<?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-2050815905473504104</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:10:40.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhythm</title><subtitle type='html'>rhythm; [rith-uhm] -noun
   movement or procedure with uniform or patterned recurrence of a beat, accent, or the like.
Have you ever felt rhythm?  Not just heard it but actually felt it?  Where the sound in the backfround pulsates through you like it's part of you and you feel so overwhelmed inside of it.  That feeling is not unique, you know that feeling, you have felt the Rythm in our world, you have felt God.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2050815905473504104.post-2787503932040976452</id><published>2010-06-01T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T10:19:04.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blogging Address</title><content type='html'>Hey All!  I just wanted to let you know that I have pretty much abandoned this blog.  Nothing against this blog but I was recently invited to become a contributing blogger at &lt;a href="http://www.groansfromwithin.com"&gt;www.groansfromwithin.com&lt;/a&gt;, to which, I accepted.  So please head on over to &lt;a href="http://www.groansfromwithin.com"&gt;Groans From Within&lt;/a&gt; and enjoy the rambling of myself and 2 good friends who are seeking to create great conversation about the living and active Kingdom of God.  I look forward to reading your thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-2787503932040976452?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/2787503932040976452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-blogging-address.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/2787503932040976452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/2787503932040976452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-blogging-address.html' title='New Blogging Address'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-7273617516273806893</id><published>2010-03-04T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T10:40:36.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Singular Answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9AaUBAgsm8E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9AaUBAgsm8E&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any questions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-7273617516273806893?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/7273617516273806893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2010/03/singular-answer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/7273617516273806893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/7273617516273806893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2010/03/singular-answer.html' title='The Singular Answer'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-7168590586938102628</id><published>2009-11-04T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:43:00.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would You?</title><content type='html'>This week I have only a question for those of you that read my blog and I'm really hoping for some comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Heaven and Hell failed to exist, would you follow the ways of Jesus?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-7168590586938102628?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/7168590586938102628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/11/would-you.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/7168590586938102628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/7168590586938102628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/11/would-you.html' title='Would You?'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-3403872966709047892</id><published>2009-10-13T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:12:03.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People; The Objects</title><content type='html'>I was watching a short video podcast today from one of my most admired ministries, XXXChurch.  I've greatly admired the team at XXXChurch for their willingness to go into tough places to bring a message of love to those who desperately need it or who have never actually felt real love, but the "love" that comes from porn and the porn industry.  This particular podcast had a short clip of some of the XXXChurch crew members attempting to have a conversation with a few very loud, obnoxious Christians that stood across the road of the Exotica Miami Convention with banners held high portraying messages directed at the convention goers that featured words like "sin", "anger" and "hate". The XXXChurch volunteers attempted to help the banner people understand that the message they were passing along was not the message of Jesus, because in fact each person is valued and loved by God.  There was quite at argument that ensued and if you'd like to see it you can click &lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/2158823"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/2158823"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (about 3min in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we as Jesus followers think that porn should not exist?  There are multiple reasons but I believe the most important reason is this: porn only degrades people, especially women, it ultimately plays a part in removing humanity and replacing it with objectivity.  I believe that part of fighting the good fight (1 Tim 1:18, 6:12 2 Tim 4:7) is to fight for humanity to exist or to be restored, not to degrade it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don't think the banner people realize is they are a lot more like the porn producers, actors and consumers they were calling out than they are like those that choose to follow Jesus.  I couldn't help but notice that the banner people looked at the people across the street as sinners, evil doers and whores, of which we could say about any of us, but they didn't see the people across the street for what they truly were...humans...damaged, broken, fallen, humans.  As they were yelling and screaming I began to tear up a bit, only because if they were portraying the true God, they might as well have been yelling and screaming at me-for I have sinned, I am broken, I have done evil, I am damaged, I am fallen and if these are the labels I must carry around, the kind of labels that show up in a room 5 minutes before I do, I have no hope because now I am not a person who carries baggage, I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; the baggage, and if this is true, there is no hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a quote from Shane Claiborne that I talk about frequently that I believe hits home in this situation, a conversation he had with a friend where his friend claimed that Jesus never spoke to a prostitute.  Shane began to fire back with counter remarks until his friend stopped him and finished.  His friend finished his thought: "Jesus never talked with a prostitute because He never saw a prostitute...He saw a person that He was madly in love with".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately; stories about banner people sadden me, but I fear this problem is much closer to home than we want to realize.  Part of working inside a church is many conversations, philosophies, and creation of evangelism.  Evangelism is a great thing, but all too often our language can turn to things like "we evangelized them" or "we need to grow through evangelism".  It's not the words that end up being the problem, it's where the words come from.  All too often we has pastors and church people can stop seeing actual people with issues, problems, joys and sorrows-but soon we begin to implement the same objectivity thinking as the banner people and porn producers, the kind of thinking where people are no longer humans, they are objects that make up our large events, purposes and even our egos.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad to say it, but I am guilty of this type of thinking.  There have been times where I have given in to objectivity thinking.  In my darkest times, my entire goal is to pack out the room with lots of kids and look like a hero to the church because "there are so many kids here!" When this type of thinking ensues, it doesn't matter where these kids come from or what they go home to, the only thing that matters is me because, I don't have to care for objects; right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all of us see humans that God is madly in love with.  May we all see humans that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; are madly in love with.  May we realize that Jesus died for humanity, and not just the people, but the concept as well.  May we be carriers and removers of others baggage.  May we be part of the restoration and the gift of true, authentic, Humanity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-3403872966709047892?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/3403872966709047892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/10/people-objects.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/3403872966709047892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/3403872966709047892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/10/people-objects.html' title='People; The Objects'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-8454067006101832340</id><published>2009-08-13T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T15:13:53.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pomo Camp-Ground</title><content type='html'>This pic was posted on twitter by my good friend Tim Haydock, and I thought I would share it with ya'll.  To all my friends living within this new culture, shall we create an annual retreat here?  An annual time of theological and philosophical wrestling?  This could be epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBgqz0MBWiY/SoSP7gnrSXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tZnooG85lOs/s1600-h/pomocampground.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBgqz0MBWiY/SoSP7gnrSXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tZnooG85lOs/s400/pomocampground.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369574908263876978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-8454067006101832340?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/8454067006101832340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/08/pomo-camp-ground.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8454067006101832340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8454067006101832340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/08/pomo-camp-ground.html' title='Pomo Camp-Ground'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBgqz0MBWiY/SoSP7gnrSXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tZnooG85lOs/s72-c/pomocampground.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2050815905473504104.post-8086101887253190634</id><published>2009-06-29T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T12:11:56.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my great influencers; Bill Walsh</title><content type='html'>Recently, a friend of mine had to ask 10 different people to comment on who they considered great and why.  She chose to involve me in this project and below is my response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"One person that I think is really great is Bill Walsh. Walsh coached the San Francisco 49ers from 1979 to 1988. During that time he won 3 super bowls, which was a great achievement in itself in such a short time. However, this is not why I truly admire about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his time as the head coach of the 49ers, as well as his coaching time at Stanford, Walsh was able to develop 6 other coaches that went on to become great head coaches in the NFL. These 6 coaches then developed others because of the influence of Walsh, all in all, the total amount of head coaches that can thank Walsh for playing a serious role in their leadership is 31. (and there are only 32 teams in the NFL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other reason i think he's great is that he invented what we call the "West Coast Offense". There are only a few great minds that have shaped current football strategies and he is one of them. He looked at the current offenses in place and decided they needed to be re-invented so he did, which is why he was able to earn so many wins and championships. I truly admire anybody that can re-write the way things are done in any industry or ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to these things he genuinely cared about his fellow players and coaches.  He considered it a great honor to be able to work with everyone he did. For Walsh, this was the most valuable part of coaching.  This type of attitude from a coach is rare today and when a coach is encountered with a similar attitude as Walsh, the time with that coach is to be admired and copied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a ministry leader, i hope to be able to re-think ministry strategies and recycled ideas and turn them into what can truly achieve the mission of God. I also hope that one day there will be many other leaders in ministry that I was able to develop so that they may continue to legacy of pushing forth the great mission of God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As leaders in ministry, it is important that we continue to learn from anybody and everybody that has gone before us so that we may grow in our ability to be the best leaders we can be, wherever God has placed us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leadership is a stewardship.  It is temporary.  And you're accountable"  -Andy Stanley &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had to name 1 leader that you greatly admire and have learned a lot from, who would they be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uTnsWWfgml0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uTnsWWfgml0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-8086101887253190634?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/8086101887253190634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-of-my-great-influencers-bill-walsh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8086101887253190634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8086101887253190634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-of-my-great-influencers-bill-walsh.html' title='One of my great influencers; Bill Walsh'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-2616101112927243351</id><published>2009-06-18T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:05:14.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De-Churched</title><content type='html'>Check out this video by Matt Chandler on why we see people leaving faith and church.  Thought provoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XzTm3W2Ai7s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XzTm3W2Ai7s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-2616101112927243351?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/2616101112927243351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/06/de-churched.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/2616101112927243351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/2616101112927243351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/06/de-churched.html' title='De-Churched'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-186722548427279927</id><published>2009-06-10T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T12:14:12.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pastor DJ</title><content type='html'>So if you've never been able to surf through theooze.com, do it soon.  Spencer Burke will fascinate and stretch you in big ways.  Today I posted a video that was recently put together by the people at the ooze.  It's a fascinating look at how the scratch DJ and the Pastor have more similarities than we think.  This conversation may even open up your horizons on what is possible within the community you lead or are a leader within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing this I believe the new questions that will role through my mind before I begin to communicate to my Junior High students will be something to the tone of "what can I create to make these students feel the rhythm of God?  How can I best piece together the scriptures that find themselves within the narrative in order so that they pulsate through the group that have gathered at this moment?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the questions you believe you will begin to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="400" id="cf5cb4aoi" name="cf5cb4aon" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://p.castfire.com/t75iH/video/104665/104665_2009-06-03-104337.flv"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed width="640" height="400" src="http://p.castfire.com/t75iH/video/104665/104665_2009-06-03-104337.flv" id="cf5cb4aei" name="cf5cb4aen" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-186722548427279927?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/186722548427279927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/06/pastor-dj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/186722548427279927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/186722548427279927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/06/pastor-dj.html' title='The Pastor DJ'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-3233798596684300359</id><published>2009-05-27T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T02:11:42.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raising others, though i'm incomplete</title><content type='html'>Insomnia happens a little too regularly for me.  I'm not really sure why except that it runs in my family.  When this happens it usually causes me to reflect on my day and recent events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been blessed with a great intern that is a part of our ministry.  I love to watch him internact with the kids in our ministry, he connects. He is incredibly gifted in his natural leadership ability, which is something I admire in anyone.  Students walk behind him, figurativly and litarlly.  Students love his free-flowing attitutde and take on life.  Unfortuantly that carries with it a tendency to not be so punctual when it is needed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a heavy conversation with him about showing up in the office even when it doesn't seem like there is anything for him to do.  I didn't enjoy it, he didn't enjoy it, yet it needed to happen.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a great leader, someone that people choose to follow, not someone that people have to follow.  I want to be an active part in teaching others about true leadership and true ministry leadership without teaching them to become "mini-me's".  Through these meanderings I realize how incomplete I am in my leadership growth. How does the student learn from the incomplete teacher?  More importantly; how does a teacher help to mold a student yet allow the student to stay true to himself instead of creating a carbon copy? How does the teacher do all these things while teaching the student to manage around their weaknesses? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the incomplete meanderings of my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-3233798596684300359?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/3233798596684300359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/05/raising-others-though-im-incomplete.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/3233798596684300359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/3233798596684300359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/05/raising-others-though-im-incomplete.html' title='Raising others, though i&apos;m incomplete'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-8366868350161758427</id><published>2009-04-15T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T12:39:16.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tree?</title><content type='html'>I love the Bible.  It's the greatest news I've ever heard or been exposed to.  Everything I read in it further makes me stand in awe of God and all that he is.  Unfortunately though, sometimes the "huge" God that we serve blows my mind a little too much and I just can't understand his ways.  Usually, these times that I "just can't understand" are not simple questions that I can ask someone or that I believe others truly have an answer to, in fact most of these questions I come up with tend to make me a little upset with God, so we begin a wrestling match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I met with a few pastors from our church for a weekly discipleship group.  Our study today revolved around the nature of a man as compared to Adam.  As we read through Genesis, I couldn't help but worry about something I haven't ever worried about before.  Let me sum up the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Genesis 2:8-9 (NASB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8The LORD God planted a garden toward the east, in Eden; and there He placed the man whom He had formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 9Out of the ground the LORD God caused to grow every tree that is pleasing to the sight and good for food; the tree of life also in the midst of the garden, and the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Genesis 2:15-17 (NASB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 15Then the LORD God took the man and put him into the garden of Eden to cultivate it and keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 16The LORD God commanded the man, saying, "From any tree of the garden you may eat freely;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 17but from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat, for in the day that you eat from it you will surely die." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Genesis 3:6 (NASB) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6When the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was a delight to the eyes, and that the tree was desirable to make one wise, she took from its fruit and ate; and she gave also to her husband with her, and he ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Genesis 3:16-19 (NASB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16To the woman He said,&lt;br /&gt;         "I will greatly multiply&lt;br /&gt;         Your pain in childbirth,&lt;br /&gt;         In pain you will bring forth children;&lt;br /&gt;         Yet your desire will be for your husband,&lt;br /&gt;         And he will rule over you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 17Then to Adam He said, "Because you have listened to the voice of your wife, and have eaten from the tree about which I commanded you, saying, 'You shall not eat from it';&lt;br /&gt;         Cursed is the ground because of you;&lt;br /&gt;         In toil you will eat of it&lt;br /&gt;         All the days of your life.&lt;br /&gt;    18"Both thorns and thistles it shall grow for you;&lt;br /&gt;         And you will eat the plants of the field;&lt;br /&gt;    19By the sweat of your face&lt;br /&gt;         You will eat bread,&lt;br /&gt;         Till you return to the ground,&lt;br /&gt;         Because from it you were taken;&lt;br /&gt;         For you are dust,&lt;br /&gt;         And to dust you shall return." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see it too?  This really gets to me!  Why does God even put the tree in the middle of the garden so that the man and woman are able to access it?  Would they have sinned if the tree wasn't there?  If the tree is necessary why not locate it somewhere else?  Why not locate it somewhere that it is not accessible?  Why even create that tree?  What does the creation and placement of this tree suggest about the nature of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many questions that do not make sense to me right now.  Have any of you ever wrestled with this same idea?  Have any of you ever come to any conclusions on this matter?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-8366868350161758427?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/8366868350161758427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/04/tree.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8366868350161758427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8366868350161758427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/04/tree.html' title='The Tree?'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-6424486670535444360</id><published>2009-04-01T13:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T13:55:11.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Justice in the Parking Lot</title><content type='html'>There's this dream I have.  I see the church, not just a church but the church, as a place and people that has no more need for programs, presentations, or events.  A people that see their lives as mission.  A people that carry out the will of God in their cities and beyond when needs arise.  A people that are so sensitive and obedient to the spirit of God that they see and feel the needs and in-justice around them.  This is the dream and it sounds great, until the rubber hits the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my weekly grocery store run at a major store near where I live.  I finished up my shopping and was heading back out to my car pushing my full cart.  Soon after leaving the front doors, I was approached by a young man with a coffee can in his hand that had a small slot cut into the lid.  He approched me with an urgency that told me whether or not I chose to acknowledge him, he was going to tell me what he needed to tell me.  He said to me, in a very sobering voice, "sir, my neice recently was hit by a drunk driver while she was walking along the street, we can't afford to bury her, can you help?"  I hate to say this, but at that time, I didn't really care.  I let him know that I didn't have any cash on hand (which was a lie).  He graciously said "thanks" and walked away.  About 20 seconds later, while I was loading up my car, 2 teenage girls came up to me with the same story.  I let them know that the other guy had already hit me up, so they left.  I finished loading my car and was now getting into the driver seat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time, thoughts and feelings of guilt began to run through my head.  I realized what they were really asking for was justice, the ability to bury their 7 year old neice who was taken much too early by a man who had made a few bad choices 3 evenings earlier.  This was not something I could walk away from and truly call myself and follower of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was even more ironic was that the night before, I had sat down with the volunteer staff from our junior high ministry at our church and talked about the topic of justice and junior high students. We talked about how we can help move them from a life of selfisheness to a life that helps them participate with others in justice initiatives. Which would hopfully lead them into liberally throwing out justice when they see injustice in their everyday lives.  This was my chance to lead by example, and I was about to fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat there in my car knowing that I could give them what was in my wallet, but that wouldn't actually bring about real justice, I needed to go beyond that.  Just as I was running through my head, another man approached me with the story of his neice.  I got out and said I had noticed everybody in the parking lot.  I told him that I was a pastor at a church that was down the road and that I wanted to help so asked him what their plans for the funeral were.  He said they were waiting on a quote from a local funeral home but knew it was going to be un-affordable.  At that moment I knew what I had to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunatly I didn't have any information cards in my wallet so I began writing my office phone number and address down for him.  While doing this I asked him to tell me about his neice.  He began to desicribe her in ways that made me realize how much the world was missing out by her not being around any more, and how much I had missed out by not knowing her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I handed him the information and told him that we had a building and could make a lot of things happen if they would be helpful.  He said "thanks" and I reinforced the fact that I would be waiting for his call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God never ceases to amaze me.  I have felt my heart and passions moving toward the area of God's justice in the world over the last few months.  I prayed that God would begin to open my eyes to the in-justices that were in front of me so that I could be a part of his holistic mission in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you see in-justice?  Where is God looking for you to speak for those who cannot speak?  Stand for those who cannot stand?  Help those that cannot help themselves?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-6424486670535444360?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/6424486670535444360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/04/justice-in-parking-lot.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/6424486670535444360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/6424486670535444360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/04/justice-in-parking-lot.html' title='Justice in the Parking Lot'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2050815905473504104.post-5925642022149403070</id><published>2009-02-28T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:18:55.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stomp on May 20</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited for the return of STOMP to the Saroyan Theatre on May 20! They are a sweet Broadway group that is on tour for a while. Steph and I went and saw them when they were here last, which was about 3 years ago and it was a completely unforgettable show. I bought two tickets in August (yeah, that's how excited I was) when they went on sale but then Steph and I got tickets for Christmas. So I'm looking to sell the ones I already bought. If you know anybody who may be interested feel free to give them my info or they can check out my &lt;a href="http://fresno.craigslist.org/tix/1054715053.html"&gt;craigslist page&lt;/a&gt;.  See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8CEwnXt-zk4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8CEwnXt-zk4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-5925642022149403070?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/5925642022149403070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/02/stomp-on-may-20.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/5925642022149403070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/5925642022149403070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2009/02/stomp-on-may-20.html' title='Stomp on May 20'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-5192824745413193101</id><published>2008-12-04T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T11:40:53.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>John O'Hara</title><content type='html'>Here's an article I read by John O'Hara, a Pastor in Oakland, on the subject of Grace and the Thanksgiving holiday.  I know I know, a little late, but still worth the read as we think about how much grace we've been given, deserve, and still need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By John O’Hara, re-posted from &lt;a href="http://johnohara.wordpress.com/"&gt;Oharaville&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays, for many of us, feels like that circus act in which a trapeze artist walks across the big tent on a tightrope. Balance is the name of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we enjoy a great meal when we have to sit so close to the people who know best how to push our buttons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we balance the horrors of AmerIndian history with the abundance and blessing of living in the most prosperous nation on the little blue planet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we balance the heartfelt desire to provide gifts to our loved ones with a teetering financial crisis? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the holidays are a tightrope act. Part of the draw is waiting to see who will make it across to the other side with poise and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace. It’s a term tossed around so liberally, I fear it’s lost a bit of its’ newness and shine. It’s an idea that desperately needs a volumizing conditioner — something to remind us of its’ mystery and beauty, something that will get it to bounce off our shoulders and turn some heads. Grace is classically defined as unearned favor. I’m beginning to realize that this, or any attempt at definition is far from adequate. And that’s because grace isn’t really grace until the hot glow of her presence has fallen on your own sorry disposition. Grace is merely a theological construct to well-fed, First-World consumers who don’t give a second thought to the fact that, this Thursday, they’ll literally eat like kings while others in this same world literally starve. Grace is a cheap vocabulary word to Americans who simply assume that they live in the greatest nation on earth and take as a matter of fact that God-shed-his-grace-on-thee without diving even momentarily into the complexity of our blessing and how it came about (largely through plague, genocide, slavery, and unjust labor practices). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being godawful and pathetic, selfish human beings doesn’t disqualify us from blessing. It makes us good candidates for grace—the kind of grace that Jesus was referring to when he said that we’re blessed when we’re hungry and thirsty for righteousness, because we will be filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there’s what happens when we become recipients of that grace: when we choose to stand in the shoes of “the last, the lost and the least” among us, and recognize that we ourselves are not exceptional specimens of humanity but rather lucky and mostly dishonest, we can appreciate with true humility and appreciation what grace has been afforded to us, and be a little more willing to extend that favor to people with whom we might otherwise feel don’t deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the bad news is, you’re a member of the human family. The good news is, you’re a member of the human family. Have a Grace-filled Thanksgiving … remember to love the least like you’re one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you are. And Father loves you extravagantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBgqz0MBWiY/STgyE1K-ZvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cuyuRDWhoAA/s1600-h/100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 63px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBgqz0MBWiY/STgyE1K-ZvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cuyuRDWhoAA/s320/100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276022022038513394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;John O’Hara is an emerging pentecostal and Associate Pastor at Sequoyah Community Church in Oakland, California.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-5192824745413193101?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/5192824745413193101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/12/john-ohara.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/5192824745413193101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/5192824745413193101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/12/john-ohara.html' title='John O&apos;Hara'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rBgqz0MBWiY/STgyE1K-ZvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cuyuRDWhoAA/s72-c/100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2050815905473504104.post-8779146004251635183</id><published>2008-12-03T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T16:09:45.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advent Conpiracy</title><content type='html'>This Christmas is a bit unique for Steph and I. We are really battling with what it means for the celebration of Christmas, also known as the celebration of an event that changes the world....to continue to change the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="302"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2299349&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2299349&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="302"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/2299349"&gt;Advent Conspiracy&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/mschurch"&gt;Morning Star Church&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you conspire to be part of the healing and change Christ began through the greatest event in human history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-8779146004251635183?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/8779146004251635183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/12/advent-conpiracy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8779146004251635183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8779146004251635183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/12/advent-conpiracy.html' title='Advent Conpiracy'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-8053370805275328565</id><published>2008-10-23T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T11:10:06.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychology of L's and C's...</title><content type='html'>Jonathan Haidt drops some serious psychology about the differences of morals between Liberals and Conservatives. His theory is that it goes much deeper than politics or religion, but into the sheer make-up and history of our mental functions. It helped me understand myself a little bit more. It's a little long but worth the view.  Here's what the TED website has to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psychologist Jonathan Haidt studies morality and emotion in the context of culture. He asks: Why did humans evolve to have morals -- and why did we all evolve to have such different morals, to the point that our moral differences may make us deadly enemies? It's a question with deep repercussions in war and peace -- and in modern politics, where reasoned discourse has been replaced by partisan anger and cries of "You just don't get it!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vs41JrnGaxc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vs41JrnGaxc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel the Rythm of God?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-8053370805275328565?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/8053370805275328565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/10/psychology-of-ls-and-cs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8053370805275328565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8053370805275328565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/10/psychology-of-ls-and-cs.html' title='Psychology of L&apos;s and C&apos;s...'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-3757504965886349056</id><published>2008-10-22T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T16:17:39.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father/Daugher Talk</title><content type='html'>This is an email that I received recently from a pastor at our church. It was attempting to show some insight into the Conservative mind. It seems pretty accurate but I have to ask the question: "is this a biblical attitude?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A young woman was about to finish her first year of college. Like so many others her age, she considered herself to be a very liberal Democrat, and among other liberal ideals, was very much in favor of higher taxes to support more government programs, in other words, redistribution of wealth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was deeply ashamed that her father was a rather staunch Republican, a feeling she openly expressed. Based on the lectures that she had participated in, and the occasional chat with a professor, she felt that her father had for years harbored an evil, selfish desire to keep what he thought should be his. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day she was challenging her father on his opposition to higher taxes on the rich and the need for more government programs. The self-professed objectivity proclaimed by her professors had to be the truth and she indicated so to her father. He responded by asking how she was doing in school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken a back, she answered rather haughtily that she had a 4.0 GPA, and let him know that it was tough to maintain, insisting that she was taking a very difficult course load and was constantly studying, which left her no time to go out and party like other people she knew. She didn't even have time for a boyfriend, and didn't really have many college friends because she spent all her time studying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her father listened and then asked, 'How is your friend Audrey doing?' She replied, 'Audrey is barely getting by. All she takes are easy classes, she never studies, and she barely has a 2.0 GPA. She is so popular on campus; college for her is a blast. She's always invited to all the parties and lots of times she doesn't even show up for classes because she's too hung over.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her wise father asked his daughter, 'Why don't you go to the Dean's office and ask him to deduct 1.0 off your GPA and give it to your friend who only has a 2.0. That way you will both have a 3.0 GPA and certainly that would be a fair and equal distribution of GPA.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daughter, visibly shocked by her father's suggestion, angrily fired back, 'That's a crazy idea, how would that be fair! I've worked really hard for my grades! I've invested a lot of time, and a lot of hard work! Audrey has done next to nothing toward her degree. She played while I worked my tail off!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father slowly smiled, winked and said gently,&lt;br /&gt;'Welcome to the Republican party.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has a better explanation of the difference between Republican and Democrat, I'm all ears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to ask, is earning all we have and then keeping it all instead of giving it all away; the kingdom of God idea that Jesus brought to earth?  The words of Jesus are resonating through my head "Render to Caesar the things that are Caesar's, and to God the things that are God's."  If all things are Gods, we give up all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It is important to point out that I am a registered republican)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-3757504965886349056?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/3757504965886349056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/10/fatherdaugher-talk.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/3757504965886349056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/3757504965886349056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/10/fatherdaugher-talk.html' title='Father/Daugher Talk'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2050815905473504104.post-2130056230306125244</id><published>2008-10-16T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T13:02:33.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Severe Weather</title><content type='html'>At a time when it seems like the news can only portray politics as messy and the economy shaky, here's something that may reshape the idea of how news anchors deliver their info.  Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/siM6CPniUgU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/siM6CPniUgU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-2130056230306125244?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/2130056230306125244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/10/severe-weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/2130056230306125244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/2130056230306125244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/10/severe-weather.html' title='Severe Weather'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-8137408057757980949</id><published>2008-09-04T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:46:15.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prop. 8.  Really?</title><content type='html'>In November we will all go to the polls to vote for a new President, Mayor (in Fresno) and on most people's minds, Proposition 8.  For those that don't know Prop. 8 is an item on our ballot that will help define what marriage is according to our state.  It is attempting to reverse the effects of the recent law passed by the California supreme court allowing same-sex couples to marry.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider myself a true conservative, by "true conservative" i don't mean keeping things they way they are now, (like most conservative people) but instead allowing things to be what they were originally intended for, such as the true meaning of scripture, where it came from, what it is meant for, how it was written and most importantly, how we interpret it.  In politics, I prefer to stay true to the constitution, and most importantly, realizing that the Constitution is not scripture, as most conservatives tend to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a fear among all Conservative type people that prop. 8 will pass and soon all people that are homosexual will rule the world. (I know that sounds far fetched but if you hear any of our local pastors or republican leaders talk about it you would think that's what we were really voting on)  I would argue the contrary.  I have known a few people that are part of the homosexual community in my short lifetime and I would tell you immediately that they are more about freedom than anything else.  They would like the freedom to marry who they want and freedom for heterosexual people to marry who they want, is this constitutional?  That is for you to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my original point...why do most conservatives think that so many negative things will happen if prop. 8 fails?  Why do they think that churches will be forced to hire people from the homosexual community even if the church believes that God created marriage to be between 1 man and 1 woman? (for this to happen a civil rights act allowing all faith-based non-profits to hire within their core beliefs would have to be overturned)  Why do they think that we will be called bigots and discriminators if we still choose to stand for our convictions?  Why do they think churches (and all other non-profits) will have to start paying taxes if we don't hire people that are homosexual?  If you have been a part of the conservative community for a while as I have you would know that this is what they do.  Conservatives like control over everything, if they don't have control they feel absolutely out of control of our world.  So in this case their worries are about people doing exactly what they do without the same values.  In some ways it has been rather humorous to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course you have to decide how you will vote, and I would urge you, as everything else you vote on, to weigh the facts and vote your convictions.  There are many other factors to take into account with this proposition but I would urge you that the fear of the homosexual community taking over the world and forcing everybody to hire gay, support gay and be gay is not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the question we as christians must be asking ourselves is: what is God up to?  After we discern this, we join him.  This is a much better question to ask than "how do I vote?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you choose to move within the Rhythm of God.  May you choose to see others as he sees them.  May you choose to see the world as he sees it.  May you join him in the restoration of our world, whatever that may be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-8137408057757980949?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/8137408057757980949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/09/prop-8-really.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8137408057757980949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8137408057757980949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/09/prop-8-really.html' title='Prop. 8.  Really?'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2050815905473504104.post-8613665562293582794</id><published>2008-05-25T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T18:16:53.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture; Small</title><content type='html'>It was a Monday, it was hot.  I was just leaving my office after a good day.  It was nice to have a good day, if we don't have those once in a while we just all go insane.  I was about to leave to go pick-up my wife so we could spend the rest of our night eating pizza and watching movies to celebrate mothers day with my mother-in-law at her parents house.  I got in my truck and was just tuning in my iPod for the short drive home.  I figured that today felt a little bit like a sermon day so as I scrolled through my podcasts and found Erwin McManus, a very well known and respected pastor in the Los Angeles area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was pulling out of the parking lot I rolled down my windows, despite the heat, for some reason I've always preferred my windows down no matter how hot or cold the outside temperature is.  As I rolled them down a woman who had just walked in front of my truck on the sidewalk looked backwards and very friendly said "you wouldn't happen to have $0.50 for the bus would you?"  Reluctantly i answered "no" even though that was a total lie, but we've always been told not to give people on the street money right?  I asked her where she had to walk to and she answered "all the way to f***ing Clovis", which is a neighboring town, just down the road.  We said "goodbye" and I continued driving home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way home verses that I had read and memorized multiple times are running through my head.  Verses like James 2:14-16 "What good is it, dear brothers and sisters, if you say you have faith but don’t show it by your actions? Can that kind of faith save anyone?  Suppose you see a brother or sister who has no food or clothing, and you say, “Good-bye and have a good day; stay warm and eat well”—but then you don’t give that person any food or clothing. What good does that do?"  I felt guilty, I wanted so bad to turn my truck around and go giver her a ride.  Sure $0.50 would've been nice to give her, but Christ also commands us to go a second mile when someone requests you go only 1.  If we continue to read on in James we would all realize that faith=actions, lack of actions=no faith, at least faith that cannot save anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I'm already feeling pretty bad, not bad enough to turn my truck around and go pick her up, but bad none-the-less.  Then my head begins to take me through Mathew 25:34-40: "Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father, inherit the Kingdom prepared for you from the creation of the world.  For I was hungry, and you fed me. I was thirsty, and you gave me a drink. I was a stranger, and you invited me into your home.  I was naked, and you gave me clothing. I was sick, and you cared for me. I was in prison, and you visited me.’&lt;br /&gt;“Then these righteous ones will reply, ‘Lord, when did we ever see you hungry and feed you? Or thirsty and give you something to drink?  Or a stranger and show you hospitality? Or naked and give you clothing?  When did we ever see you sick or in prison and visit you?’&lt;br /&gt;“And the King will say, ‘I tell you the truth, when you did it to one of the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were doing it to me!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually passed up Jesus asking me for bus money.  I felt so guilty the rest of the night, I never actually had the courage to turn around, pick up this woman who needed a ride to a place near my house on a day when the temperature was topping out at 103 degrees.  I didn't even have the courage to turn around and hand her $0.50 and then make an excuse like "I found some".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a pastor that is part of a team of pastors at a well-known mega-church, we constantly push our congregation to be Jesus to their neighbors, truly love their neighbors, serve others and comfort them when they are in a dark place.  All this, yet I didn't do it when the opportunity was knocking, knocking very loudly.  Pastors are great at seeing the big picture, we create visions and execute them with our people, yet that day, I missed the small picture.  I think they call these people hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can see the big picture all we want, we can continuously ask the questions of what Jesus wants of our church, we can discuss theology and what it means to be emergent and missional and truly imitate Christ, but if all this talking doesn't lead us as individuals and communities to be a part of the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;small picture&lt;/span&gt; and be part of it often, all we are doing is actually..well...worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I challenge you to look for and be a part of the rhythm of change in the small pictures.  If we change enough small pictures, we sure as hell will change the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;big picture&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-8613665562293582794?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/8613665562293582794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/05/picture-small.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8613665562293582794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8613665562293582794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/05/picture-small.html' title='Picture; Small'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2050815905473504104.post-8085354888809004981</id><published>2008-03-13T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T10:37:26.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the Prius good for?</title><content type='html'>This really isn't much of a post.  I was sent this video by a friend (all thanks to John Wiens) and well...until now I had not yet encountered a video that I feel expresses my hatred for the Prius...and yet my love for a good firearm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oOvp69lnZbA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oOvp69lnZbA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-8085354888809004981?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/8085354888809004981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-is-prius-good-for.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8085354888809004981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/8085354888809004981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-is-prius-good-for.html' title='What is the Prius good for?'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-1645378201429201435</id><published>2007-09-04T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T00:44:35.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Choose the Bran Muffin</title><content type='html'>Lately in the US we've decided that we are fat; we'll this is probably true and we need to react to it by being...less fat.  For the most part I think we are doing better, marketers are certainly capitalizing on this concept as we continue to see commercial after commercial after reality show of people losing weight and how they all have the easy answer to making it happen.  We have drugs that will take away your hunger, we have classes, shakes, machines, you name it, we've made it the answer to a better/skinnier life, the whole time forgetting that if we eat less and run more, good things will happen, and instead of spending money, you may even save some.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this this next form of a "health kick" came in, putting all the vitamins and supplements we need in the food we already like to eat, I mean come on, who needs vegetables anyway?  I saw a commercial tonight advertising the amount of fiber that has now been added to yogurt in order to make you regular again.  Naturally we look at anything with fruit in it has high in fiber but if you read the fine print on any yogurt cup you will notice that it says "not a good source of fiber".  Which means that the fiber had to be added to the yogurt in order for it to get into your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing all this information we have to ask the question, why not just choose the Bran Muffin?  We all know that bran muffin's are high in fiber and can really help you out when needed, however we choose to use cheap imitations of the things we truly need.  Is it to make it more convenient?  Easier?  Tastier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that our world is choosing to adopt this principle that we can get anything we need in any form that we want, even if it doesn't quite do exactly what we need it to do.  We don't need diet and exercises, just pills that do it all for us, we don't need parents, just highly trained day care providers, we don't need relationships, just an Internet connection and a myspace, and we don't need a bran muffin, we only need yogurt that has a good amount of fiber that has been pulled out of other forms and thrown into a $2 cup of fake fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we choose the journey's that are not authentic?  The journey's that make everything look and seem great and possibly do some good, but never actually amount to the truth of the original.  People search, and when searching will choose a wrong path on their journey at times, I've done it, you've done it, and the great thing is; that is exactly what the journey is supposed to look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a person that loves Jesus and not just with part of me, with all of me.  I want all that I do to truly be something that shows that Jesus is transforming me into his likeness and that this transformation will never end, I will always be growing always morphing, always learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a world of substitutes, why have they found their way into the church?  I work in a church and the easiest thing to do is to become a bit of a cynic when it comes to the way we go about things.  In many communities where Jesus Lovers gather we have settled for an un-authentic display of what look like God, talks like God, even acts like God at times, but really isn't God.  I heard a speaker say one time that there may be no greater evidence for the existence of God than the gift of community.  We love to bounce back and fourth between our events when we have a world that hurts, a world that is searching and world that is desperate for something real for once, a world that needs a bran muffin instead of a quick fix that leaves you lonely and disappointed in the end.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to end this post with a tough question, when others come in contact with you, are you the bran muffin or are you the opposite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-1645378201429201435?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/1645378201429201435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-choose-bran-muffin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/1645378201429201435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/1645378201429201435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-choose-bran-muffin.html' title='Just Choose the Bran Muffin'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-3373750851726004939</id><published>2007-01-31T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:07:52.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithful; Small</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The quest for enlightenment begins with faithfulness.  Before David was king, he was a warrior.  Before he was a great warrior, he was an obscure shepherd.  Before Joseph became second only to Pharoah in the empire of Egypt, he endured the life of a slave.  Before Ruth found a life filled with joy and promise at the side of Boaz, she endured the death of her first husband, but gave her life to serving Naomi, her mother-in-law.  She chose faithfulness to the family of her deceased husband above her own pesonal good.  It was only on this journey that she found the future God planned for her."   -Erwin McManus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I continuously find my soul longing for more, longing to be more, to mean more, to make a bigger impact.  I'm never settled with where I am, there is more to be done, there are bigger things to be done, there are always more ways to make a difference than I am able to get to.  My soul aches for those things.  I mentioned to a mentor of mine as I was leaving college that I constantly feel like a caged lion.  A caged lion that is meant for the wild, meant to be free and to be what God had created it to be, but instead it is domesticated and fed what is nesseary and is not encouraged to hunt, to kill, and to eat as it pleases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has either blessed me or cursed me with a mind that doesn't stop working, always striving to be the person that God would have me become but also the person that God created me to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt;.  And I always feel suppressed, in fact, when I told my mentor about my caged lion feeling he said "i'm pretty sure you'll always feel that way Jeff".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tendency is to stop, stop moving forward, stop doing what you're doing until you get what you want or get placed where you need to be.  The problem is that if you stop now, you'll stop later, because where you are will never be perfect.    Jesus knew this.  He gave us the parable of the talents found in Mathew 25.  Jesus tells a story of servants that are given small yet different amounts of money and the two that come back with more are given more to be in charge of since they were faithful with the small amounts but the one that simply tended his money not to loose it returns the same amount because he just baby-sat it, he did not multiply it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us would take the small amount, look at it, and realize that we can't do much with it, we can multiply it but it won't multiply into much so we choose not to worry about it.  With money, that doesn't really matter, its' your money you can do what you want with it.  But how many of us are waiting for something to happen until we begin to "live well"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an article by an author and he told a story of he and his wife.  He wrote that they decided to only buy things for their house that would help create relationships with other people, so that they could show others who the real Jesus is.  Sometimes we don't realize how faithful we can be with our Bar-B-Que.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In whatever you do, do it well, complete the mission.  Look back on your life, examine the times that stand out as significant to you because of what someone else did for you, was that person being faithful in the small things?  I'm going to guess they were.  The point is that if you want to make a dent in this world, if you want to live in a way that when you are gone and people are reflecting on your life they see that you participated in the redemptive mission of our world instead of living a selfish life, start with where you are.  Be faithful with your BBQ, be faithful with your car, get to know a family that struggles to make it financially and make sure they always have milk in their fridge and blankets on their beds.  Because where you are is your mission, it's not where you're going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-3373750851726004939?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/3373750851726004939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2007/01/faithful-small.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/3373750851726004939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/3373750851726004939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2007/01/faithful-small.html' title='Faithful; Small'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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-2050815905473504104.post-2758110703100914853</id><published>2007-01-15T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:33:51.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel the Rhythm</title><content type='html'>I remember sitting at the second U2 concert of my life at the MGM Grand in Las Vegas.  I had just began to really love the bands music.  The first concert I had seen was a few months before and I was blown away by the entire thing, completely overwhelmed.  The second time was different, do you know that feeling when something is new and you just can't get enough of it?  But then you keep it for a while and start to appreciate it and start to see it for what it really is.  This second concert was like that for me.  I had started to see everything surrounding their music.  I knew the band had extremely deep lyrics and was not simply an emotional or activist band that just had something to prove or too much to say, but this time I became engulfed in the lyrics, but not just the lyrics, it was the lyrics and music together, for the first time in my life, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Felt the Rhythm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r07tUdgzCbk&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r07tUdgzCbk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go any farther I want to say that this is not a another post about u2 and their Christian influence.  It's been used so much in Christian magazines, books, articles and sermons that it's become the new buzz-word for the mid-generation Christian.  And just like many other people, it's become pretty annoying to me.  This is simply a post about where my blog comes from and where it all started.  The U2 Concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life we constantly hear the rhythm, it's loud.  If you have ever been to a junior high band concert, chances are you have heard parts of the band playing way to  loud or fast and they are way too noticeable over the rest of the orchestra.  The things that are LOUD tend to grab our attention, the things that make big and noticeable impact.  But do we ever take the chance, or even try, to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feel the Rhythm?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The things that fade into the background that drive the band?   The Rhythm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There I was, sitting next to one of my best friends since high school at the MGM Grand in Las Vegas and the band went into one of their greatest songs of all time; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For.  &lt;/span&gt;If you haven't heard that song, do yourself a favor and check it out sometime, once you hear it you will understand more about this post.  As they sang this song the entire crowd sang along with them, and I don't mean just sang the song, they meant it.  I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For.  I had goosebumps.  A friend of mine named Matt said it best:  "Have you ever been in a moment that was bigger than you?".  At that point; I was.  I don't know how better to describe it than that, the moment was bigger than me.  I stopped and started to look around at all these people that meant this song, it came from the depths of their soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm realistic enough to know that not everyone in the 30,000 seat arena was singing like that, but if you were there you wouldn't be able to deny that something bigger was going on than singing the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hit me a moment later, these people were on a journey, they were looking for something, and ultimately that thing was God, but not all of them knew that, they couldn't have, not if you saw what was going on then.  I knew at that moment that God was shaping and molding hearts of people that happened to be in the crowd that night, ultimately that shaping, would lead to him.  These people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Felt the Rhythm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a rhythm, he creates a beat, his world works in harmony, his world works in melody.   How many times do we choose to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feel the Rhythm&lt;/span&gt; moving through the world?  It's not something we can always see, but it's something we can feel.  I heard one pastor comment in a sermon that even if the bible was proven wrong today and everything we based our faith on was wrong he knew that he still had a relationship with his God that had surrounded him for so long.  Why?  Because he felt it.  He felt the pulse, he felt the rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God creates a symphony around us, and when a symphony is perfect you don't notice 1 instrument above the rest, you notice the music.  I'm not a musician, far from it, but I love good music.  When I hear a band that I really like, I can't always pick out a certain instrument that is playing, I hear it all working together to create the perfect sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book of Jeremiah a letter is written  to people that had been exiled by Babylon and King Nebuchadnezzar.  The letter says:  This is what the Lord says:  "You will be in Babylon for seventy years.  But then I will come and do for you all the good things I have promised, and I will bring you home again.  'For I know the plans I have for you' says the Lord.  'They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.  In those days when you pray, I will listen.  If you look for me wholeheartedly, you will find me.  I will be found by you,' says the Lord.' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be easy to not believe the message that God had sent them, as far as they could see the current plans were hurting them, if they looked around them that would make no sense.  But to realize what was happening they would have had to feel God, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feel the Rhythm&lt;/span&gt; that was playing in the background.  The rhythm that told them it was real and not just merely words on a piece of paper, the same rhythm the people were feeling at this U2 concert.  The felt it, they knew it was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt the music pulsate through you?  At one of those moments where you could swear there was more to it than just a few guys playing their instruments?  God is reaching for us to be in the moments that are bigger than us, the moments where we know there is a bit more happening on the earth than we can put our fingers on or turn our eyes to.  Those times where we know that if we look for him wholeheartedly we will find him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the Melody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you felt the Rhythm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ggMhLmOOc2A"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2050815905473504104-2758110703100914853?l=jeffzimm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/feeds/2758110703100914853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2007/01/feel-rhythm.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/2758110703100914853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2050815905473504104/posts/default/2758110703100914853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffzimm.blogspot.com/2007/01/feel-rhythm.html' title='Feel the Rhythm'/><author><name>Jeff Zimmerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00933922740259602887</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>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
