5948660212384231345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5948660212384231345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5948660212384231345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/03/god-confidence.html' title='God Confidence'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-3333303517745754988</id><published>2010-03-29T22:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:31:34.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No, I am not a machine</title><content type='html'>I realize that I have a lot of blogs about a great run.  About how good it felt.  Well today I am going to do something different.  I am going to tell you about my run today.  It did not feel good.  It was not how good it was.  Honestly, I had nothing.  It did not feel great.  I am glad that I did it though.  Hopefully tomorrow, I will run again and it will feel great! &lt;br /&gt;Just felt like I needed to blog about a run with a bad ending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-3333303517745754988?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/3333303517745754988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=3333303517745754988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3333303517745754988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3333303517745754988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-i-am-not-machine.html' title='No, I am not a machine'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-6533104688064568880</id><published>2010-03-28T21:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:43:51.412-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our job and God's job</title><content type='html'>This is one of those times that I need to remind myself of something.  It is our job to plant the seeds.  It is God's job to grow them.  I sometimes wish it was not that simple.  I wish that there was a way to make sure that seed grows.  I wish that I could be the one to make it grow.  It is not that I want to be God or anything like that.  It just pains me to invest so much time and energy into a persons life and see them throw it away.  I wish I could say that this happened only once to me.  Or that this will not happen again.  Or that this is a "first."  Sadly it is not and will not be the last time. &lt;br /&gt;Then I think about God.  Boy, He sees his creation screw up time and time again.  He invested his time and energy in our lives, and we rejected Him.  That would stink huh?&lt;br /&gt;Investing time and energy into people lives does not always turn out the way we would want.  I know that can hurt.  I know that can be discouraging.  But fortunately, our job is to invest in people lives.  What they do with it, well, that is God's job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-6533104688064568880?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/6533104688064568880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=6533104688064568880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6533104688064568880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6533104688064568880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-job-and-gods-job.html' title='Our job and God&apos;s job'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-949188273886701924</id><published>2010-03-23T21:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:40:03.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bristol Weekend</title><content type='html'>Honestly, I feel bad that the pictures could not show the magnitude of the weekend. It was huge. Wow. What fun! Hope you enjoy the pictures:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452003133805590194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S6ln9tjMdrI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Vl1glCJ5XCw/s400/Bristol+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S6ln9Mz-K5I/AAAAAAAAAhs/SqFIHaaVopA/s1600-h/Bristol+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452003125017586578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S6ln9Mz-K5I/AAAAAAAAAhs/SqFIHaaVopA/s400/Bristol+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S6ln8XkQq_I/AAAAAAAAAhk/7Vmnyq716DQ/s1600-h/Bristol+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452003110724611058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S6ln8XkQq_I/AAAAAAAAAhk/7Vmnyq716DQ/s400/Bristol+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys loved the free stuff I brought home for them.  (I loved the price)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S6ln7o5AW5I/AAAAAAAAAhc/mEAExgGHLK0/s1600-h/Bristol+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452003098195155858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S6ln7o5AW5I/AAAAAAAAAhc/mEAExgGHLK0/s400/Bristol+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-949188273886701924?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/949188273886701924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=949188273886701924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/949188273886701924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/949188273886701924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/03/bristol-weekend.html' title='Bristol Weekend'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S6ln9tjMdrI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Vl1glCJ5XCw/s72-c/Bristol+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948693092637820959.post-4698592062195977821</id><published>2010-03-18T21:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:16:25.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bristol Bond</title><content type='html'>That's right folks.  I am off to Bristol!  I have wanted to go to a Nascar race for a long time.  I have wanted to go to a race at Bristol for a long time.  This weekend I am going to do both.  I am going to the Nascar race at Bristol.  I know I don't seem like that typical Nascar fan.  That is OK.  I am going to have a blast.  It is going to be legendary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-4698592062195977821?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/4698592062195977821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=4698592062195977821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4698592062195977821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4698592062195977821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/03/bristol-bond.html' title='Bristol Bond'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-6757784638334439399</id><published>2010-03-15T21:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:42:38.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spending the 99.9% on the 99.9%</title><content type='html'>When you are helping people, you always are risking the chance of helping someone who is going to take advantage of you. People who are going to cheat "the system." No matter what type of safe guard you have in place, people will find a way to get around them.&lt;br /&gt;Now understand something here, it 0.1% of the people cheating, of the people taking advantage. The rest of the 99.9% need help. So what I want you to do is to spend 99.9% of your time on the 99.9%. Don't let that 0.1% waste all your time. Don't let the 0.1% stop you from helping the 99.9%&lt;br /&gt;In the USA we work bout 2000 hours a year. That means you can spend 2 hours a year worrying about that 0.1% of the people. That includes the time you are mad at them, the time that you are worried about setting up your "fail proof" systems, and the time that you spend trying to recover your loses. Not two hours a day, not two hours a week, not two hours a month, two hours a year.&lt;br /&gt;Spend your time focused on those who need help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-6757784638334439399?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/6757784638334439399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=6757784638334439399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6757784638334439399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6757784638334439399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/03/spending-999-on-999.html' title='Spending the 99.9% on the 99.9%'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-4398463357885749695</id><published>2010-03-09T21:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:35:28.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 10 year rule</title><content type='html'>(Note to self: Yes Dan, I am reminding you of this)&lt;br /&gt;The 10 year rule may have been developed by my dad.  At least he is the one who taught me about it.  The 10 year rule is a simple one to understand, but so hard to follow through.  The 10 year rule is this: It takes 10 years to see the results of the effort you have poured into a persons life.  That sounds crazy doesn't it?  10 years!  10 years is a long time.  But to see those results that you want, 10 years man.  I wish that results came a lot quicker.  I wish that it did not take 10 years.  But hang in there, hang in there for 10 years, and maybe then you will see the results you desire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-4398463357885749695?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/4398463357885749695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=4398463357885749695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4398463357885749695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4398463357885749695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/03/10-year-rule.html' title='The 10 year rule'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-1775774339744228820</id><published>2010-03-04T20:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:23:01.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How we treat people</title><content type='html'>I was driving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt; route 8 the other day.  Something that I have done way too many times.  Therefore I often start thinking about everything else.  So let me share some of my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;God matters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People matter to God&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How we treat people matters to God&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I thought through those points, It just made everything so clear.  God cares about how we treat people.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-1775774339744228820?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/1775774339744228820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=1775774339744228820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1775774339744228820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1775774339744228820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-we-treat-people.html' title='How we treat people'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-3665975576951046338</id><published>2010-03-01T20:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:30:46.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy night</title><content type='html'>Tonight, Heather had a meeting to go to.  That means that I got to stay home with the boys.  When it is just the boys, it is play time.  We spent an hour running around the house chasing a ball and tackling each other.  You know, the type of fun that boys have with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; dad when mommy is not home.  It was just so much fun.  What was even better, the boys then cleaned up really nice and took a bath with no problem.  It is night like this that make up for all the other nights.  It was great fun.  I love the fact that my boys are getting older so we can play boy like games.  I am looking forward to many more boy nights!  This is one of those times where I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; be blogging for myself.  But for all of you with boys out there, it is boys night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-3665975576951046338?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/3665975576951046338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=3665975576951046338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3665975576951046338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3665975576951046338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/03/boy-night.html' title='Boy night'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-7266109012063030797</id><published>2010-02-28T20:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T21:50:41.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good bye Olympics</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here watching the closing ceremonies for the Olympics. I am going to miss them. I love the pure athletic competition. I will admit I love the cheesy life stories. The stories of those athletes who have overcome so much just to be there. I love to see the reaction of the face on those winners when something they have trained for all their life is now coming true. I wish however, they would show more of those people who did not finish first. I am talking about the athletes who just finished. I realize that the network coverage wants to show all the events and there is just not time to show the "also ran" athletes. I get that. I know we all talk about how the Olympics are overly commercialized. Hey it is expensive to do what they do, so if commercials pay for the expenses, good for them. The athletes are still just trying to their best. So I leave these past two weeks with fond memories. The worst part about the whole deal: Now I will once again have to worry about what to watch on TV at night, bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-7266109012063030797?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/7266109012063030797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=7266109012063030797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7266109012063030797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7266109012063030797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-bye-olympics.html' title='Good bye Olympics'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-4196533838660707189</id><published>2010-02-23T20:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:05:49.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The dryer woes continue</title><content type='html'>I thought I would be blogging about my dryer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; being fixed. But no such luck.  We bought the dryer about a year ago. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fortunately&lt;/span&gt; it broke about a week before the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;warranty&lt;/span&gt; was over.  So we had a guy come out.  He looked at it and realized it was the heater coil.  Well it has taken about a month to get the heater coil delivered to us.  It finally got here on Saturday and we called the company to come back out and put it in.  Well that was today.  The guy shows up, puts the machine together, and everything seems good.  But just when it all looked good, we realized (of course after the repair guy is gone) that the dryer is not spinning.  So here we go again.  It had better not take another month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-4196533838660707189?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/4196533838660707189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=4196533838660707189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4196533838660707189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4196533838660707189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/02/dryer-woes-continue.html' title='The dryer woes continue'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-5700458534509269078</id><published>2010-02-21T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:49:26.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Olympics and my laptop...good combo</title><content type='html'>I love these two weeks with the Olympics on TV.  It makes my decision as far as what to watch real easy.  I watch the Olympics!  I love the Olympics.  Now I will admit, there is times when the event is boring and I don't watch that close.  Like right now as Ice dancing in on.  Not a big fan of ice dancing.  During those times, I just play on my laptop a little more. All and all, fun times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-5700458534509269078?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/5700458534509269078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=5700458534509269078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5700458534509269078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5700458534509269078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/02/olympics-and-my-laptopgood-combo.html' title='The Olympics and my laptop...good combo'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-152910471484473638</id><published>2010-02-16T21:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:21:39.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If you can't beat them, join them</title><content type='html'>I don't know why but tonight my boys were just complaining about everything. Isaiah got to the point that he was crying at everything I said.  One time I asked him, "Are you crying because mommy told you not to put that toy in your mouth?"  I think he realized how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt; that was.  But still he kept on crying about everything.  I had enough.  It was get annoying.  So I did the mature good parent technique.  I cried about everything too.  It was funny to see Isaiah look at me thinking I was crazy.  After about 2 minutes we were all laughing about every thing that would happen.  If you can't beat them, join them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-152910471484473638?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/152910471484473638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=152910471484473638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/152910471484473638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/152910471484473638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-you-cant-beat-them-join-them.html' title='If you can&apos;t beat them, join them'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-1315766163125923938</id><published>2010-02-15T22:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T22:44:43.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops, not quite the way I wanted that to happen</title><content type='html'>My parents have been away on vacation since last Tuesday. Being the oh so responsible son, I remembered today that I am suppose be making sure the house is ok and stuff. Well I drive by the house at least twice a day. I have known for the past week that I need to shovel. But to be totally honest, I am sick of shoveling! But since they are coming home tomorrow, I thought I better start shoveling. I shoveled out a pretty big area. My next trick was to move my mom's car. That is where things went wrong. I was trying to get it out of the driveway when all the sudden it was no longer quiet. I must have bumped something on the exhaust because wow, was it ever loud. About 30 seconds later I get it out in the road, only to realize there was another car coming. At this point I start heading back into the driveway. The first car stopped with no problem. The second car, again not problem. The third car, well that is a different story. Oops. I guess I caused that accident.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-1315766163125923938?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/1315766163125923938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=1315766163125923938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1315766163125923938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1315766163125923938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/02/oops-not-quite-way-i-wanted-that-to.html' title='Oops, not quite the way I wanted that to happen'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-679969848873097983</id><published>2010-02-14T21:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T21:27:12.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying it all in 60 seconds</title><content type='html'>Today, I got to witness something amazing.  I got to see a teenager make the most effective, succinct testimony about who God is and what he has done in his life.  I really wish I had this recorded.  I really wish I had a video.  It was straight forward and to the point.  I have sat through hour long sermons that said less then he did in about 60 seconds.  This was all done in a packed room of 140 family and friends.  He did not hold back, he did not mix words.  What he said was so powerful and so good.  Oh yeah, I forgot to mention one other factor, this was at his Dad's memorial service.  Wow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-679969848873097983?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/679969848873097983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=679969848873097983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/679969848873097983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/679969848873097983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/02/saying-it-all-in-60-seconds.html' title='Saying it all in 60 seconds'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-7710704292796242605</id><published>2010-02-10T21:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:29:59.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Believing in people</title><content type='html'>There is something that I want to make sure that I do with my boys.  That is believe in them.  Believe that they can do it.  Believe that if they put the effort in it they can accomplish the task.  Believe that they are capable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my kids to know that they can give it a shot.  I want them to know that I believe they can do it.  I want my kids not to be thinking about "what if I don't" but rather thinking about "what I have to do to do this" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success is trying.  Success is attempting to do something.  Success is giving it your all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started to train for my marathon, I admit I had many moments of "I will never be able to do this."  Guess what my wife told me?  She told me that she believed in me.  She told me that I could do it.  And you know what?  I am happy to say, she was right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are far too many people in this world that tell you what you can't do.  Tell you why you will never be able to do something.  Tell you that it will never work out.  Why be like that?  What good does that do?  How does that help someone?  What if rather then telling people what they can't do, you switched to "go for it!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of the day after a cross country meet (okay, it doesn't have to be cross country) me an my son, Isaiah or Sam, are sitting there eating an apple, and had finished 2nd, and he says to me "you know what, I need to work harder on my hills, I lost a lot of time on the hills, I was faster on the hills, I could make up that time I lost."  At that point I would have a choice.  I could say "well son, maybe your just not fast enough" or I could say "Go for it, do it with all your heart!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you are sitting there and saying what would happen if he never beat the other person and never finished better then 2nd?  My answer:  Who cares!  He gave his best!  Did he fail?  No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a you can person!  Believe in people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-7710704292796242605?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/7710704292796242605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=7710704292796242605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7710704292796242605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7710704292796242605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/02/believing-in-people.html' title='Believing in people'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-4019294793780817402</id><published>2010-02-09T21:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:20:24.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shovel shovel and more shoveling</title><content type='html'>Yes that is all I have done in the past couple of days.  I shoveled for about 8 hours on Saturday and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; 4 more on Sunday.  Monday was another 4 or 5 hours of shoveling.  Yes my back is sore.  And yes it is snowing right now, which means more shoveling soon.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;.  So how is this the beginning of something legendary?  Well one of two ways.  Maybe all this training will help me capture the world cup of professional snow shoveling.  Or I will teach my 4 year old son to shovel snow.  So in case you wonder what I have been up to, it is shoveling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-4019294793780817402?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/4019294793780817402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=4019294793780817402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4019294793780817402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4019294793780817402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/02/shovel-shovel-and-more-shoveling.html' title='Shovel shovel and more shoveling'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-2314237143320645105</id><published>2010-02-02T21:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T21:23:02.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of holy discontent</title><content type='html'>Today I was(am) having one of those days were I am just wishing I could do more.  It make me upset when I can not solve the worlds problems.  I know, I am exaggerating, but the point is this, I want to be able to help more.  So fortunately I was able to go for a run today (don't worry this relates).  When I run my brain thinks more clearly.  So later on today I had a thought (my one of the day).  I started coming up with a plan that will allow me to be able to help a lot of more people by helping people.  I hopefully will be able to put on paper what I am thinking real soon.  Pitch the idea to a couple of people for funding, and then be able to start.  So sometimes a little bit of holy discontent is a real good thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-2314237143320645105?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/2314237143320645105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=2314237143320645105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2314237143320645105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2314237143320645105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/02/bit-of-holy-discontent.html' title='A bit of holy discontent'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-6069139307602562301</id><published>2010-01-31T20:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T20:39:19.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My hand is going to fall off</title><content type='html'>One of the task that I get to do once a year is sign the year end receipts at the Lighthouse.  Basically what that entails is signing 954 letters and writing something simple on each of them.  Now many people will say "Why don't you get a stamp"  or they will ask "do you really need to sign all of them?"  My answer is yes I do have to sign them.   It is a humbling experience.  You see all the people who make it possible to do what we do.  Make you really appreciate the support from the community.  So while my hand is about to fall off, I am thankful for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-6069139307602562301?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/6069139307602562301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=6069139307602562301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6069139307602562301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6069139307602562301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-hand-is-going-to-fall-off.html' title='My hand is going to fall off'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-3294466311818103570</id><published>2010-01-26T22:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T22:24:30.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good business practices</title><content type='html'>This morning I was driving to work and had the overwhelming desire for a Boldy's Bakery peanut butter doughnut.  So I went to Boldy's Bakery ask if I could use my card since I did not have any cash on me.  The lady told me that they do not take cards.  I said thanks and was going to walk out.  She then told me that she would allow me to buy the doughnuts and coffee now as long as I would come back later and pay.  I said "really?"  So I got my food.  Said thank you and went to the bank and drove right back.  She said "I didn't think you would be back that quick."  Now personally I hate owing money so it is better just to take care of it.  However due to her willingness to let me "pay her later," I will be back. That is just good business practices.  Other places would do well to follow Boldy's Bakery lead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-3294466311818103570?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/3294466311818103570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=3294466311818103570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3294466311818103570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3294466311818103570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-business-practices.html' title='Good business practices'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-8982999827905389668</id><published>2010-01-25T20:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:12:22.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why my wife is the greatest...reason number 123041</title><content type='html'>Today when I got home from work, I smelled something cooking.  It smelled good.  But I did not ask what it was.  We got everything set for dinner and then Heather asked me to take the food out of the oven.  So I did.  I looked at it. For a while actually.  I realized that somehow my wife was able to take everything that we had in the refrigerator and put it all together and called it supper.  Now before you go thinking anything let me tell you the truth:  It was delicious.  I ate more then my fair share of it. &lt;br /&gt;I love that about my wife.  She does not like to waste food.  She likes to make the best of what we have.  She is thrifty and I love her for that.  Clearly my wife is the greatest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-8982999827905389668?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/8982999827905389668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=8982999827905389668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8982999827905389668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8982999827905389668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-my-wife-is-greatestreason-number.html' title='Why my wife is the greatest...reason number 123041'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-1981733911071270156</id><published>2010-01-23T14:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T20:56:21.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The attack of the squirrel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S1tRjPt92QI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Oj9JW00Ge-M/s1600-h/squirrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430023441681864962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S1tRjPt92QI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Oj9JW00Ge-M/s200/squirrel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heather had just left for a hair appointment. That left the three boys home alone to play. To tell you the truth I was looking forward to the time with my boys. About five minutes into our play time, we heard a noise. We looked over and there, running as fast as it could, was a squirrel inside our house! The poor frightened creature was trying to go out the window which was closed. My boys started getting scared. I wanted to join them but knew I had to protect them. So I quickly shoved the kids in the TV room and closed the door. I ran and got my shoes on and grabbed a broom. I left the kitchen door open to try and convince the squirrel to go out. I then looked at our front door (which we never use) and decided to open it too. At this point I noticed the squirrel in the corner and I tried to encourage the little guy to get out of my house. He wasn't too smart. He crawled under our foot rest. I then stuck the broom under the foot rest and got him out of the foot rest. Next thing you know he goes under the couch. Now our couch believe or not is heavy. I needed help. So I called my dad and asked where he was. Fortunately he was at his house. I say come over now, I need to evict a squirrel. He shows up in two minutes. We then devised a plan. We picked up the couch and the squirrel went back in the corner. I shoved the broom at him and he ran out the door. We quickly closed the door. Squirrel is gone! Unfortunately, then I had to clean up the mess from the squirrel and put everything back. So I guess if you ever find a squirrel in your house and you need an experienced squirrel remover, just give me a call.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-1981733911071270156?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/1981733911071270156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=1981733911071270156' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1981733911071270156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1981733911071270156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/01/attack-of-squirrel.html' title='The attack of the squirrel'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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/_OEEC7PTZR8g/S1tRjPt92QI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Oj9JW00Ge-M/s72-c/squirrel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948693092637820959.post-2509025166690322452</id><published>2010-01-21T20:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T20:34:52.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Amazing Son</title><content type='html'>This is one of those things that only a dad could be proud of.  My little two year old has one of the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;revered&lt;/span&gt; male talents.  The ability to pass gas whenever he wants to.  And in typical boy only fashion, he proceeds to laugh his head off every time he does it.  I know you are reading this and thinking, gross.  And well that is true, I have to admit, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; proud of the little guy.  So by now I know I will get one of two comments.  All the females out there will respond with something like "gross" or "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TMI&lt;/span&gt;" or something to the effect.  Now all the males out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; will respond with "awesome" or "go Sam" or something to that effect.  Sam, you the man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-2509025166690322452?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/2509025166690322452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=2509025166690322452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2509025166690322452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2509025166690322452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-amazing-son.html' title='My Amazing Son'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-4423943926095250280</id><published>2010-01-18T20:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:32:58.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My not so little boy anymore</title><content type='html'>As I type this, my not so little boy anymore is sleeping in his big boy bed.  Correction his Elmo bed.  Granted it is only an Elmo bed because we put Elmo sheets on it. He did not like us calling it his big boy bed.  But he settled right down in his "Elmo" bed.  I thought it was so cute seeing that little guy in the big bed.  It is amazing!  We left the crib in the room tonight, just in case he was having a hard time with the bed, we could switch him back to the crib.  But so far (granted it has only been 45 minutes) I have not heard any noise from his room.  What a big boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-4423943926095250280?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/4423943926095250280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=4423943926095250280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4423943926095250280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4423943926095250280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-not-so-little-boy-anymore.html' title='My not so little boy anymore'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-944153939882246348</id><published>2010-01-13T21:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:58:17.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who needs help</title><content type='html'>I think we all would like to sit here and think that we are in a place in our life where we help people rather then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; help.  That we have overcome all our problems.  That we are now in a place where we can do it ourselves.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; those things are just not true.  The reality is all of us our in a place where we need help and can help.  I think it is one of the most amazing and over looked aspects of God creation.  He knew that we could not exist on our own.  He knew that we needed each other.  Just another thing that amazes me about God.  How He planned and provided for all our needs.  That he gave us each other for each other.&lt;br /&gt;So as you sit there thinking I have to help everyone, realize that you need help to.  Realize that you are not any better then they are.  Realize that we all need help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-944153939882246348?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/944153939882246348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=944153939882246348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/944153939882246348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/944153939882246348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-needs-help.html' title='Who needs help'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-8060185469004056458</id><published>2010-01-10T20:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:43:03.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My laptop...it works...again!</title><content type='html'>For some reason, my laptop stopped working last week. Did not make me too happy. It would just not turn on. So I start wondering if it is the new power supply or if it is just time for a new one. I am not really in the mood to buy a new one. I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that it is the power supply. So after church today, I gave it to my brother. He asked me what was wrong with it. I told him. In 3 minutes he had it up and running! I love my brother! I can't tell you how many times he has bailed me out. Thanks Phil!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-8060185469004056458?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/8060185469004056458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=8060185469004056458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8060185469004056458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8060185469004056458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-laptopit-worksagain.html' title='My laptop...it works...again!'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-2502305710053594324</id><published>2010-01-08T20:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:07:08.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sallow</title><content type='html'>My loving wife has just told me I look sallow.  I am not quite sure what she means by it.  So I looked it up.  Here is the definition: of a sickly yellowish hue or complexion.  Hmm...I am perplexed.  I mean honestly, I have been fighting some sort of virus this week.   So maybe I am not looking like the GQ model, but sallow?   Sallow?   Sickly yellowish hue?  Boy that doesn't seem very nice huh?   But hopefully I will not remain in this sallow condition for too much longer.  After all I don't want to be sallowly and certainly don't want to live in a state of sallowness and really want to be sallowless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-2502305710053594324?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/2502305710053594324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=2502305710053594324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2502305710053594324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2502305710053594324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/01/sallow.html' title='Sallow'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-7155293862464686866</id><published>2010-01-06T20:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T20:44:37.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting by with a lot of help from my friends</title><content type='html'>Today was one of those days were you wake up and say "There is no way I can do this!"  I have not been feeling that great.  So I do not have that much energy.  I got a call yesterday from Home Depot telling me they had a bunch of stuff to be picked up.  I had to get it.  Did not know how I was going to do it.  Somehow, it all worked out.  The next thing I know is there are about 10 people helping unload everything.  I can't tell you how thankful I am for the help.  It never ceases to amaze me how God will just provide everything that we need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-7155293862464686866?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/7155293862464686866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=7155293862464686866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7155293862464686866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7155293862464686866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/01/getting-by-with-lot-of-help-from-my.html' title='Getting by with a lot of help from my friends'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-3289885642046472274</id><published>2010-01-04T20:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:00:40.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I just wanted some air</title><content type='html'>Last night, after moving some things at church, I went to my car and looked at my tire. The tire was just not round. I had an air tank in my trunk. Did not have much air but it was enough to make it round again. So I thought that I would be smart and fill it up to make my morning a lot better. So I drove down the road to a gas station. Found the air compressor. It had a "Out of order" sign on it. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;. So I went to another gas station. Put in 50 cents. It turned on, but no air came out. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;. So I went to another gas station, "Out of order." &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;. So I went to another gas station. Tried to put the quarters in it, it was jammed! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;. So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; I went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sheetz&lt;/span&gt;, where the air is free. It worked! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Finally&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the moral of the story is, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mess around, just go to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sheetz&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-3289885642046472274?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/3289885642046472274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=3289885642046472274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3289885642046472274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3289885642046472274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-wanted-some-air.html' title='I just wanted some air'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-1235403794477410757</id><published>2009-12-30T21:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:45:01.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How I beat the winter blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/SzwP9fwiJ6I/AAAAAAAAAg0/Nr5JqaWmXSU/s1600-h/winter+running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421225600618735522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/SzwP9fwiJ6I/AAAAAAAAAg0/Nr5JqaWmXSU/s200/winter+running.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to get extremely tired in the winter. The winter blahs is you will. I did not like that. So a couple of years ago I figured out what works for me to beat the winter blues. Running! I guess it does not have to be running, any exercise outside will do. Sledding with my kids counts too. But obviously for me running is my favorite. So I am looking at some crazy winter races just to keep me motivated to train and run harder. Any one else have way to beat those winter blahs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-1235403794477410757?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/1235403794477410757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=1235403794477410757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1235403794477410757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1235403794477410757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-i-beat-winter-blues.html' title='How I beat the winter blues'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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/_OEEC7PTZR8g/SzwP9fwiJ6I/AAAAAAAAAg0/Nr5JqaWmXSU/s72-c/winter+running.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948693092637820959.post-5272673326791083044</id><published>2009-12-28T20:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:23:14.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long lasting ministry</title><content type='html'>Here is something that I am learning.  When you invest your life in to people, you will not see results for 10 years.  Most people are not willing to wait those 10 years.  I think the last time I heard, the average length of a youth pastor is 6 months.  The average length of a pastor is a year and a half. &lt;br /&gt;I then look at Jesus, he took 3 years to disciple the disciples.  Now I am thinking that it was a much more intense ministry experience then what we experience today.   I also am thinking that Jesus was probably a little better then any of us will ever be. &lt;br /&gt;So with that being said, invest yourself for the long term.  It is then that you will see results.  I am always amazed at my dad.  He has been in the same place, investing himself into people lives for 33+ years.  I get to see what he accomplished.  But it is only because of the number of years he has invested.&lt;br /&gt;Today we went out to eat for supper.  Our server happened to be a kid in our kids &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;klub&lt;/span&gt; about 8 years ago.  Really cool catching up with him.  He is doing good.  Man that makes me happy.  It makes me want to keep on doing what I am doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-5272673326791083044?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/5272673326791083044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=5272673326791083044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5272673326791083044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5272673326791083044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/12/long-lasting-ministry.html' title='Long lasting ministry'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-6712216432012348233</id><published>2009-12-26T20:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T21:46:42.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Wow! Christmas, is amazing. So much fun with little kids. Just to see how excited they get. I was amazed at Isaiah. He was just so overwhelmed. Poor guy on Christmas night was crying about everything. He just was too tired.&lt;br /&gt;Just like last year, Santa showed up at my house again. I still don't know how it is. However, I think I have some clues. I am going to figure it out. You just wait an see.&lt;br /&gt;Now what I am seriously contemplating opening and assembling every toy before I wrap them. It is a huge pain to sit there and try to open the present while your son is hovering 2 inches away from you saying "daddy is it ready yet?" So in honor of fighting with toy packaging here is a hilarious song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M1t90Bg9wAw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M1t90Bg9wAw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my family or me -- but very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;similar&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-6712216432012348233?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/6712216432012348233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=6712216432012348233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6712216432012348233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6712216432012348233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-3101441682862854916</id><published>2009-12-22T22:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:27:40.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to my laptop</title><content type='html'>Dear Laptop,&lt;br /&gt;I have missed you so much.  These pass 2 weeks without your power supply have been tough.  I could not use you. You sat there, just waiting for me to use you again.  My first attempt to order a new power supply went wrong.  It was wrong cause I ordered the wrong one.  You would think that I knew you better then that.  So when I ordered then 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; time, I made sure you were the right one.  To my amazement, when I got the mail today, the power supply was there.  I quickly opened up the package, ran to the room, plug you in.  It worked!  I was so happy.  To be able to use you again.  I just felt right.  Surviving these two weeks using Heather's was tough.  (to Heather's credit, she shared really good).  But it is great to have you back old friend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-3101441682862854916?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/3101441682862854916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=3101441682862854916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3101441682862854916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3101441682862854916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/12/ode-to-my-laptop.html' title='Ode to my laptop'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-2417049750621543196</id><published>2009-12-21T22:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:43:59.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Tired</title><content type='html'>I will admit that this last couple of weeks have been very long.  I knew that they would be.  It is Christmas time.  Of course it is going to be crazy.  But I know it was going to be crazy so I have been doing a couple of things to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to get enough sleep.  It is amazing what 8 hours can do for you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat healthy.  Though I am not the expert, stuff like normal food at normal time and not a plethora of cookies (aka dieting made simple)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exercise -- clears the mind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dwell on the things of God.  I like to take a thought and ponder it until my ponderer is sore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take moments to remember why your are doing what you are doing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And look for those tiny glimpses of what we are working for -- and hold on to those.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just a couple of things that are getting me through this craziness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-2417049750621543196?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/2417049750621543196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=2417049750621543196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2417049750621543196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2417049750621543196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/12/feeling-tired.html' title='Feeling Tired'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-6035347021636600697</id><published>2009-12-15T21:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:14:03.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to fix a problem</title><content type='html'>Today was dishwasher install day.  I know, that doesn't sound too fun, but trust me it is.  We just purchased a brand new commercial dishwasher at the Lighthouse, so we had to install it.  Now of course we hook it up, do everything that we were supposed to do and of course it does not work.  Argh.  We look at it for a while.  Could not figure it out.  Then we walked away.  At that point, there was a great "I got it" moment.  We figure it out.  So we run back to the dishwasher look at it, think through the theory, and sure enough, that is the solution.  So then we execute the plan.  Run back down the stairs, turn on the breaker, then turn it on.  It works!  It works!  It works!  Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it is better to walk away, think through a situation, then tackle it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-6035347021636600697?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/6035347021636600697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=6035347021636600697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6035347021636600697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6035347021636600697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-to-fix-problem.html' title='How to fix a problem'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-6351597444211441329</id><published>2009-12-13T22:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:26:17.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2 hour trip that normally is 7 minutes</title><content type='html'>This morning I get a call from a friend telling me that he was stuck at the local store.  So I hurry up get a shower and head out the door.  While walking down the stairs I am thinking "boy it is a little slippery out here."  So I carefully start to drive up the road thinking "hey its a little slippery but not to bad.  Then I get to the main road.  Sheet of ice!  I start heading up a hill and I see that there are two cars that were not moving.  I start to go up the hill and quickly realize I am not going to make it.  So I stop and wait.  I am not that good at waiting.  Mean time, I hear about a bunch of accidents, so I start thinking, yeah this is not too bad.  Eventually a salt truck went by and salted the road.  I was able to get up the hill, and get to my friend (2 hours later). &lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why, but I enjoy the adventure!  I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-6351597444211441329?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/6351597444211441329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=6351597444211441329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6351597444211441329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6351597444211441329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-2-hour-trip-that-normally-is-7.html' title='My 2 hour trip that normally is 7 minutes'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-3906465056357225310</id><published>2009-12-13T22:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:15:53.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My poor laptop</title><content type='html'>Sorry that I have not blogged in a while.  My laptops power cable broke.  Yes, this is the 2nd power supply that broke.  Oh well.  The good news is the new power supply on its way.  I will survive.  Sorry no blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-3906465056357225310?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/3906465056357225310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=3906465056357225310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3906465056357225310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3906465056357225310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-poor-laptop.html' title='My poor laptop'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-7994885922092085066</id><published>2009-12-09T21:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:33:02.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather...and God</title><content type='html'>Today is one of those crazy days. You know, wind, rain, sun, clouds, warm, cold, hail, nice, burr, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ect&lt;/span&gt;... all within 2 hours.  Now you would think that something was going on.  But it was all designed by the God of variety.  He makes us all different and he makes the weather different.  I know I would have never made that many different things.  I just would not think of all those different things. &lt;br /&gt;Now see here is also another aspect.  In all this changing weather, I knew that God was in control.  I know that God designed all of this.  I know that He knew what he was doing.  So instead of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;worrying&lt;/span&gt; about it, or complaining about, I decided to just enjoy it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-7994885922092085066?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/7994885922092085066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=7994885922092085066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7994885922092085066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7994885922092085066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/12/weatherand-god.html' title='Weather...and God'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-6844067214536407768</id><published>2009-12-08T20:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:33:37.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IRS...the ongoing saga</title><content type='html'>Today I added yet another chapter to my IRS story.  I called them the other week to ask if they are ever going to respond to my letter I wrote them 3 months ago and they said they would get back to me in 45 days.  So upon talking to them, I was getting nowhere fast.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eventually&lt;/span&gt; the lady told me to go to a IRS walk-in facility.  I said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; where is one.  They told me in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Warrendale&lt;/span&gt;.  They gave me the hours, 8:30-3:30.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Finally&lt;/span&gt; today I had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to stop in the morning.  I made it there at about 9:00.  Open the door and no light is on.  I stand there for about 2 minutes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; find a phone.  It had a couple of options, so I dialed one of them.  "How can I help you?"  "I am here for a review" "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ohh&lt;/span&gt;, you can only do that on Mondays"  You got to be kidding me.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;.  However, you could go to the one in Butler, they are open everyday.  So I drive up to Butler.  I find the office.   Go in.   I am the only one there, and I start talking to the guy.  He asked me a few questions, found my file online.  Then he says "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ohh&lt;/span&gt; it appears that there was an adjustment made yesterday"  Turns out they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; go to reviewing my file.  Guess what?  I was right!  They are fixing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; error.  I am getting a bigger return.  Yes folks it is true.  I fought the IRS and I won. &lt;br /&gt;Next step...run for president?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-6844067214536407768?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/6844067214536407768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=6844067214536407768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6844067214536407768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6844067214536407768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/12/irsthe-ongoing-saga.html' title='IRS...the ongoing saga'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-3458259973064834903</id><published>2009-12-07T21:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:07:02.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A culture of affirmation</title><content type='html'>The other day I got an email with the subject "a culture of affirmation." I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; what the email was about. But the subject line got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A culture of affirmation, now that sounds nice. In fact if I was to ask for a show of hands how many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; would like to be in a culture of affirmation, I would venture to guess that 99% of everyone would raise &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; hands. (what can I say, there is always one &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weirdo&lt;/span&gt; in the group. Wait that wasn't too affirming was it?) Of course all of us want to be in a culture of affirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now maybe about 5 years ago I would have said something like, lets all live in a culture of affirmation. But that is not good enough anymore. I want to take it to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not enough to say "I want to live in a culture of affirmation." You have to be that change that you want to see in others. So your task is this: create a culture of affirmation. Stop tearing people down. Start building them up. Be the culture of affirmation. Make it your goal starting now. People (yes I am included in this) need affirmation. Be the one to give it to them. Give it a shot. Let me know how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-3458259973064834903?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/3458259973064834903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=3458259973064834903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3458259973064834903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/3458259973064834903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/12/culture-of-affirmation.html' title='A culture of affirmation'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-5677374549580041901</id><published>2009-12-01T22:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:41:58.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting to know people better</title><content type='html'>I think one of the best things in life is getting to know people better. Honestly, the more you know people, your perspective changes. The more you know people, the more you realize that no one actually has it all together. You realize that they are just as screwed up as the person who you actually are that you try to hide.&lt;br /&gt;I get to see that at the Lighthouse all the time. The more that I know who we are serving and who is giving the more fun and rewarding ministry is. When you have people trying to help people who are in a situation that they have been in, man that is great to see.&lt;br /&gt;When you are at church and you see people who you know all to well worshiping God. There is nothing more powerful than that. You know their short comings. You know their hurts, their pains, their struggles. Yet they are not letting what is wrong with them stop them from worshiping what is right with God.&lt;br /&gt;It is late at night, I should be tired, but thinking about things like that, I get excited! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-5677374549580041901?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/5677374549580041901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=5677374549580041901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5677374549580041901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5677374549580041901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/12/getting-to-know-people-better.html' title='Getting to know people better'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-306177185104402902</id><published>2009-11-29T22:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:17:33.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Trot</title><content type='html'>On Saturday&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/SxM49MT1f4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/vvtX4GBfF7g/s1600/turkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409730201329696642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OEEC7PTZR8g/SxM49MT1f4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/vvtX4GBfF7g/s200/turkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had the opportunity to run in the 10th annual Turkey Trot at Treesdale. I have to say it was wonderfully organized. They had plenty of volunteers helping out. They had every thing up and running. A really well run event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The course was difficult. One of the hardest courses I have ever seen. Between mile one and two I think it was just one long hill. Not to mention the beginning that after 50 yards you were heading up a huge hill. I do like challenging courses. I am just a crazy like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It turned out that I finished 2nd in my age category. The guy that beat me, who happens to be on the Lighthouse Board, finished 2nd to last in our category. (did you get that?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all a great morning. The best thing? All proceeds go to the Lighthouse! Thank you to all who helped put everything together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-306177185104402902?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/306177185104402902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=306177185104402902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/306177185104402902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/306177185104402902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/11/turkey-trot.html' title='Turkey Trot'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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/_OEEC7PTZR8g/SxM49MT1f4I/AAAAAAAAAgs/vvtX4GBfF7g/s72-c/turkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948693092637820959.post-1738371885616435400</id><published>2009-11-24T21:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:47:24.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurt people hurt people, but what do healthy people do?</title><content type='html'>When people are hurting they have a tendency to hurt people.  It is just what happens.  Yes, I know it is a destructive thing to do.  I know that you should not hurt anyone.  All of that is true, but when you are talking about hurting people, they hurt people.  &lt;br /&gt;So what if a hurt person tries to hurt you?  Get over it!  They are hurting.  We have the tendency to think that they should be kind to us because we are trying to help them.  Or that they should be grateful for the help that we give them.  They are hurting.  It is not that they are being mean or rude on purpose they are hurting.&lt;br /&gt;Our job is to help those who are hurting.  It is not about how they treat us.  It is not about how many times they thank us.  It is about how we treat them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-1738371885616435400?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/1738371885616435400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=1738371885616435400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1738371885616435400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1738371885616435400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/11/hurt-people-hurt-people-but-what-do.html' title='Hurt people hurt people, but what do healthy people do?'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-7088040161503368304</id><published>2009-11-23T21:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:26:23.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with my kids</title><content type='html'>If I am honest, I still like being a kid.  So one of my jobs as a dad is to play with my kids.  Boy that is the easy part.  It is fun goofing off with the kids.  The older that they get the more that we can play.  Now I am willing to bet that during our playing something will end up broken.  Hopefully it will not be a bone or anything like that.  But it is a lot of fun playing with my boys.&lt;br /&gt;the one thing that I learned, is that it doesn't matter what you do with them, as long as you are playing with them. &lt;br /&gt;One of my underlying motives (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ohh&lt;/span&gt; yes I have them) for blowing off all the leafs the other day was sled riding.  I can't wait to go sledding with my boys.  Now that there are no leaves there it will be even more fun! &lt;br /&gt;So yes, maybe I am a big kid.  But it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-7088040161503368304?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/7088040161503368304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=7088040161503368304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7088040161503368304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7088040161503368304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/11/playing-with-my-kids.html' title='Playing with my kids'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-5737944529937423492</id><published>2009-11-22T20:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:43:28.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 500</title><content type='html'>Wow! Post number 500! Amazing! Here it is 500 posts later and I still think I am just at the beginning of something legendary! I think I am going to keep blogging.&lt;br /&gt;With that being said I thought about the next 40 days or so. That would be the last 40 days of the year. I am going to try and spend about 95% of my thoughts on the sins of omission rather then the sins of commission. I am thinking that there is a lot of things that we don't do that we should do. But the problem is that we don't realize it because we are too busy worrying about what we shouldn't have done.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where this is going to take me. But it sounds like fun. Maybe this could be the beginning...the beginning of something legendary :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-5737944529937423492?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/5737944529937423492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=5737944529937423492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5737944529937423492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5737944529937423492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/11/number-500.html' title='Number 500'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-5053260684130064261</id><published>2009-11-18T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:15:08.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dealing With Headaches</title><content type='html'>I might have mentioned this before, but just to review.  Since I was in about 3rd grade, I have gotten migraines.  Now when I was younger, they would just kill a whole day.  I would end up throwing up over and over.  Since then I have learned to control these headaches a whole lot better. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I got one of those today.  I ended up throwing up once.  It was then I went home and took a 1/2 hour nap.  Woke up, ate something, went back to doing what I was doing.  About an hour later I started to feel better again. &lt;br /&gt;It feels great to feel normal.  I am glad I have figured out how to deal with the headaches.  There are some other things that I do to prevent the headache and to deal with the headache before it gets extreme. &lt;br /&gt;I know when I get to heaven, these will not be a problem.  I also know that my headaches are nothing compared to what some people have to put up with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-5053260684130064261?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/5053260684130064261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=5053260684130064261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5053260684130064261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5053260684130064261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/11/dealing-with-headaches.html' title='Dealing With Headaches'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-4820031481267142917</id><published>2009-11-17T20:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:17:51.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overcoming frustration</title><content type='html'>Today was a difficult day.  I was trying to figure out how to balance the budget for next year.  There are some difficult decisions that will have to be made.  So I needed to clear my head and went for a long run.  Boy did that feel good.  A nice 5 to 6 miles.  When I was running, I had a thought.  I thought I made a mistake.  So I got excited.  Ran back to my office.  Checked it, and unfortunately no mistake.  So I was feeling kinda of frustrated, but it was time to go home.  I had worship team practice tonight.  When I was practicing, I must admit, I was enjoying being with God.  My thoughts began to focus on God.  Put everything back in to perceptive.  Yes, I still have to figure out how to balance the budget.  But, I know that God is in control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-4820031481267142917?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/4820031481267142917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=4820031481267142917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4820031481267142917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4820031481267142917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/11/overcoming-frustration.html' title='Overcoming frustration'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-2414102316852535012</id><published>2009-11-12T21:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:23:22.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Depending on Miracles</title><content type='html'>Today was one of those days when I woke up I had a bunch of thoughts like "There is no way everything is going to get done."  I am the type of person who would like  to know a head of time how things are going to work out.  But sometimes that is just not possible.  So I have to depend totally on miracles.  I love being in those situations.  Actually that is not totally true, those situations do make me nervous.  Which makes me say something like "Lord, help".  That is the good part. &lt;br /&gt;Now let me be point out something here.  While it is perfectly acceptable to depend on miracles, it is not acceptable to be lazy.  We need to make sure we are doing the work that we have been called to do. &lt;br /&gt;Today I had a couple of those miracles work out.  Boy does it feel good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-2414102316852535012?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/2414102316852535012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=2414102316852535012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2414102316852535012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2414102316852535012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/11/depending-on-miracles.html' title='Depending on Miracles'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-8624841737376642253</id><published>2009-11-11T20:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:11:04.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Effectiveness</title><content type='html'>One of the biggest lessons that I learned in college (at the great &lt;a href="http://tfc.edu/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Toccoa&lt;/span&gt; Falls College &lt;/a&gt;that is) was about forms, functions, and foundations.  Allow me to review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Foundation -- that should be the foundation of Christ.  Everything we do must be from that starting point&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Functions -- The things the Bible tells us to do.  Stuff like the Great Commandment, the great commission go and make disciples, WHEN you pray (not if).  Stuff like that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forms -- How you do the functions.  Whatever way is most effective, do it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there is one stat that has stayed with me for a long time.  It takes the church in America 100 people 1 year at a cost of $100,000 to reach one person for Christ.  I never liked that one much.  So I always trying to find ways to lower those numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I juxtapose those two things, my brain gets excited.  My soul gets excited!  Then I want to figure out the best way to do everything!  Then I start dreaming!  Then dreaming leads to action!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-8624841737376642253?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/8624841737376642253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=8624841737376642253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8624841737376642253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/8624841737376642253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/11/effectiveness.html' title='Effectiveness'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-6085326759192611683</id><published>2009-11-09T21:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:23:52.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Ready To Learn</title><content type='html'>This past weekend was a long weekend.  We has the opportunity to visit family across the state.  It was a blast do not get me wrong.  I enjoyed it.  But needless to say, by the time Sunday came around I was a little tired.  It was hard to pay attention.  I had to force myself to listen.  Here is what I know about being ready to learn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can not learn on an empty stomach.  I know not so spiritual, but it is true&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can not learn that well without proper rest.  Again, not spiritual, just practical&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You learn better when are excited about something.  Do you gear up for a football game?  Why not Church?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You learn better when you try to listen.  Face it we all can tune things out, but why not be an active listener&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You learn better when you are comfortable.  I am sorry if wearing a tie makes you fidget, do not wear one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You learn better you can hear.  Proper sound does help a lot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just some thoughts about being ready to learn.  You have any more ideas?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-6085326759192611683?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/6085326759192611683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=6085326759192611683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6085326759192611683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6085326759192611683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/11/being-ready-to-learn.html' title='Being Ready To Learn'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-9068158524635350188</id><published>2009-11-04T21:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:52:35.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I learned today</title><content type='html'>When I think about my day, I usually try to figure out one thing that I learned.  The thought of the day if you will.  Today was all about talking to people.  I think of three conversations I had with people today.  In all of those three conversations, I saw the person. In those three conversations, there were no cell phone interruptions, no text interruptions, no interruptions of any sort.  That is really rare these days.  I enjoyed it.  I will have to remember that the next time I get a call or something when talking to someone.  Maybe I will just ignore the potential int eruption.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-9068158524635350188?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/9068158524635350188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=9068158524635350188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/9068158524635350188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/9068158524635350188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-i-learned-today.html' title='What I learned today'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-5311132667728108140</id><published>2009-11-03T22:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:34:10.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who really is in charge of YOUR life?</title><content type='html'>Election day.  I really hope you all voted.  If you did not, seriously, shame on you!  But election day is always a little nerve racking.  You want your candidate to win.  So you watch the results, waiting for those key races to return.  I hate to burst your bubble, but some of the people you wanted to win will win.  And then tomorrow will come.  Guess what, we will still have the same problems we had before your candidate was elected. &lt;br /&gt;The point is this, if you relying on a politician to be in charge of your life, you have serious problems.  God is the one who needs to be in charge.  If God is in charge, you can go to bed, no matter who is in charge, and wake up and serve God.  Pretty cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;By the way if you did not vote, you are not allow to complain about anything involving politics or the government! You forfeit that right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-5311132667728108140?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/5311132667728108140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=5311132667728108140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5311132667728108140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5311132667728108140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/11/who-really-is-in-charge-of-your-life.html' title='Who really is in charge of YOUR life?'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-4893551658270559375</id><published>2009-11-02T21:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:50:48.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have failed my kids</title><content type='html'>I have come to realized that I am failing my kids.  For the most part, Heather and I make sure that  our kids eat healthy.  Honestly, we do not have that many good snacks around this house.  (And yes, I am hungry right now)  Due to this fact, my kids do not have a good  knowledge of candy.  When we were trick or treating, my kids were not taking the good candy.  They would take a lollipop over a snickers bar.  Really kids?  Come on!  I need my candy!&lt;br /&gt;My poor kids :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-4893551658270559375?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/4893551658270559375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=4893551658270559375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4893551658270559375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4893551658270559375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-failed-my-kids.html' title='I have failed my kids'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-7830907133313844798</id><published>2009-10-29T21:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:40:23.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How connected are you?</title><content type='html'>I think we need to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recognize&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;overconnectivity&lt;/span&gt;. I have seen people that spend every second of the day talking/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt;/emailing/surfing without stopping even in the bathroom. Crazy. Now I will admit to liking my laptop. I enjoy being connected.&lt;br /&gt;But, people, there comes a point. People. just unplug.&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that if you ever want to impress someone, don't text while talking to them. Stop all this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;overconnectivity&lt;/span&gt; stuff and just listen to them. This will blow people socks off, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;If you are suffering from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;overconnectivity&lt;/span&gt;, please hear me out. Take 1 week off. Stay unconnected for 1 week. You will survive. You might enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-7830907133313844798?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/7830907133313844798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=7830907133313844798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7830907133313844798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7830907133313844798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-connected-are-you.html' title='How connected are you?'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-2941879106927186833</id><published>2009-10-27T22:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:17:57.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Will they remember you?</title><content type='html'>The best selling book of all time is The Bible.  In the Bible there are some obscure people mentioned.  These are people that 99% of all Bible scholars would not remember.  Now however, the fact that they even were mentioned in the Bible makes them way more memorable then most people.  That in an odd way excites me.  I really don't care if anyone remembers me.  After all it should not be about me, it should be about God. &lt;br /&gt;Then, and only then, when you remove yourself from the spotlight, change can happen. &lt;br /&gt;So I guess I am asking you how will they remember you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-2941879106927186833?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/2941879106927186833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=2941879106927186833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2941879106927186833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/2941879106927186833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/10/will-they-remember-you.html' title='Will they remember you?'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-7814746704949789738</id><published>2009-10-26T21:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:40:07.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My idea of good morning</title><content type='html'>I had one of those this morning, a good morning that is.  My definition of a good morning is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Get up early -- I know it sounds crazy, but I do like the mornings&lt;br /&gt;2.  Get a shower -- a must for any good morning&lt;br /&gt;3.  Get in car and have it start -- Hey if it starts, it is a good day&lt;br /&gt;4.  Make it to work -- Yes I am happy if nothing bad happens on the way&lt;br /&gt;5.  Get coffee before I talk to anyone -- coffee is so necessary&lt;br /&gt;6.  Check email and voicemail before talking to anyone -- I know seems mean&lt;br /&gt;7.  Check in with my staff, see how they are doing -- not so much job related stuff, just to talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when all of those things happen, it is a good morning.  Today was a morning that followed those 7 steps. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-7814746704949789738?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/7814746704949789738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=7814746704949789738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7814746704949789738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7814746704949789738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-idea-of-good-morning.html' title='My idea of good morning'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-6302097663035341830</id><published>2009-10-25T21:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:03:22.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When I am ready</title><content type='html'>Can you think about your life for a second for me? I want you to think of some major events in your life. Now, I want to ask you this question; were you ready?&lt;br /&gt;I think back to becoming the pastor at Bakerstown CMA. Was I ready? NO! Now it is true that I had all the training that I technically needed. I was eligible. But as far as actually being ready, I don't think I was.&lt;br /&gt;When we had Isaiah, was I ready to be a parent? I don't think so. I don't know think I really know what I am doing four years later. Heck I still don't know what I am doing with our second child. I am learning all the time.&lt;br /&gt;The point is this: most of the big events in your life, you probably won't feel you are ready for that next chapter. And honestly, you probably aren't ready. But that is where faith comes in. Faith to trust in God to lead you, not just to the opportunity but through the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;When those moments come, trust God, not your preparation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-6302097663035341830?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/6302097663035341830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=6302097663035341830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6302097663035341830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/6302097663035341830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-i-am-ready.html' title='When I am ready'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-311500679603715893</id><published>2009-10-21T21:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:30:47.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>First of all let me apologize for not blogging that much lately.  Honestly, have not had the time.  I have had a lot of different things on my mind.  But by the time I had an opportunity to blog, I was just too tired.&lt;br /&gt;What I have been noticing lately is a lot of fear.  Now I am not talking about fear of jumping out of a plane.  That is good fear. (However, you could talk me in to it without much effort) But I am talking about fear to try something different.  Fear to take a risk.&lt;br /&gt;The more I talk to people, the more I realize there are a lot of people living in fear.  I wish I could change that.  I wish people would just go ahead and take the risk.  But I can't do that for others.&lt;br /&gt;So I can do what I can.  Which is not to allow my life to be a life of fear. &lt;br /&gt;What fear is blocking you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-311500679603715893?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/311500679603715893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=311500679603715893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/311500679603715893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/311500679603715893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/10/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-1885792370416542143</id><published>2009-10-15T21:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:29:33.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year ago</title><content type='html'>I realized that today one year ago I started back at the Lighthouse.  One year?  One year already? Seems to have flown by.  I have enjoyed my time working with a wonderful staff and wonderful volunteers. &lt;br /&gt;I am still dreaming.  I am still trying to figure out how to find ways to help more people.  There are many challenges ahead for us. &lt;br /&gt;But wow, a year?  Pretty amazing. &lt;br /&gt;Hmm....maybe...could it be...I think it might be...yes it must be...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;indeed&lt;/span&gt; it is...It is the beginning of something legendary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-1885792370416542143?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/1885792370416542143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=1885792370416542143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1885792370416542143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1885792370416542143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/10/1-year-ago.html' title='1 year ago'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-4849809851196397266</id><published>2009-10-14T21:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T21:31:32.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurting people</title><content type='html'>It seems like the last couple of days I have seen a lot of people who have been hurting.  Hurting in bad ways.  It breaks my heart to hear some of their stories.  These are not people who are lazy.  These are not people who are just "abusing the system."  These are not people who "should just get over it."   These are people who are hurt.  People who need help. &lt;br /&gt;I wonder how God feels when his children are suffering.  I am sure He is hurting a whole lot more then I am. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew how to make every thing go away.  I wish I could take their pain away.  I wish I could help. &lt;br /&gt;A lot of times I have no idea what to do.  I have no idea what would help. &lt;br /&gt;I know why the Lighthouse is in existence.  I know we are to do the best we can to help these people.  Seems like an impossible task.  Fortunately God makes a living out of doing the impossible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-4849809851196397266?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/4849809851196397266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=4849809851196397266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4849809851196397266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/4849809851196397266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/10/hurting-people.html' title='Hurting people'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-1297078648550962644</id><published>2009-10-12T21:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:41:18.615-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Preaching a series</title><content type='html'>One of the things that I learned at the great Toccoa Falls College was the importance of preaching in a series.  The reason for this is it forces you to examine all the issues.  It is really easy to pick up a couple of topics that you care about and switch the title every week.  Then you can just preach on your soup box.  A series helps you better deal with all the issues. &lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I do like Old Testament books the most.  Just fun to study those things and look at all the different issues and thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;That is one of the things I miss about preaching every week.  The discipline to study something different every week is a whole lot of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-1297078648550962644?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/1297078648550962644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=1297078648550962644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1297078648550962644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/1297078648550962644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/10/preaching-series.html' title='Preaching a series'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-7350533996668951214</id><published>2009-10-09T21:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:05:11.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The volume on TV commercials</title><content type='html'>Why is it that in order to hear whatever show you are watching you have to turn the volume up pretty high? That would not be a problem if you were just watching the show. But then there are the commercials. The volume of commercials is like 10 times louder. Now I know that they are doing this to try and get your attention, but come on. It is so annoying. I wish that the commercials would be the same volume.&lt;br /&gt;Now with all this being said, I am blogging this on a Friday night at home watching TV. Maybe I am just old :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-7350533996668951214?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/7350533996668951214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=7350533996668951214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7350533996668951214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/7350533996668951214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/10/volume-on-tv-commercials.html' title='The volume on TV commercials'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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-7948693092637820959.post-5642588174154147102</id><published>2009-10-05T20:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:09:50.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Picture</title><content type='html'>On Sunday it was World Wide Communion Day.  I was invited to a community service.  Now the interesting thing was we celebrated communion together.  Every church, every denomination does communion just a little different.  So it was fun to see every one try to understand each others' traditions.  This was not the most smooth flowing communion service.  But it was ok.  Because we were taking communion together.  So much is written about the difference we have with different denominations.  But the bottom line is what unites us, Jesus's love and sacrfice for us, is by far greater than what divides us.  It was really nice to come together and celebrate communion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948693092637820959-5642588174154147102?l=thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/feeds/5642588174154147102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948693092637820959&amp;postID=5642588174154147102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5642588174154147102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948693092637820959/posts/default/5642588174154147102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeginningofsomethinglegendary.blogspot.com/2009/10/big-picture.html' title='The Big Picture'/><author><name>Dan Borchert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06029825055910976312</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></feed>
