<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23292376</id><updated>2009-10-15T17:32:23.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Like a Loved Person</title><subtitle type='html'>God Loves me.  I want to live like it's true - like I really believe it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedperson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23292376/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedperson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brian M. Wallace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04798254591278587633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23292376.post-2305512451575483186</id><published>2008-01-17T10:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T10:31:08.731-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Love</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine has this quote as part of her email signature.  It arrested my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Strange, this love announced by our Lord turns all of life right. To love others is to fill our own empty spaces".&lt;br /&gt;- Thomas A. Becket&lt;br /&gt;c. 1118-1170&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23292376-2305512451575483186?l=lovedperson.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedperson.blogspot.com/feeds/2305512451575483186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23292376&amp;postID=2305512451575483186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23292376/posts/default/2305512451575483186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23292376/posts/default/2305512451575483186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedperson.blogspot.com/2008/01/strange-love.html' title='Strange Love'/><author><name>Brian M. Wallace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04798254591278587633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14419545985245002957'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23292376.post-8702859442203187858</id><published>2007-07-09T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T13:55:52.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are proud and humbled parents.</title><content type='html'>In late May Zach, our oldest son, gave the senior address in our church on youth Sunday.  It was an amazing moment - a culmination of all the years of parenting and praying.  We could not be more excited about the man he is becoming - has become.   Here is his short address - it is worth watching, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yoyMyVyZLIs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yoyMyVyZLIs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23292376-8702859442203187858?l=lovedperson.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedperson.blogspot.com/feeds/8702859442203187858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23292376&amp;postID=8702859442203187858' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23292376/posts/default/8702859442203187858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23292376/posts/default/8702859442203187858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedperson.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-are-proud-and-humbled-parents.html' title='We are proud and humbled parents.'/><author><name>Brian M. Wallace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04798254591278587633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14419545985245002957'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23292376.post-7517601364200429002</id><published>2007-05-22T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T15:57:26.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait with Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have been spending time thinking about Psalm 131 these days.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love Peterson’s version in The Message:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;God, I am not trying to rule the roost,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to be king of the mountain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t meddled where I have no business of fantasized grandiose plans.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I’ve kept my feet on the ground,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve cultivated a quiet heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a baby content in its mother’s arms, my soul is a baby content.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Wait, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Israel&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, for God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wait with hope.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hope now; hope forever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think that is how loved people live – people who are convinced they are loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23292376-7517601364200429002?l=lovedperson.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedperson.blogspot.com/feeds/7517601364200429002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23292376&amp;postID=7517601364200429002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23292376/posts/default/7517601364200429002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23292376/posts/default/7517601364200429002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedperson.blogspot.com/2007/05/wait-with-hope.html' title='Wait with Hope'/><author><name>Brian M. Wallace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04798254591278587633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14419545985245002957'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23292376.post-2006784281038859676</id><published>2007-05-18T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T16:58:59.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping Into the Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Can I possibly living like a loved person if I don’t have the time or energy to write on my own blog in three months!?&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kind of ironic huh!&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I got an email from a friend a while back that God has used to confront me and restore my commitment to my life as a loved person.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She had listened to a sermon of mine, and was sharing what God was teaching her.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is always extra convicting when God uses your own words to remind you of the life you feel called to live.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I went out to run this evening I listened to your message on God's heart for the lonely. And of course it struck an enormous chord. And I wonder - and long for it to happen - if I will be able to reach the point that the woman at the well did - where she was truly transformed by her encounter to the point where she really got it - the way that the light bulb goes off and the relationship comes to this whole new level, this level of a true friend and trusting sense of someone that you can talk to and sense real guidance from and concern. A transformation that at the deepest heart level convinces you once and for all that you are loved and that affects everything about you and your perception of your world and your life and how you relate to others. It is this I think that I seem to be banging against in my heart and head and spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wrote my friend back today.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wanted to encourage her, but I was really talking to my self – confessing my need to walk in the way of God’s love.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I share it with you as an attempt to press my commitments into the light, and to speak the truth of the Gospel to myself and to anyone else who might care to listen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I too long for the day when I will really get it – that I am loved by Jesus – to the point when I will let go of my temporal longings and dreams – to let the God of heaven dream for me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I resonate with your thoughts about pursuing your own way instead of trusting in God&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(that can be done in every area – relationships, intimacy, money and even ministry). Minsitry is where I run ahead of Jesus.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I work in my own strength and my own wisdom rather than waiting for the tender power of God to come in His time and in his way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sometimes there are consequences to our rushing ahead.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For me, I exhaust myself trying to be Jesus for everyone, and I end up feeling alone and overwhelmed.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The consequences of our sin can be quite serious – physical, emotional and relational.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The good news is that for the repentant heart there is no consequence bigger than the grace of Jesus.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If we confess our sin (1 John 1:9) there is no spiritual consequence that can take us away from Jesus – make him turn his back on us, leave us alone or burn in anger towards us.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rather, he gently calls us back to himself – to love, to relationship, to blessing, to inheritance as a dearly loved child that is his very own.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have to remind myself of these things regularly – almost every day.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have to speak, read and have spoken over me the truth that I am son of God, and no one – not even me – can change that.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No one is powerful enough to rip me from the arms of my strong Father in Heaven.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I will pray for you, as I pray for myself, that you will know the heights, the depths, the length and the breadth of the love of God in Christ Jesus.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;May you know the joy of being God’s precious little girl.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And, may God grace you with the continued love of good friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Brian&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23292376-2006784281038859676?l=lovedperson.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedperson.blogspot.com/feeds/2006784281038859676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23292376&amp;postID=2006784281038859676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23292376/posts/default/2006784281038859676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23292376/posts/default/2006784281038859676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedperson.blogspot.com/2007/05/stepping-into-light.html' title='Stepping Into the Light'/><author><name>Brian M. Wallace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04798254591278587633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14419545985245002957'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23292376.post-2576723339522863796</id><published>2007-03-09T12:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T12:23:27.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 Ways of Getting into a Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have noticed that some folks have an easier time becoming part of our church than others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here are a few of the things they have done that seem to make it easier and faster.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Make yourself known:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As a pastor, I love it when folks      approach me and say, “Hey, I’m new.&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Can we get together so I can learn about your church?”&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Ask questions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is not always as easy to understand      what to do or where to go at a new church –at least not as easy as we      pastors would like to think.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ask a      greeter, a pastor what to do, or even call the church before you      visit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you can say “I am looking      for a group of recent grads. Where do I go when I come to you church?”,      you will learn a lot, and likely have folks looking forward to meeting you      on Sunday.&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Volunteer:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;You don’t have to have picked a      church to volunteer for a special project – or go to a prayer meeting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Serving and praying might give you a way      to learn more about the people and the community, and you will likely make      a friend.&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Take a risk:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;It really is hard to enter a room      full of people you don’t know!&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Working through the fear, and introducing yourself to lots of      people may not be who you are, but it will definitely be worth it.&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Ask for help!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ask a leader or even a member of a small      group to help you get to know folks or become part of the fellowship.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They can introduce you to people and      pave the way for new relationships – or just make you feel less awkward at      a party!&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23292376-2576723339522863796?l=lovedperson.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedperson.blogspot.com/feeds/2576723339522863796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23292376&amp;postID=2576723339522863796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23292376/posts/default/2576723339522863796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23292376/posts/default/2576723339522863796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedperson.blogspot.com/2007/03/top-5-ways-of-getting-into-church.html' title='Top 5 Ways of Getting into a Church'/><author><name>Brian M. Wallace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04798254591278587633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14419545985245002957'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23292376.post-522117167057068618</id><published>2007-03-09T11:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T08:17:59.669-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Community After College</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I recently bumped into a young woman who had visited our church a little while back.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was so excited to see her.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I had been praying for and her transition to &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Austin&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, and that she might find her way into the life of our church community.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I had heard about her, and was delighted that there might be an InterVarsity staff person becoming part of the fellowship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My heart sank as I listened to her story.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She had a hard time making a connection when she visited, and she did not want to say (I could tell), but her face belied the truth of the rumor that I heard that she had an awkward encounter with a guy in our singles group.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now, to be honest and fair, I really don’t know why she did or did not ultimately make our church her home.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Who really knows?&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But, her story sounded all too familiar.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It broke my heart, and as a pastor, it breaks my heart every time I hear stories like hers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know that our church is not for everyone.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We are a particular “flavor”, and not all people like vanilla, or strawberry or whatever flavor best describes our church.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But, it pains me that someone would find it hard to find their way into our community.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Our pastoral staff – and I know this is true of every pastor I know – works hard to make sure that people find the easiest ramp into the church as possible.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is not because we just want to get “bigger”.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is because we really love people, and live to build authentic faith communities where people will find loving transforming connections to God Word and God’s people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, as I write about things you can do to find your way into the church as you graduate, please know that we in the church take your challenge seriously.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We know that the hard work is not only yours, but ours.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We have to get better at making a way for folks like you to find a home with us.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That said, there are some things that you can do that will really help the process.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Be persistent!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am convinced that as God has called you to live in a &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;new city&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, he has made a way for you to find your way into a new faith community.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He has not called you into loneliness or isolation in your faith!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A church is out there where you will really fit.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You may not find it on the first visit, or the second.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Stay engaged in the process, and get your buddies to hold you accountable to hanging in there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Keep in mind that even after you have “picked your church”, it will likely take upwards of three months to find your way into a community.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You know what I mean – that place where you feel that you are known, and others know you.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Where you feel comfortable at the spontaneous gathering at the movies or for dinner.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Persevere through the inevitable awkwardness.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The safety of your friendships in InterVarsity took time to build.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The same will be true in the church.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;Don&lt;/st1:personname&gt;’t Blame the Church&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Now there is a ton the church (my church) is guilty of.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We will own that.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But, I too often hear the old story that “I went to that church and nobody reached out to me”.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The untold story is that the person slipped in late one Sunday, bolted as soon as the service was over, never asked a question and never filled out a contact form of any kind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Remember, if you go to a church of over 500 people, it is rare that everyone in the seat knows who is new and who is not.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At some point, you need to make yourself known, and do a bit more than sit in a pew for a little over an hour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now, if you have come more than once, filled out the church’s new comer stuff, introduced yourself at the info booth and you still have trouble making connection, blame us all you want.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We will have failed you!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But, my experience is that while that story happens, it is rare.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When we enter a new church community we need to have healthy expectations.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We need to do our part to let folks know we exist and that we want help to make our way into the fellowship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is going to be different!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;One of the things I loved about being part of InterVarsity as a student was that the community of faith was so connected.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The relationships I made in college were amazing, and many of then have been enduring.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We had a common experience, a common language (GIG, Large Group, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Urbana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and IBS for instance).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was a shock and a loss when I made my way into my first church after graduation.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“These people have never even heard of InterVaristy. &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What is the deal!”&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I had to understand that in entering a new church, I was also entering a new culture – the church’s unique culture.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I had to get comfortable with the fact that is was not just like what I left on campus, and loved so much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What you experienced in college, if anything like my life in InterVarsity, was wonderful and unique.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is worth celebrating, and grieving as you leave school. There will not be another place just like it.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As you look for a church, it will help you remember to expect the church to be different.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It will not be what you had in college.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But different does not always mean “bad”.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God can, and I believe desires to provide you a rich experience of transforming community in the church.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Remain open to new moves of God’s Spirit as you enter the world of the church.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And as you graduate, remember to celebrate and say thank you to all the people that have been so special to you.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Allow yourself to grieve as you leave the community, but don’t let that become a barrier to a new community in the church.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23292376-522117167057068618?l=lovedperson.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovedperson.blogspot.com/feeds/522117167057068618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23292376&amp;postID=522117167057068618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23292376/posts/default/522117167057068618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23292376/posts/default/522117167057068618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovedperson.blogspot.com/2007/03/finding-community-after-college.html' title='Finding Community After College'/><author><name>Brian M. 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