<?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-6011034817719661383</id><updated>2011-12-07T10:38:12.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Destinations...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-239537176514990600</id><published>2011-09-13T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T06:04:56.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-COKQr6Xi278/Tm9RHTdC2-I/AAAAAAAAANs/TmuiSP2gCFQ/s1600/Josh%253ATD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-COKQr6Xi278/Tm9RHTdC2-I/AAAAAAAAANs/TmuiSP2gCFQ/s320/Josh%253ATD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651825243296291810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Priorities...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is on the move.   We are moving forwards, backwards, or maybe even on a treadmill (which I need to do more).  The mistake people often make is thinking that the goal in life to stay busy.  This kind of thinking traps us and devours our time and efforts.  What is important is not whether a person is busy, but whether he is maintaining priorities and progressing.  It's the difference between activity and accomplishment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that know me, you know I definitely don't need one more thing to do.  Yet, in my crazy schedule, it's important that I maintain family as a priority.  I've realized that if I wait for the perfect conditions or situations, I could very well not spend much time with them at all.  I pray that in all our pursuits of life...we don't forget what is most important.  It would be a shame to have more memories of life and work than we do of our investment in our families.  I might even have missed my son's touchdown!  There's nothing I like more than seeing my kid's excel in what they love.  So, whether it's a touchdown, a kill in volleyball, or a concert...I don't want to miss the memories that will last for a lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thoughts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-239537176514990600?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/239537176514990600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=239537176514990600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/239537176514990600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/239537176514990600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2011/09/priorities.html' title=''/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-COKQr6Xi278/Tm9RHTdC2-I/AAAAAAAAANs/TmuiSP2gCFQ/s72-c/Josh%253ATD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-2421517365754607583</id><published>2009-10-14T08:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:14:40.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/StX0f1Zqh9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/-8B5b9CmMk0/s1600-h/Decisions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/StX0f1Zqh9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/-8B5b9CmMk0/s320/Decisions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392484956593883090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday we ALL make decisions.  We are confronted with options and it forces to pick one option or the other.  I've examined myself and have began to ask some hard questions.  Why do I make the decisions I do?  Why do I pick one option over the next?  Well, I know that I don't have all the answers, but there are some guidelines I am trying to abide by.  Here's a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to be decisive and not indifferent&lt;br /&gt;- to take risks over security&lt;br /&gt;- to choose determination over discouragement&lt;br /&gt;- to do for others instead of myself&lt;br /&gt;- to maintain priorities over ambiguity&lt;br /&gt;- to steer instead of merely drifting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I really want to place myself in the life's destinations that God has for me...then I need to do my part.  I pray that I, and all of you, have the strength and courage to always make the RIGHT decisions...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-2421517365754607583?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/2421517365754607583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=2421517365754607583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/2421517365754607583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/2421517365754607583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2009/10/decisions.html' title='Decisions...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/StX0f1Zqh9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/-8B5b9CmMk0/s72-c/Decisions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-4484546108663222373</id><published>2009-03-06T11:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T12:30:44.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transition...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SbF3pRW3Y9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/UozUDNQWjBI/s1600-h/iStock_000008312421XSmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SbF3pRW3Y9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/UozUDNQWjBI/s320/iStock_000008312421XSmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310156986564174802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transition...blessing or curse? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look ahead to the next several months, transition is about all I see.  I had a wonderful conversation with a close friend last night and then spent several hours meditating on the idea of change.  Good...Bad???  I came to this conclusion.  If we want the things we build to last, we have to build them to change.  Change should be a core value in all we do.  I think we too often think the things we build should last longer than they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with all that in mind.  I want to begin this new season with this in mind.  Change is critical to mission, value, image, and faith.  It should be built into the DNA of who we are and what we become.  I know that there will be sacrifices along the way, but I think the difficulty experienced and the time spent will reap huge dividends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my mediation reminded me of one of my own core values.  The reality that everyone matters and God has called me to leave His imprint on this world.  I pray it's significant!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-4484546108663222373?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/4484546108663222373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=4484546108663222373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4484546108663222373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4484546108663222373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2009/03/transition.html' title='Transition...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SbF3pRW3Y9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/UozUDNQWjBI/s72-c/iStock_000008312421XSmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-7246372376479888604</id><published>2009-03-03T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T10:54:00.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Matters Most</title><content type='html'>Well, it's finally been announced and I am wondering what my new responsibilities will bring. There has been some restructuring in my position and I am giving leadership to our children's department as well as the youth.   I'm sure we all try and prioritize our time, but it seems of the essence right now.  What do I do first?  What will make the biggest impact?  Where should I devote the majority of my time?   The questions keep coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that while there will never be enough time in a day to get all the work done, I find myself trying to make sure I take care of what is most important.  For me it boils down to relationships...God, family, friends...etc  So, I'm on my quest!  I'm asking God to bring health to every area of my life.  It's great to always know that His hand is NEVER too short.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-7246372376479888604?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/7246372376479888604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=7246372376479888604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7246372376479888604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7246372376479888604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-matters-most.html' title='What Matters Most'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-7898476595373709512</id><published>2009-02-14T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:20:07.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to say something...</title><content type='html'>Today I have traveled to Memphis, TN to spend some time with my two sisters and my oldest brother.  It's rare we are all together, so my wife and family sacrificed for me to spend some time with them.  It was great seeing everyone.  I wish we could do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I have taken the time to write anything.  I realize this is short.  It's just to let everyone know that I AM still alive.  I guess I had to take the time to say something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-7898476595373709512?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/7898476595373709512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=7898476595373709512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7898476595373709512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7898476595373709512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-need-to-say-something.html' title='I need to say something...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-8676111105772242933</id><published>2009-02-09T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T09:17:41.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What did he say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SZBUlIAABAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/DqGBVxDpFag/s1600-h/communicating+strong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SZBUlIAABAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/DqGBVxDpFag/s320/communicating+strong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300829758194451458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been attending a conference that is designed to better prepare myself and other district youth directors for the job that we do.  Now, I'm sure everyone has experienced what I am getting ready to mention.  We  have sat and listened to some communicate home runs, while others not so much.  I've been here 8 days so far and I definitely know this to be true.  =0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what does this mean?  It causes me to evaluate myself and my communication skills.  Just like many of my readers, my success is directly connected to my ability to communicate clearly.  The ability to help someone take a journey and see the benefits of adapting change to their lives.  So, what's the key?  Rather than rob someone's  theory, I'll point everyone in the right direction.  I have read Andy Stanley's book, "Communication for a Change" three times.  It certainly has made a monster difference in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end by saying this, if you are going to take to time to get up in front of people to speak, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then have something to say!!&lt;/span&gt;  We need to be determined to never be satisfied and develop the tenacity it requires to be the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-8676111105772242933?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/8676111105772242933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=8676111105772242933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8676111105772242933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8676111105772242933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-did-he-say.html' title='What did he say?'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SZBUlIAABAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/DqGBVxDpFag/s72-c/communicating+strong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-3152783763697949217</id><published>2009-02-03T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T07:30:19.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SYhgRPkyDvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/QQztwbC273o/s1600-h/leadership+mountain+guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SYhgRPkyDvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/QQztwbC273o/s320/leadership+mountain+guy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298590810956238578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more and more I find myself traveling, the more I realize how important time really is.  Let me explain.  When you have what appears to be less and less time to accomplish all that needs to be done, it becomes crucial that we begin to prioritize and make the most of every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thought for today is on leadership.  What are we doing to invest in the people around us?  Are we making a difference?  If we don't, someone will!  It might seem like a mountain of a task, but it's easier when we do it together!  Check out this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jpEnFwiqdx8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jpEnFwiqdx8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&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/6011034817719661383-3152783763697949217?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/3152783763697949217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=3152783763697949217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3152783763697949217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3152783763697949217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2009/02/leadership.html' title='Leadership...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SYhgRPkyDvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/QQztwbC273o/s72-c/leadership+mountain+guy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-4954314019421755127</id><published>2009-01-23T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:48:35.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another great day...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had the opportunity to regurgitate vision and future plans over and over during the span of a couple weeks?  Well, I have had that incredible experience and on this part of my journey, I'm starting to give form to the ambitions God has laid on my heart.  In a day and time when most people are looking for ways for others to serve them, I want to create a culture of leaders that are in direct conflict with this very notion.  A culture of leaders that find it organic to look beyond themselves and see the big picture.  I truly think it's inside of us all; this overwhelming desire to be a part of something much bigger than ourselves.  I find myself internally asking so many questions.  What does this look like?  How can we capture such an idea amongst our leaders?  How do we get this started?  How do we develop buy in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many questions to answer, never the less, another great day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-4954314019421755127?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/4954314019421755127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=4954314019421755127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4954314019421755127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4954314019421755127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-great-day.html' title='Another great day...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-3719701871606029175</id><published>2009-01-20T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:54:45.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was thinking...</title><content type='html'>As I travel the state of Illinois trying to do my best to promote missions, I have had the opportunity to express some of the thoughts that I have written about in the last few blogs.  The whole subject of community and that being on a journey with someone makes it that much more rich.  I have to admit, I've been quite blessed by the receptivity.  It would appear to me that all of us are looking for genuine relationships.  Of course, that's stating the obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if that is true (which I believe it is), then why don't we pursue those relationships more often?  What is it about us that makes us hold back or stay individualized?  Maybe I should take a moment to be transparent and tell on myself.  For me, I think the times I have chosen to seclude myself has been directly related to one of two issues.  Broadly speaking of course (there's always exceptions to the rule).  The first being times that life and ministry are going well.  When you are on top of the mountain, it doesn't seem that I need as much help.  (Contrary to what my wife thinks...she says I need all the help I can get =0) jk)  The second is when I feel like I am strapped for time.  We all could be better time managers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why mention these things?  I think we all should take time to reflect and better understand each other.  When I'm on the mountain or strapped for time, it could be the very moment someone needs the most attention.  I think I want to allow myself the permission and freedom to see beyond my own circumstance.  To realize the times that seem most difficult, could in fact be filled with the riches of memories.  I can certainly remember many incredible moments that came at inconvenient times.  I pray the Lord brings more...AND that I don't miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-3719701871606029175?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/3719701871606029175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=3719701871606029175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3719701871606029175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3719701871606029175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-was-thinking.html' title='I was thinking...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-4776787661254902154</id><published>2009-01-15T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:43:45.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who do we invest in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SW-2iMwpn3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/WUQFgIJT9_4/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SW-2iMwpn3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/WUQFgIJT9_4/s320/071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291648785840709490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's been way too long since I have sat down to blog.  I apologize to all of you who have sent tweets, DM's, and emails.  It is nice to know that people are tracking me and want to be a part of my life.  I value all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, it's been quite the trip.  I've been spending lots of time organizing thoughts and asking God for a fresh since of vision amongst the re-structuring where I work.  I believe we are in exciting times.  What's made it most exciting has been the conversations that have surrounded the fresh vision.  It's been incredible to talk to pastors who are willing to link arms and be a part of something much bigger than themselves.  That success has not been limited to the place they lead, but reaches far beyond that.  Thank you all for being so selfless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These conversations have also given me the opportunity to look within.  Who am I investing in?  Who am I asking to invest in me?  These are questions we should all ask.  Really, don't we begin to emulate those we surround ourselves with?  I am determined more than ever to surround myself with selfless people.  Those who care about others more than themselves.  Being the optimist that I am, I am convinced we can make the world a better place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-4776787661254902154?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/4776787661254902154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=4776787661254902154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4776787661254902154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4776787661254902154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2009/01/who-do-we-invest-in.html' title='Who do we invest in...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SW-2iMwpn3I/AAAAAAAAAMA/WUQFgIJT9_4/s72-c/071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-2949585697395203050</id><published>2008-12-31T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:56:31.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Community...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SVu17TrAwvI/AAAAAAAAAL4/zPiRLjwbTew/s1600-h/san_paulo_carf_flikr_cc_attribution_noncommercial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SVu17TrAwvI/AAAAAAAAAL4/zPiRLjwbTew/s320/san_paulo_carf_flikr_cc_attribution_noncommercial.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286018618146996978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last day of 2008 and I'm having some final reflections before the beginning of a new year.  To say the least, 2009 will prove to be eventful, exciting, and full of change.  I thought I would add some thoughts on community this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The community I'm talking about is the one when a group of people decide to pursue life together.  I guess that is why like blogging and twittering so much.  It gives you a snapshot into people lives even though they may live far away.  It must be similar to someone's diary, only public.  =0)  It's been incredible to follow some of the greatest leaders around and experience life with them.  I can't wait to see what God will do throughout 2009.  Let's pursue life like never before.  I don't think any of us should settle for second best.  Especially when you have the community it takes to see things we have never seen before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-2949585697395203050?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/2949585697395203050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=2949585697395203050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/2949585697395203050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/2949585697395203050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/12/community.html' title='Community...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SVu17TrAwvI/AAAAAAAAAL4/zPiRLjwbTew/s72-c/san_paulo_carf_flikr_cc_attribution_noncommercial.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-8607390031263672577</id><published>2008-12-26T09:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:46:22.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SVUWi_CfcgI/AAAAAAAAALw/0ShztpjIThY/s1600-h/IMG_2936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SVUWi_CfcgI/AAAAAAAAALw/0ShztpjIThY/s320/IMG_2936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284154528082391554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...  Yesterday I decided to be completely unplugged and spend time with the family.  This was more than my immediate family, it included lots of extended family members.  It's something that I should do more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have often listened to others agree that each of us need a break from technology.  It seems strange that it has become such a part of everyday life.  Whether it be blogging, twittering, or even facebook, they are all time consuming!  They take away from the opportunities to spend quality time with the ones you love (border line mushy).  Sometimes it's vital to push it all away and just focus on what matters most...family!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to unplug sometime this holiday season and spend some QT with someone you love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-8607390031263672577?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/8607390031263672577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=8607390031263672577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8607390031263672577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8607390031263672577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/12/family.html' title='Family...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SVUWi_CfcgI/AAAAAAAAALw/0ShztpjIThY/s72-c/IMG_2936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-8594968356467350598</id><published>2008-12-23T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T08:56:58.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Worth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SVEUD_JXnRI/AAAAAAAAALY/IfpI4rs7lkM/s1600-h/hsc0255l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SVEUD_JXnRI/AAAAAAAAALY/IfpI4rs7lkM/s320/hsc0255l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283025896605195538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been an amazing few days as God continues to challenge my thinking in so many areas.  I can't imagine my life without the constant interruptions that He provides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's thought is pretty simple.  I was challenged with the idea of self-worth.  Where does it come from and why?  Do I have value because of what I accomplish?  Some would say yes.  However, is there something so much more that we are missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for myself, I often evaluate my day according to what tasks I have completed and how many of those items were checked off my list.  I'm pretty sure that's not the place God wants me to find my value or self-worth.  I guess it goes back to the beginning when God looked at Adam and said he was going to have to work for a living (paraphrased).  I can't imagine what that moment must have been like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then we have had such a skewed understanding of where our value comes from.  The reality is, there's neither enough that we can do, nor enough that we could have that would equal value.  Truth is, our value comes just being ourselves, you know, the person God created you to be.  God enjoys the simple interactions!  He looks at us and would say we are all priceless!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-8594968356467350598?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/8594968356467350598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=8594968356467350598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8594968356467350598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8594968356467350598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/12/self-worth.html' title='Self-Worth...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SVEUD_JXnRI/AAAAAAAAALY/IfpI4rs7lkM/s72-c/hsc0255l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-3355105219824007077</id><published>2008-12-22T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T19:23:49.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Merging of Two Generations...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SVBOjeKfA0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/M9vOM9TWtPk/s1600-h/gabes_car_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SVBOjeKfA0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/M9vOM9TWtPk/s320/gabes_car_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282808734205018946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I was challenged by someone regarding the vast differences in the culture today as compared to 10-20 years ago.  Today we tvo whatever we want to watch, then watch it at our convenience.  I know this will date me, but I remember the days when we had a black and white TV and I was my dads remote control.  Talk about crazy!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly feel like it's a mantle that I carry.  The mantle of bridging two generations that are nothing alike.  It's impossible to understand each other because their lifestyles are COMPLETELY different.  Let me mention just a few:  CEO vs. Team styles of leadership, lecture vs. image driven presentations, and even overhead transparencies (which were advanced for their time) vs. multi-projector/screens.  Come on now, today we are using high definition video camera compared to the 8mm films that no one could afford.  How do we merge these two cultures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in the picture...one exists because of the other.  It's amazing to see the product that comes from the merging of generations.  I wish young leaders would give more honor to those who have paved the way for them.  Likewise, I wish some older leaders would be open and willing to try new methods.  It speaks to the leadership principle that I mentioned a few blogs ago.  If you want to build something that lasts, you have to be willing to change what you build.  We can't expect something to last forever without allowing it to evolve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the answer?  I feel honored to have the opportunity to try and help the merging of two generations...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-3355105219824007077?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/3355105219824007077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=3355105219824007077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3355105219824007077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3355105219824007077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/12/merging-of-two-generations.html' title='The Merging of Two Generations...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SVBOjeKfA0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/M9vOM9TWtPk/s72-c/gabes_car_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-2774671487118563593</id><published>2008-12-19T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:42:11.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What should I do?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SUvaFNqu3lI/AAAAAAAAALI/J5ld531ZcTc/s1600-h/christmas-tree-inside-the-house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SUvaFNqu3lI/AAAAAAAAALI/J5ld531ZcTc/s320/christmas-tree-inside-the-house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281554771125132882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is right around the corner and I'm trying to decide what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curiosity is getting the best of me.  How many out there are going to go "unplugged" for Christmas day.  That means no net, twitter, blogs, or anything else.  I mean how I do find out what everyone is getting?  I don't know what I should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, take a minute and respond through twitter (direct message if you choose) or comment on this blog.  You can even email if you should choose.  What will you be doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-2774671487118563593?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/2774671487118563593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=2774671487118563593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/2774671487118563593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/2774671487118563593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-should-i-do.html' title='What should I do?...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SUvaFNqu3lI/AAAAAAAAALI/J5ld531ZcTc/s72-c/christmas-tree-inside-the-house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-8746607075682000879</id><published>2008-12-18T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:51:14.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timeless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SUrRqtgS7rI/AAAAAAAAALA/1CMIEDYngBc/s1600-h/timeless1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SUrRqtgS7rI/AAAAAAAAALA/1CMIEDYngBc/s320/timeless1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281264044745092786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would add some more thoughts regarding the subject a few days ago.  The blog was about being "on the journey together".  There's been quite a bit rush through my mind over the last couple weeks.  Mostly, an inner voice calling out to me to spend my time doing the things that are timeless.  For example, the investment made in people is timeless.  Regardless of distance, can people really be separated?  I know I am on the brink of being mushy and thank God, that's not my personality.  Think about it though, there's not enough miles to separate people who care for one another.  I find myself wanting to be a part of that culture.  The culture where people come first.  A culture where I keep my mind on the eternal and not the temporary.  Oh well, just thoughts...I guess!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end by saying I want to be a part of something much bigger than myself.  Part of something that brings life and not death.  Spending my energy on what is timeless...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-8746607075682000879?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/8746607075682000879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=8746607075682000879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8746607075682000879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8746607075682000879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/12/timeless.html' title='Timeless...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SUrRqtgS7rI/AAAAAAAAALA/1CMIEDYngBc/s72-c/timeless1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-3902329407867006942</id><published>2008-12-16T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:14:13.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts Pt. 2...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SUfqQHF2ZqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/jz3ojEhZ6mU/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SUfqQHF2ZqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/jz3ojEhZ6mU/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280446650617587362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why I'm doing this again, but I thought I would offer some more random thoughts.  I didn't received any feedback regarding small towns, so maybe if I mention some thoughts on leadership, I'll get A response. =0)  By the way, the picture has nothing to do with the blog.  I just thought my back yard looked scenic this morning.  You can't really see the snow falling, but it was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to some random thoughts about leadership:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  There's four factors in keeping a vibrant relationship with God (I'm sure there's more, but these are my four).  They would include reading His Word, praying, community with each other, and serving Him with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  When considering the different angles and voices we speak from.  I think it is more important to speak from a voice of selflessness, than a voice that HAS to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I always have to keep in perspective that I impact the non-christians view of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Helping people experience God is just as important, if not more important, than the context of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  This one is for the control freaks out there.  The only thing we can control in a given situation is ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  For us to build something that lasts, we always have to be willing to change what we build.  We have the tendency to think something should last longer than it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  There's three true statements about momentum:  we have it, we're losing it, or we've lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  We have to train ourselves to be future thinkers.  It's vital we don't always evaluate things through the lens of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Relevance is being close to the issue at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  It doesn't take a leader to kill something that's failing; it DOES, however, take a leader to change and turn around something that is not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are from a variety of lessons I have attained from other leaders, as well as some of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be interested in push back and comments on these as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-3902329407867006942?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/3902329407867006942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=3902329407867006942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3902329407867006942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3902329407867006942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-thoughts-pt-2.html' title='Random Thoughts Pt. 2...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SUfqQHF2ZqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/jz3ojEhZ6mU/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-532476778807899939</id><published>2008-12-15T14:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:31:25.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SUbe14EvGBI/AAAAAAAAAKI/DqUdGXpVbiU/s1600-h/brain-to-music-thought-synth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SUbe14EvGBI/AAAAAAAAAKI/DqUdGXpVbiU/s320/brain-to-music-thought-synth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280152630305167378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a friend of mine write blogs which are quite often labeled "Random Thoughts".  So, I thought I would share a few of my own.  I would have photoshopped the picture and put my face in it if I had more time.  These are for small towns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here I go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  When a machine breaks at the drycleaners, it means you won't get your clothes back for at least two weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  People find it productive to advertise on the local gas station sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  When local businessmen go on vacation, it's mentioned in the newspaper.  That way people know when they can eat there again. =0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  If your grass is higher than 4 inches, the police can come write you a citation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  People gather for local delicacies...rocky mountain oysters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  People you don't know show up at your door, come in, and seem to never leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  The highlight of shopping in town is the local Walmart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  People gather at the town square on Friday's during football season to eat porkchop sandwiches.  (local fundraiser)  They ARE good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  The local theater has two screens to show movies.  Of course the second one is a big screen TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Last, but not least, even though you purchase your home, you don't own it for 20 years.  You are always referred to as living in the previous owners house.  I live in the Luttman's house...=0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are hilarious, but COMPLETELY true.  I'm interested in some of your comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-532476778807899939?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/532476778807899939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=532476778807899939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/532476778807899939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/532476778807899939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SUbe14EvGBI/AAAAAAAAAKI/DqUdGXpVbiU/s72-c/brain-to-music-thought-synth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-209611341794984397</id><published>2008-12-12T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:47:52.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Journey Together...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SULlY0j0SKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/fB5SJBEbnO0/s1600-h/journey-image-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SULlY0j0SKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/fB5SJBEbnO0/s320/journey-image-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279033927820134562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here typing, I find myself feeling extremely blessed.  Although I realize I haven't written much in the last week besides tweets on twitter, I have not been lost to reflect and begin to count my many blessings that God has provided.  Even though I could begin to give name to each of them, I have decided to give attention to a thought, rather than a specific blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always considered life to be journey.  In fact I look at my relationship with God much the same way.  When I begin to look at my blessings in this context, I begin to realize just how rich a life that I have been granted. What has made my life rich has not been possessions.  It's been the wide variety of people that God has given me favor to experience life with.  It still amazes me how a song or a smell can bring back the most vivid of memories.  The memories experienced but for a moment, however, will last in my mind and heart for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this, it could be very possible that some of my memories include you.  I want to take a moment to say thank you.  Thank you for making my life rich!  In the myriad of thoughts that quickly pass by, I don't want to forget what has made my life special.  What has made my journey special is the people I've been able to share it with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you happen across this blog, take a moment to appreciate each of your blessings.  I know that God's greatest blessing often come in the strangest of packages.  Yet, I think that is what makes them so spectacular!  Thank you Lord for my Journey and the many friends that I have shared it with!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It about being "on the journey together"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-209611341794984397?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/209611341794984397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=209611341794984397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/209611341794984397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/209611341794984397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-journey-together.html' title='On the Journey Together...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SULlY0j0SKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/fB5SJBEbnO0/s72-c/journey-image-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-8842569770451079843</id><published>2008-12-03T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T03:12:41.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/STZoh46Aw3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/nwgcxSwBW1Q/s1600-h/aaplane2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/STZoh46Aw3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/nwgcxSwBW1Q/s320/aaplane2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275518944931791730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is one of my last trips for the 2008 year.  Traveling has certainly become part of the common day in and day out activities.  At least I get to bring my wonderful wife with me this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to Columbus, OH for convention and camp planning.  I will have the opportunity to connect with other directors from across the United States to hear and discuss what is working best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to come to understand that effectiveness is usually connected to one's willingness to listen to other people and their experience.  Wouldn't we all be better people if we could learn more from listening than having to experience it for ourselves.  I pray I am able to walk away with tons of ideas of how to connect students better to God's plan for their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, but I'm traveling again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-8842569770451079843?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/8842569770451079843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=8842569770451079843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8842569770451079843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8842569770451079843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/12/traveling-again.html' title='Traveling again...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/STZoh46Aw3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/nwgcxSwBW1Q/s72-c/aaplane2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-1492169229081050118</id><published>2008-11-25T15:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:29:34.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SSyFEyGX6PI/AAAAAAAAAJg/FFZ9Y7jWjDM/s1600-h/change-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SSyFEyGX6PI/AAAAAAAAAJg/FFZ9Y7jWjDM/s320/change-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272735580958484722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever get tired of things staying the same?  I know for me, change is something that I always want to be open to and ready to embrace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I feel like change is all around me and I'm waiting to see where this journey is going to take me.  What's next?  What will it involve?  Will it be exciting and feel like it was worth my time and efforts?  What will it look like?  Really, do others evaluate things like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I don't know where tomorrow is going to lead sometimes, I know that there's not a lot of reason to worry.  I know the author of my life and He will certainly take care of me.  However, I also know there are many that hate change.  My wife is one.  Is there really a balance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone who cries out for change as much as I do, right now I feel like I need a seat belt.  I'm tired, yet exhilarated!!  Although I have no idea where change will take me, I can't wait to see the other side.  I want it to stretch me and force me to look outside the norm.  It should challenge my thinking.  Otherwise, was it really worth it.  I want to look back and feel like the time and energy used was worth it's weight in gold!  That I am a better person for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-1492169229081050118?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/1492169229081050118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=1492169229081050118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/1492169229081050118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/1492169229081050118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/11/change.html' title='Change...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SSyFEyGX6PI/AAAAAAAAAJg/FFZ9Y7jWjDM/s72-c/change-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-9206584309153760244</id><published>2008-11-24T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:28:31.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too many leaves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SSsUoi3gDbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mmevad4LKbI/s1600-h/leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SSsUoi3gDbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mmevad4LKbI/s320/leaves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272330475554213298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, what a weekend.  I never thought I would ever finish raking all our leaves in our backyard!  I guess I should say blow with the leaf blower.  After 13 hours and lots of sore muscles (what few I have), I have finally finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times do we begin a job not knowing how long it will take?  It reminds me of how many of us as men are.  What I mean is that we begin a job (home improvement most of the time) thinking it will take 3 days.  Then, once we finally finish it, we realize that it took 3 weeks, 3 times the cost, and someone who knew what they were doing to finish it.  Too funny! =0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I should do a better job counting the cost.  I'm not trying to make this something spiritual, it just seems to me that I get myself stuck too often.  Then I work like crazy to get it all done.  Like this weekend, I thought I would be in the yard 5-6 hours and it turns out that I was out there two days straight.  Of course, it would warm up the day after I finish.  =0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should have planned better.  All I can say is that there were too many leaves...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-9206584309153760244?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/9206584309153760244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=9206584309153760244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/9206584309153760244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/9206584309153760244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/11/too-many-leaves.html' title='Too many leaves...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SSsUoi3gDbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mmevad4LKbI/s72-c/leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-7120536000725162897</id><published>2008-11-19T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:56:49.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving preparation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ATZ8BgoVjFs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ATZ8BgoVjFs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I spoke in our weekly chapel service about giving thanks in all circumstances.  This is the video I was able to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, regardless of what's going on in your life, cause I know it's not always great, stop and give thanks for what you do have.  I think most of my preparation is making sure I don't lose sight of what the day is really about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving preparation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-7120536000725162897?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/7120536000725162897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=7120536000725162897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7120536000725162897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7120536000725162897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-preparation.html' title='Thanksgiving preparation...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-2719563859419349309</id><published>2008-11-15T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T09:17:41.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A favorite passtime...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SR8CIWRfw7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Cw1S0pRR-4U/s1600-h/AT_1106_01A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SR8CIWRfw7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Cw1S0pRR-4U/s320/AT_1106_01A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268932431487943602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had several people often ask why I would choose to hunt.  Then it occurs to me that I think the majority of people haven't truly spent a lot of time in the outdoors.  It really makes me feel blessed to come from the family that I have.  We didn't have much, but deer hunting was an annual event.  I've decided to try and let people in a little.  To see a small piece of my life.  I basically have two hobbies (maybe three - love riding the motorcycle).  They are golf and hunting.  Deer hunting to be more specific.  Obviously, both having to do with the outdoors.  There's just something about being in God's creation and experiencing it all first hand.  I've had deer so close I could touch them with my finger.  Anyway, I love to watch just how beautiful it really is.  To watch nature in it's purest form.  It makes me wonder how people could possibly think there is not a God.  Well, I've shot one this year already and hopefully this afternoon will bring number two!  A nice 10 point buck would be great.  Regardless, I'll have fun watching the smaller deer pass by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, it's a favorite passtime...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-2719563859419349309?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/2719563859419349309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=2719563859419349309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/2719563859419349309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/2719563859419349309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/11/favorite-passtime.html' title='A favorite passtime...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SR8CIWRfw7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Cw1S0pRR-4U/s72-c/AT_1106_01A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-4174397173102470796</id><published>2008-11-14T10:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:10:43.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SR28w8LUsGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nmESG--kkPk/s1600-h/16_05_76---Rain_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SR28w8LUsGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nmESG--kkPk/s320/16_05_76---Rain_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268574688066711650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a couple days since I have sat down to blog.  I've had the opportunity to travel and speak at a youth ministry as well as meet with some college pastors from across the state of IL.  It's been well worth the effort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it's just a rainy day.  I had a hard time getting up and an even harder time going to work.  I sit in my office thinking about all that needs to be done, yet not wanting to do any of it.  I hope I'm not getting into a rut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself thinking about choices today.  I have said over and over that regardless of our feelings, making a wrong decision never becomes right.  I've always said it in the form of a question, "when does the wrong decision become right?".  As I examine my own statement, I have begun thinking of the opposite implication.  When does the right decision become wrong?  Of course, I realize the answer is never.  However, I also know I struggle with it sometimes.  Sometimes I want to respond in a way that feels justified and not necessarily right.  I've shared all that to say I hope I always respond to situations and people in a way that brings honor to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some reflections on a rainy day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-4174397173102470796?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/4174397173102470796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=4174397173102470796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4174397173102470796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4174397173102470796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/11/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy days...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SR28w8LUsGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nmESG--kkPk/s72-c/16_05_76---Rain_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-6321266173803697497</id><published>2008-11-11T14:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:49:08.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in the office...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SRoLJtTAqkI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xM2W1y-uYxA/s1600-h/office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SRoLJtTAqkI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xM2W1y-uYxA/s320/office.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267534975569275458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how others feel, but there are days I feel like I am stuck in the office.  These are different than the days that I have a lot to do and seems like I can never leave.  What I am talking about are the days you feel like there are a million places you would rather be.  The times when it becomes increasingly more challenging to stay focused.  Today is truly one of those days.  I feel like I am on the inside looking out wanting to do anything different.  Of course, that was not an option today.  Oh well, at least it's not everyday that I am stuck in the office...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-6321266173803697497?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/6321266173803697497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=6321266173803697497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/6321266173803697497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/6321266173803697497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/11/stuck-in-office.html' title='Stuck in the office...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SRoLJtTAqkI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xM2W1y-uYxA/s72-c/office.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-5295110568912706627</id><published>2008-11-10T11:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:04:16.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SRiPfE83SAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Gvc1Yc8Wyro/s1600-h/Signs_for_sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SRiPfE83SAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Gvc1Yc8Wyro/s320/Signs_for_sale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267117528277534722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I've really become more aware of my surroundings since I have began to travel so much.  It seems that regardless where my travels take me, everyone has something to say.  At least they think they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, their messages are on display through the use of signs.  For some odd reason, today it just kind of popped out at me.  It's like we live an ongoing advertisement.  Really, an advertisement for whatever a given person is selling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each person has their own unique way to communicate their messages.  For example, I have heard sermon after sermon talking about the signs of our time.  You know the ones, get right now or burn in hell.  I have also read tons of ridiculous church signs too.  Some funny, however, most judgmental in some sort of way.  None can compare to today!  I was driving by a Catholic Church and the building next to it had a hilarious sign.  It said, "Virgin Chiropractic".  Oh my, it made me laugh pretty hard.  I'm not sure that the church and the chiropractic office are connected in any way, but the sign was worth the laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said all this to throw the question out, what are we selling?  At the least, what are we advertising?  Is it self seeking?  Does it communicate love, acceptance, forgiveness, etc...  Hmm, I don't know that I measure up.  All I can say is that I want to do my best to communicate what is pure and right.  When people look at me, they see someone advertising a better way of life.  A life that is more incredible because of Who created it, not because of what I can get from it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a few thoughts from my day.  It has at least caused me to pause and wonder what I have been communicating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs!?!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-5295110568912706627?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/5295110568912706627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=5295110568912706627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5295110568912706627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5295110568912706627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/11/signs.html' title='Signs...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SRiPfE83SAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Gvc1Yc8Wyro/s72-c/Signs_for_sale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-3299991389028717235</id><published>2008-11-07T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:15:55.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SRTHH1sgjnI/AAAAAAAAAIw/u8FDJayASks/s1600-h/hammack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SRTHH1sgjnI/AAAAAAAAAIw/u8FDJayASks/s320/hammack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266052801789726322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful that God continues to give me job security.  It seems that no matter how hard one might work, the work never gets done.  I'm sure someone can relate to that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I sit in my office on a Friday evening getting ready to go home, I have pushed everything aside and decided it can all wait til Monday.  It's not something I often do.  I'll take my work home over the weekend and get a little done here and there as I try to also spend quality time with my wife and kids.  Not this time...I'm leaving it all behind.  =0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably need to evaluate this type of thing more often.  I tend to be a person who will work 100 hours a week just to make sure I am always ahead of the game (as if it were a game).  Sometimes it's important to just say no...not my specialty.  Anyhow, I'm going to try and have a blast with the family and take a rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, rest...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-3299991389028717235?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/3299991389028717235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=3299991389028717235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3299991389028717235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3299991389028717235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/11/rest.html' title='Rest...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SRTHH1sgjnI/AAAAAAAAAIw/u8FDJayASks/s72-c/hammack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-7327235080976820207</id><published>2008-11-06T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T09:47:55.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This was funny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SRMtIer9wNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/zX_Qny6A15g/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SRMtIer9wNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/zX_Qny6A15g/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265602013025910994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people might get sick of these kind of blogs, but I can't help it.  Sometimes living in small town America is funny.  Why not pass it along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was funny...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-7327235080976820207?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/7327235080976820207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=7327235080976820207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7327235080976820207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7327235080976820207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-was-funny.html' title='This was funny...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SRMtIer9wNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/zX_Qny6A15g/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-6265220712730259588</id><published>2008-11-02T15:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:53:06.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a look...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SQ48e5hvH7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/l_lKlQjQW3c/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SQ48e5hvH7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/l_lKlQjQW3c/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264211515978751922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I thought I would also include a picture of the amazing food I had to joy of eating.  On this plate is Luceon Asada, which is pulled pork with a special sauce of garlic, oil, sweet onions, and lime juice (Amazing!!).  Then there is black beans and rice, yuca, tostones, and fried sweet plantains.  for some it might not seem like much, but it is out of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to eat at Victor's 1959 Cafe' anytime you are in Minneapolis, MN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-6265220712730259588?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/6265220712730259588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=6265220712730259588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/6265220712730259588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/6265220712730259588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/11/take-look.html' title='Take a look...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SQ48e5hvH7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/l_lKlQjQW3c/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-9212994733804810100</id><published>2008-11-02T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:54:25.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best restaurant ever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SQ45jPdHMSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/CiBeYNhkUnA/s1600-h/photo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SQ45jPdHMSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/CiBeYNhkUnA/s320/photo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264208292049531170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I haven't blogged in a while is because of a busy trip to Minneapolis.  I was there attending tons of meetings as well as other appointments.  I can't say that I love the drive, however, I love the food!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite restaurants is a small hole in the wall found in a local neighborhood of Minneapolis.  The name of the place is Victor's 1959 Cafe'.  This particular place has the best Cuban food I have found anywhere!  The owners, of course, are from Cuba and do an amazing job preparing the food.  It's not how fancy it is, it's how incredible it tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I have a weakness for trying new things.  Whether it be food, places, or even activities that cause your adrenaline to begin to rush.  It's one of my qualities that allows me to be privied to some awesome experiences, but also experience some pretty nasty things at times.  This place is a 10 on a scale from 1-10.  You can see in the picture that people are lined up outside for a seat.  Waiting forever to eat their food!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, it's the best restaurant ever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-9212994733804810100?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/9212994733804810100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=9212994733804810100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/9212994733804810100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/9212994733804810100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/11/best-restaurant-ever.html' title='The best restaurant ever...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SQ45jPdHMSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/CiBeYNhkUnA/s72-c/photo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-8233986152228493800</id><published>2008-10-30T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:04:10.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking to the future...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SQqB2j14lKI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/x_8SAITP4Q4/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SQqB2j14lKI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/x_8SAITP4Q4/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263161888870012066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in Minneapolis, MN attending board meetings today.  It will continue through tomorrow as we begin to evaluate the past and current circumstances and then dream for the future of the university.  It's been an eye opening experience that forces one to reflect on their own life and experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these reflections has been asking myself the question, "am I doing what God has created me to do during this time frame of my life".  I believe I can say yes to that more today than I could a year ago.  I have been evaluating the lack of relationships among Illinois youth pastors.  It's not that they don't want relationships, it's just that it hasn't been facilitated strong enough.  I dream for the day when ALL church leaders come together regardless of creed.  A time when those without a relationship with their Creator are the absolute priority.  A time when fraternity and relationship are not buzz words, but a desire we pursue.  A day when leaving someone behind is NOT an option. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I'm looking to the future...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-8233986152228493800?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/8233986152228493800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=8233986152228493800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8233986152228493800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8233986152228493800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/looking-to-future.html' title='Looking to the future...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SQqB2j14lKI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/x_8SAITP4Q4/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-5672738661796718818</id><published>2008-10-27T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T11:32:40.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great time traveling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SQYHG2t9D7I/AAAAAAAAAII/9lu2pU1yUEY/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SQYHG2t9D7I/AAAAAAAAAII/9lu2pU1yUEY/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261901028977872818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say that this weekend has been tiring!  I loaded up the family and headed to St. Louis to celebrate my wife's birthday.  That means her favorite restaurants, some shopping, and having fun quality time with the kids.  We had PF Chang's for lunch and I think I could eat there every meal.  Then we took our kids to the Science Center...fun stuff.  We weren't able to see half of it, but the kids had a blast.  Then some shopping at the Galleria and dinner at the Cheesecake factory!  What a Saturday...I'm waiting until later this week to weigh myself!!  =0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we found ourselves in Collinsville, IL for the kick off of a missions convention.  We were able to plug our missions emphasis, Speed the Light, and honor the church for all their efforts.  I then took the family home and headed to Industry, IL for an evening youth service.  That's were I took the picture.  I thought it was a good pic, so I took it while I was driving.  Don't do this yourself, I am a professional!  =0)  Like I said, a crazy weekend, yet, great time traveling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-5672738661796718818?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/5672738661796718818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=5672738661796718818' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5672738661796718818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5672738661796718818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-time-traveling.html' title='Great time traveling...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SQYHG2t9D7I/AAAAAAAAAII/9lu2pU1yUEY/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-7139563499935785373</id><published>2008-10-22T06:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T06:17:11.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY in single digits...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SP8mNe3vVWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/qtNeMhCx9NA/s1600-h/celeb_scale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SP8mNe3vVWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/qtNeMhCx9NA/s320/celeb_scale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259964902859036002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long hard road, but I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel!  I have to admit, I feel like I have had a ton of support.  Mostly from my wife, Debbie!  She been amazing and looks fantastic.  She's lost over 30 pounds, which encourages (out of shame) me to stay on task and not give up.  I have nine pounds to go before I reach my original goal of weight loss, although, I think I would like to lose 5 or 6 more after that.  Regardless, I hope I can stay on track! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally in single digits...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-7139563499935785373?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/7139563499935785373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=7139563499935785373' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7139563499935785373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7139563499935785373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-in-single-digits.html' title='FINALLY in single digits...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SP8mNe3vVWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/qtNeMhCx9NA/s72-c/celeb_scale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-8035482100252204430</id><published>2008-10-21T14:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T06:21:24.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more blog for the day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SP5In0fxJNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rTv4vZdi5bE/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SP5In0fxJNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rTv4vZdi5bE/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259721263759303890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to add one more blog for the day!!  I was driving home the other day and saw a sign that said Happy Birthday, Feather!  Now, again, I put that in the same category as "Happy Anni Porky and Suz", laughed to myself and continued to drive.  Today, I just couldn't help but share my laughter.  Of course, all these have been on the same sign at the gas station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read it for yourself, "Happy BDay to our daughter".  Now is this for every daughter in C'ville?  If I were to take the effort and time to put it on the sign (which I would not, at least at a gas station) I think I would at least let people know who my daughter is.  How would my daughter know if I did it just for her?  I don't know, it's probably just me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to do one more blog for the day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-8035482100252204430?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/8035482100252204430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=8035482100252204430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8035482100252204430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8035482100252204430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-more-blog-for-day.html' title='One more blog for the day...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SP5In0fxJNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rTv4vZdi5bE/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-1186382546439962082</id><published>2008-10-21T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T14:22:29.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaker...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SP5ICEbH14I/AAAAAAAAAHw/dqOOPHAJDB4/s1600-h/IMG_0407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SP5ICEbH14I/AAAAAAAAAHw/dqOOPHAJDB4/s320/IMG_0407.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259720615199758210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our speaker, Robert Madu, was off the chain! He reminded me of a christian Chris Rock. Well, not exactly! He has to be one of the premiere speakers of our time. He never lost the students attention and brought them to a place of life change. I would recommend him to anyone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-1186382546439962082?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/1186382546439962082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=1186382546439962082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/1186382546439962082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/1186382546439962082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/speaker.html' title='Speaker...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SP5ICEbH14I/AAAAAAAAAHw/dqOOPHAJDB4/s72-c/IMG_0407.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-4238897927208801728</id><published>2008-10-21T14:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T14:21:05.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a great weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SP5Eoh1c_XI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CXUYdC1ZqVQ/s1600-h/2008_10_18-momentum_063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SP5Eoh1c_XI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CXUYdC1ZqVQ/s320/2008_10_18-momentum_063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259716877883342194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great weekend!!  Since this was the very first Momentum Convention, I can't imagine being much happier.  Could some things have been better?  Of course!  In the grand scheme of things, however, it was a huge win for IYCM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have receive phone calls, emails, text messages, and even emails to the radio station that promoted it for us to say thank you and relay how much they loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, what a great weekend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-4238897927208801728?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/4238897927208801728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=4238897927208801728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4238897927208801728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4238897927208801728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-great-weekend.html' title='What a great weekend...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SP5Eoh1c_XI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CXUYdC1ZqVQ/s72-c/2008_10_18-momentum_063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-7576173140481855132</id><published>2008-10-16T06:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T06:15:05.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Building 429...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPc9958bVWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RzQ_P4lyMsY/s1600-h/photo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPc9958bVWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RzQ_P4lyMsY/s320/photo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257739223713928546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning I'm highlighting our lead band for our Friday night concert.  It's been great getting to know some of the guys and look forward to them ministering to the students.  Here is a tidbit from their website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some artists are a slow burn, quietly honing their skills while churning out albums of craftsman-quality tunes, and slowly building an intensely loyal fan base through commitment and perseverance. Other artists seem to drop into the public consciousness fully formed, their debut project so perfectly crafted that you wonder where they came from ... and where they could possibly go from here. Then, occasionally, you find an artist like Building 429, who epitomizes both traits – the proverbial ten years in the making overnight success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-7576173140481855132?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/7576173140481855132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=7576173140481855132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7576173140481855132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7576173140481855132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/building-429.html' title='Building 429...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPc9958bVWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RzQ_P4lyMsY/s72-c/photo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-5007095114042249326</id><published>2008-10-15T17:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T17:13:16.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Tribe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPaEsq2rKqI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3QGjr5gifnQ/s1600-h/apple-laptop-event-014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPaEsq2rKqI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3QGjr5gifnQ/s320/apple-laptop-event-014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257535517954353826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I know this is my third blog today...oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seth Godin, the author of ten best sellers and the CEO of squidoo.com, has written a book titled, "Tribes".  If this picture doesn't depict a tribe in a snapshot, I don't know what does.  He says that a tribe is a group of people connected to one another.  With the internet eliminating the barriers of geography, cost, and time, tribes are getting bigger and bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, however right or wrong it may be, Apple's tribe has to be one of the largest.  I am a proud member, even though some might consider us to be snooty!?!  (Evan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Tribe!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-5007095114042249326?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/5007095114042249326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=5007095114042249326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5007095114042249326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5007095114042249326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/go-tribe.html' title='Go Tribe...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPaEsq2rKqI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3QGjr5gifnQ/s72-c/apple-laptop-event-014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-7288956664198537113</id><published>2008-10-15T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T16:57:07.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our speaker for convention...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPaCcHDZnSI/AAAAAAAAAG4/aS1FvByngog/s1600-h/robert_madu_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPaCcHDZnSI/AAAAAAAAAG4/aS1FvByngog/s320/robert_madu_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257533034442890530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be great having Robert Madu speak at this years Momentum Convention.  He is one of the premiere voices in today's generation to communicate God's truths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has travel internationally as well as nationally through churches, youth ministries, and school assemblies.  God certainly has gifted him with the ability to minister to people of all races and cultures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His passion and desire is to see people come to understand God's incredible love for them and their future.  It's going to be great to have Robert as part of our team this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-7288956664198537113?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/7288956664198537113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=7288956664198537113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7288956664198537113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7288956664198537113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-speaker-for-convention.html' title='Our speaker for convention...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPaCcHDZnSI/AAAAAAAAAG4/aS1FvByngog/s72-c/robert_madu_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-182463450324903962</id><published>2008-10-15T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T17:14:18.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People are missing out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPaHTrx_bII/AAAAAAAAAHI/EPQ3T4uPYyM/s1600-h/dlapple115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPaHTrx_bII/AAAAAAAAAHI/EPQ3T4uPYyM/s320/dlapple115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257538387241299074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I said that I was going to highlight some of the line-up for convention this year, and I will, but I wanted to just point out another incredible product.  I have been a believer for quite a while...and it amazing me how closed some people are to trying it.  Too funny!!  People are missing out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of Seth Godin and his book, "Tribes", I'm definitely a member!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-182463450324903962?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/182463450324903962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=182463450324903962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/182463450324903962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/182463450324903962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/people-are-missing-out.html' title='People are missing out...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPaHTrx_bII/AAAAAAAAAHI/EPQ3T4uPYyM/s72-c/dlapple115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-8144112912779508654</id><published>2008-10-14T13:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T19:51:08.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentum...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPUGYGuTAtI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xdgtpc1z2yA/s1600-h/SGMainPageQuote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPUGYGuTAtI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xdgtpc1z2yA/s320/SGMainPageQuote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257115151216345810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This time of year is surrounded by two main thoughts.  Momentum, which is our state youth convention, and spending time with other youth leaders from across the state.  I have to say that I am super excited about what is going to happen this year and the line-up that we have.  I wanted to highlight some of that line-up over the next couple days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's highlight consists of a good friend of mine who is providing comedy for all our general sessions.  His name is Scott Gregory and he's from Indianapolis.  If I were to pick one thing that I love about Scott the most is his servant attitude.  It has never been about him, but how he can serve the event/pastor the best!  Servanthood is a quality that seems less and less normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's one of the funniest guys I know!  He's had shows with some no-names like Jeff Foxworthy and Tim Allen.  =0)  Plus, he has the pure heart to impact and change lives!!  How can we go wrong?  Momentum with Scott will be incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-8144112912779508654?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/8144112912779508654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=8144112912779508654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8144112912779508654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8144112912779508654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/momentum.html' title='Momentum...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPUGYGuTAtI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xdgtpc1z2yA/s72-c/SGMainPageQuote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-343483698462464685</id><published>2008-10-11T03:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T03:39:49.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPCAJFAykgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ehp-XzDPB0g/s1600-h/33785343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPCAJFAykgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ehp-XzDPB0g/s320/33785343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255841658594038274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I'm coming home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long couple months with all the traveling that I've been doing.  Sometimes you look at it and wonder if it's all been worth it.  It's hard to know, however Catalyst has been a tremendous investment for the life of my leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the time in Atlanta has been a great investment, coming home is priceless.  Time with my wife and kids has been a very missed blessing.  Andy Stanley had some comments to say about the subject.  I pray God helps me be the best husband and father that I can be.  My family certainly deserves the best!  We all know that the work never ends anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-343483698462464685?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/343483698462464685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=343483698462464685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/343483698462464685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/343483698462464685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/coming-home.html' title='Coming home...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPCAJFAykgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ehp-XzDPB0g/s72-c/33785343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-5412970197291473937</id><published>2008-10-10T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T03:43:51.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPAazosszUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jUpBcveh2Fk/s1600-h/andy%2Bstanley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPAazosszUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jUpBcveh2Fk/s320/andy%2Bstanley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255730239541923138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an amazing time here at Catalyst!  It has been amazing to sit and be taught by this incredible group of leaders.  I thought I would take some time to share some of my reflections...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  If you want to build something that lasts, you have to be willing to change whatever you build.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Churches that are not open to change are not open to what is sacred and timeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  It doesn't take a leader to kill something that's not working!  It DOES take a leader to change what is not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Three areas to evaluate and reflect on our moral character are:  forgiveness, family, and finances.  They will provide the feedback necessary to determine our success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  There has to be an alignment between our creed and deed.  What we say needs to match what we do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Sometimes we need to persevere to hold on to our promises from God, even when we can't currently see anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Culture rarely changes due to protest or judgment.  It requires influence through relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  We need to line up our finances with God's Word!  (Rocket science, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  We all should be obligated to take what we learn and put it into practice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  When people come together, they can accomplish so much more than they can on their own.  Surprising!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray I take these things and more and become the world changer God created me to be!  This was but a few of the timeless truths that will continue to provide direction to my future in ministry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-5412970197291473937?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/5412970197291473937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=5412970197291473937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5412970197291473937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5412970197291473937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/reflections.html' title='Reflections...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SPAazosszUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jUpBcveh2Fk/s72-c/andy%2Bstanley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-5275941787341587753</id><published>2008-10-09T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:39:47.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another great day at Catalyst...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SO6_SswbxII/AAAAAAAAAF8/oeRKLB8fFkw/s1600-h/headshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SO6_SswbxII/AAAAAAAAAF8/oeRKLB8fFkw/s320/headshot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255348143160804482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's labs and today's sessions; where do I begin.  I'll just say this, another great day at Catalyst...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started with Andy Stanley and the life up was incredible.  One particular speaker today, Steve Furtick, was off the hook.  He's 28 and has planted a church in Charlotte, NC.  Two and a half years into it, they are running 2,500.  Incredible testimony as well as commitment to make it work.  He really spoke an inspiring message to us as pastors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm sure, will be as great as today.  Until then, I'm off to bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-5275941787341587753?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/5275941787341587753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=5275941787341587753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5275941787341587753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5275941787341587753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-great-day-at-catalyst.html' title='Another great day at Catalyst...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SO6_SswbxII/AAAAAAAAAF8/oeRKLB8fFkw/s72-c/headshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-509996354713964533</id><published>2008-10-08T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:28:33.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stretched...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SO2G84RiFSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/lks9eumFctk/s1600-h/family_Reggie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SO2G84RiFSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/lks9eumFctk/s320/family_Reggie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255004720667432226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a situation that you wish everyone you know could have shared with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have been definitely stretched...seriously!  My favorite of the day was Reggie Joiner.  Second would be a split between either the author of "The Shack" William Paul Young, or Perry Noble!  Paul's time was filled with deep spiritual truths that forced you to look outside the box.  Perry's was extremely real and encouraging.  He re-enforced the need to take risks...awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always knew that Catalyst would be incredible, but this has been more than that.  I am only struggling with being away from the family.  Lord keep them and wrap your loving arms around them.  Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-509996354713964533?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/509996354713964533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=509996354713964533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/509996354713964533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/509996354713964533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/stretched.html' title='Stretched...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SO2G84RiFSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/lks9eumFctk/s72-c/family_Reggie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-7145871112814432510</id><published>2008-10-07T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:52:16.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramping up into Catalyst...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOuEGTLRFkI/AAAAAAAAAFs/MC2aElGFc0w/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOuEGTLRFkI/AAAAAAAAAFs/MC2aElGFc0w/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254438634019427906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading and studying for next weekend.  However, I'm getting ready to pick up a college pastor in Normal, Adam Sikorski, and head for lunch.  Then, off to the airport...Catalyst!!  I'm truly pumped about connecting with some of the speakers and getting ideas for Target 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this would be perfect if only one thing was different.  If my family was joining me!  At a time when quality time hasn't been at it's best, I'm leaving again.  This has been planned since January, way before the 10 regional banquets were scheduled.  It makes it rough, but the worst will be over at the end of this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, "the speakers better bring it"!!!!  I'll keep everyone posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-7145871112814432510?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/7145871112814432510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=7145871112814432510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7145871112814432510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7145871112814432510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/ramping-up-into-catalyst.html' title='Ramping up into Catalyst...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOuEGTLRFkI/AAAAAAAAAFs/MC2aElGFc0w/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-6448954658689707665</id><published>2008-10-06T12:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:16:24.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOphwjwZOjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/jpF6Cg0MQxw/s1600-h/twitter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOphwjwZOjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/jpF6Cg0MQxw/s320/twitter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254119402140940850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few weeks ago I mentioned a micro-blog called twitter and said I would say more about it later.  Well, today is later and I really don't have much else to write today! =0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started blogging no so long ago with the idea that I could help others stay connected to me and be a part of my life through it.  Since then, I have discovered twitter.  An online micro-blog that functions much like the status bar of Facebook.  A person accumulates followers and designates people they are following so there is a constant update of their "status".  Now, I know that I have made this very simple for all those tech's out there, but this is how I see the function of twitter.  I've said all that to say that I feel more connected to people's lives now than ever.  I get updates on what they are doing, funny moments, and even a goodnight Johnboy at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is anyone out there that feels like they would like to stay more connected to those close to you, I would definitely recommend twitter.  A combination of blogging, showing status, and  IM all in one.  A since of community that is well worth the effort!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-6448954658689707665?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/6448954658689707665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=6448954658689707665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/6448954658689707665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/6448954658689707665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/twitter.html' title='Twitter...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOphwjwZOjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/jpF6Cg0MQxw/s72-c/twitter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-1762849489003399584</id><published>2008-10-04T14:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T15:05:49.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plugging away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOfkSqGixiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/7ATlnKVNsh8/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOfkSqGixiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/7ATlnKVNsh8/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253418499541485090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm away from the family again.  Yesterday, I took our Youth Alive Missionary, Mike Trevino, out to play golf for his birthday.  It was a good day.  Anytime you shoot a 77, it's a good day.  It should have been a 75, but I double bogeyed 18 trying to go for an eagle.  I hit it in the water to end up with a double!  Sucks to be me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I kicked off the teen bible quiz season.  I'm attending Stone Creek Church's Saturday evening's service tonight.  Teaching at a class in the morning, then attending a Central Region Banquet tomorrow night.  Then, I'll race home to kiss my kids before leaving again Monday.  Crazy,huh?  Oh well, I'll keep plugging away...knowing the crazy travel schedule is almost over!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-1762849489003399584?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/1762849489003399584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=1762849489003399584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/1762849489003399584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/1762849489003399584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/plugging-away.html' title='Plugging away...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOfkSqGixiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/7ATlnKVNsh8/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-6806724449664388431</id><published>2008-10-04T05:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T05:39:18.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No kidding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOdhijTk8GI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ekLspwtw2jg/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOdhijTk8GI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ekLspwtw2jg/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253274736571773026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have often teased me saying that it can't be that bad living in C'ville.  Well, I will say that is not that bad.  However, I have had a couple quite funny situations that have made me take a minute to reflect, then roll on the ground laughing.  One in particular would have been early this last summer.  I was pumping gas in my car and just watching traffic (What little there is in C'ville).  A very small truck drives by (like one of those old very small Nissan's) and I did a double take.  There was a boat in bed of the truck that was just as long as the truck itself.  No kidding...it was strapped down and leaning on the cab of the truck.  So, it almost stood straight up in the air.  Too funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have had the opportunity to meet one of my neighbors.  His name was John, but no one would ever know that.  Everyone who knows him calls him "Jelly".  So, my neighbor is Jelly!  Maybe I'll meet Peanut Butter soon...=0).  Just when you think it can not get better than this, Debbe (my wife) and I are at the local Shell station pumping gas.  And THIS sign was being displayed.  So, with out taking a shot at yet another small town anomily, Happy Anniversary Porky and Suz (not that you'll read this).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-6806724449664388431?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/6806724449664388431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=6806724449664388431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/6806724449664388431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/6806724449664388431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-kidding.html' title='No kidding...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOdhijTk8GI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ekLspwtw2jg/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-1863708618874170372</id><published>2008-09-30T06:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T07:15:25.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We have come a long way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOIvsVxHQVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dLe4y0MyuWQ/s1600-h/old-computer-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOIvsVxHQVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dLe4y0MyuWQ/s320/old-computer-thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251812554271310162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night was a great night hanging out with friends.  We first went to Gameworks and played tons of video games together, but it didn't end there.  We all went back to our hotel rooms and grabbed our computers to hang out some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize all the time that I don't know near enough about technology.  This proved it!!  It was a tech class just for me.  Funny thing is, I still am way behind.  All I can say is...we have come a long way.  This internet thing might be taking off.  =0)  This was a picture of what the RAND Corporation (1954) thought the home computer would look like in 2004.   Too Funny!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-1863708618874170372?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/1863708618874170372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=1863708618874170372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/1863708618874170372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/1863708618874170372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/we.html' title='We have come a long way...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOIvsVxHQVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dLe4y0MyuWQ/s72-c/old-computer-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-6838555567937837506</id><published>2008-09-29T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:21:13.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crowder version...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hyTtK5R6NqM&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/hyTtK5R6NqM&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;&lt;br /&gt;A little better, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-6838555567937837506?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/6838555567937837506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=6838555567937837506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/6838555567937837506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/6838555567937837506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/crowder-version.html' title='Crowder version...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-5049678009697782082</id><published>2008-09-29T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:23:58.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus is my friend...</title><content type='html'>Part of our day we were sharing funny videos or stories and this video was shared with our team.  It was funny enough that I thought I should share with my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D5-TpSm1HDE&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/D5-TpSm1HDE&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;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today a great time with our leadership team today.  We evaluated events as well as planned for our future together.  Our new slogan will be www.iycm.com, "on the journey together".  Having friendships and ministry partners is absolutely priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why anyone would want to do it alone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-5049678009697782082?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/5049678009697782082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=5049678009697782082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5049678009697782082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5049678009697782082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/jesus-is-my-friend.html' title='Jesus is my friend...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-6031356288284672087</id><published>2008-09-29T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:40:09.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership Council...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOES5SdqGxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zRwlQhKvdlA/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOES5SdqGxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zRwlQhKvdlA/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251499415908784914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, this has been a crazy weekend!  I had a great time traveling with the family and speaking in Odin, IL.  Again, it's amazing to see all the different cultures as I travel the state.  So far I have found around 4.  People leaving with in a couple hours proximity and their lives are led so different.  Odin was definitely a traditional style church who truly has a passion for the lost.  God gave me a word on reaching people close to you.  Not targeting a certain age, but to begin reaching the people close to them.  It's hard to ask a gray hair to reach a teenager, but they have to start somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am in rainy Schaumburg, IL.  I am here meeting with some great youth pastors and talking about the future of our ministries.  I know it will prove to be productive time as well as a great time to be there for each other!!  Having friends join you for the journey!  It doesn't get any better than that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-6031356288284672087?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/6031356288284672087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=6031356288284672087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/6031356288284672087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/6031356288284672087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/leadership-council.html' title='Leadership Council...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SOES5SdqGxI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zRwlQhKvdlA/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-5375460893246460465</id><published>2008-09-27T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T20:54:44.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Familiar sight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SN79zpjDggI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-lwS7AOzJo4/s1600-h/hotel-rooms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SN79zpjDggI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-lwS7AOzJo4/s320/hotel-rooms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250913279328616962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like this has become a familiar sight for me to look at, a hotel room.  Sometimes alone, while others (like today), with the family.  I have heard of people talking about homes away from home, but I don't think I'll ever look at a hotel room that way.  Nothing could ever replace being at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this does, however, is helps me appreciate home more.  It helps me long for the nights I get to spend in my own bed!  The time I get to share with the family!  I always want to remember the blessings of home and family.  I pray it's something we ALL never forget!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-5375460893246460465?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/5375460893246460465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=5375460893246460465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5375460893246460465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5375460893246460465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/familiar-sight.html' title='Familiar sight...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SN79zpjDggI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-lwS7AOzJo4/s72-c/hotel-rooms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-8617492626105827605</id><published>2008-09-26T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T08:06:10.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just relax...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNzxMx9RHpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/98k9cZqRlOU/s1600-h/889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNzxMx9RHpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/98k9cZqRlOU/s320/889.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250336467478191762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen a picture and thought that it resembled you or how you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had a great conversation with a friend of mine.  The truth be told, I have been on the road a tremendous amount of late.  As always, the one's closest to you pay the biggest price.  Anyway, at the end of our conversation he said, "I'm just thinking of your family, don't over do it".  So, once I hung up the phone, I began to evaluate.  Am I sacrificing my family for the sake of work?  We all know that the work never completely gets done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I went home after work and was hugging and loving on my kids.  My daughter Karyssa had tears in her eyes because she found out that daddy was leaving again.  Some things I can't change, however, this one I can.  Of course, the person I contacted to cancel was the most understanding person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight just became date night.  Just me and the family!!  We should all probably do more of this, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, just relax!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-8617492626105827605?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/8617492626105827605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=8617492626105827605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8617492626105827605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8617492626105827605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-relax.html' title='Just relax...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNzxMx9RHpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/98k9cZqRlOU/s72-c/889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-1720142279918159559</id><published>2008-09-25T14:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:58:17.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're going to need more monkeys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNwH9Bfx6oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/83zVZmneGJ4/s1600-h/blogging_monkeys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNwH9Bfx6oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/83zVZmneGJ4/s320/blogging_monkeys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250080010562300546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sitting here in my office getting caught up before I begin traveling again (tomorrow).  I have finally completed getting everything in order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since I was finally able to stop and breathe, I thought I would catch up on reading the blogs of people who are closest to me.  I have to admit, it hit me that while I was reading blogs and beginning to update this one, I was also twittering (microblog - will blog about a different day) with those who follow me.  Seemed so ironic that community means something so much different than it used to.  I certainly hope that this never replaces the personal time we purpose to spend with people.  When I think of life's greatest memories, it always includes people more than events.  Isn't that the way it should be?  Although, I love staying connected so easily now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-1720142279918159559?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/1720142279918159559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=1720142279918159559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/1720142279918159559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/1720142279918159559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/were-going-to-need-more-monkeys.html' title='We&apos;re going to need more monkeys...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNwH9Bfx6oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/83zVZmneGJ4/s72-c/blogging_monkeys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-163558835213260454</id><published>2008-09-24T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:57:52.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNrEam3HUCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/S83cURRtikg/s1600-h/Ike_PhotoPair_crystal_bch_TX_Loc1LG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNrEam3HUCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/S83cURRtikg/s320/Ike_PhotoPair_crystal_bch_TX_Loc1LG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249724277041090594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what some people are made to live through.  I had a friend of mine send some pictures of the damage done by Hurricane Ike.  Absolutely unbelievable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see in the pictures (click on picture to see full size), areas were demolished.  I try to imagine how I would respond to the tragedy and loss that these people have endured, but seem to come up empty.  I don't think I could ever truly understand without experiencing it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say this, we need to pray that this situation can give each of us the opportunity to help. To try and make a difference in these families lives.  To look beyond ourselves so they can see God's love for them through us.  Remember to keep these families in prayer.  The storm has passed, but for some, it's just the beginning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-163558835213260454?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/163558835213260454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=163558835213260454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/163558835213260454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/163558835213260454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cant-believe.html' title='I can&apos;t believe...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNrEam3HUCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/S83cURRtikg/s72-c/Ike_PhotoPair_crystal_bch_TX_Loc1LG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-7184029268221163010</id><published>2008-09-21T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T20:54:37.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Third world country...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNcVKX4ILxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vF9R1hBp9pI/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNcVKX4ILxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vF9R1hBp9pI/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248687158675910418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a small town this weekend on the Iowa border speaking.  The name of the town is Warsaw.  The picture below are pics in Warsaw right beside the Mississippi River.  It was a fun morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I was certainly an eye opener.  I thought I lived in a small town (Carlinville, IL).  There is one thing that traveling does for someone, it opens your eyes to what it is like in so many different regions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was twittering (an online microblog) and wrote that I was leaving Warsaw, then added I think it is a third world country.  Now, we all know that is neither true, nor do I want people to think I didn't like the town.  It's just different.  Just like someone coming to Carlinville could feel the same.  Believe me!!  =0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm just thankful for the opportunity to meet new people all the time and speak into their lives.  I hope I always speak the right things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNcVK0xPv7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/aQQS0XrXQ5g/s1600-h/photo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNcVK0xPv7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/aQQS0XrXQ5g/s320/photo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248687166431674290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-7184029268221163010?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/7184029268221163010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=7184029268221163010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7184029268221163010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7184029268221163010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/third-world-country.html' title='Third world country...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNcVKX4ILxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vF9R1hBp9pI/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-4016887448755756381</id><published>2008-09-18T16:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:40:44.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neue...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNQNKeAlbJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9nMJZKrqrh4/s1600-h/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNQNKeAlbJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9nMJZKrqrh4/s320/logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247833939298839698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Neue is the new relevant for ministry leaders.  I started my subscription and really look forward to seeing the new format as well as the new material.  If you haven't checked it out yet, google it and give it a gander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty cool that one of our own, Scott Hodges, has been asked to do some writing and blogging for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us ministry leaders, is there anything more important than learning how to minister to our churches more effectively?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-4016887448755756381?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/4016887448755756381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=4016887448755756381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4016887448755756381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4016887448755756381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/neue.html' title='Neue...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNQNKeAlbJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9nMJZKrqrh4/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-1425988097944003372</id><published>2008-09-18T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:20:14.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starbucks in the GPS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNLgl5F67BI/AAAAAAAAAD0/TCKMwN_TScw/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNLgl5F67BI/AAAAAAAAAD0/TCKMwN_TScw/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247503457425484818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving down the road, yet again, I decided that I needed some caffeine and a chance to follow up with some emails.  I punch in Starbucks on my GPS only to be led to the closest Panera.  Seems odd?  Something is certainly not right about this.   I wonder how this could happen in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've sat down to catch up and relax for just a few minutes.  After a speeding ticket last night and almost being ran off the road twice today, I am wondering if I have planned my schedule wrong...oh well, I am sitting down enjoying a quad shot latte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another banquet, I'll head home for a couple days.  I am speaking in Warsaw, IL this Sunday so my short break from driving will only last around 36 hours.  I'll take what I can get!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-1425988097944003372?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/1425988097944003372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=1425988097944003372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/1425988097944003372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/1425988097944003372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/starbucks-in-gps.html' title='Starbucks in the GPS...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNLgl5F67BI/AAAAAAAAAD0/TCKMwN_TScw/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-5090665265606694374</id><published>2008-09-17T11:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:16:10.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNFHrPiKQiI/AAAAAAAAADs/X7PYbQBAuy4/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNFHrPiKQiI/AAAAAAAAADs/X7PYbQBAuy4/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247053849093095970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my traveling this week, I came across this sign and crashed plane.  It struck me funny that someone would take the time and money necessary to make this happen.  The cost to purchase and transport a crashed plane; then, have it set up as if it could have crashed there.  The purchasing and installation of the sign being put in place.  It all seems like a lot of work and money for something most people will never see.  It's hidden on one of the back roads of IL that I just happened to be traveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many times I haven't taken the time to give proper respect to something or someone?  I think today was a life lesson for me.  It never seems to fail, that everyday life is a classroom if I pay close enough attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, with the crash in the stock market, I also pray it's something that everyone's investments live through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-5090665265606694374?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/5090665265606694374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=5090665265606694374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5090665265606694374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5090665265606694374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/dedicated.html' title='Dedicated...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SNFHrPiKQiI/AAAAAAAAADs/X7PYbQBAuy4/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-7701424932364855613</id><published>2008-09-15T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:42:00.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago Cubs!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SM5_UbdKjOI/AAAAAAAAADk/iUOhRYdkvg4/s1600-h/33282399_4285868130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SM5_UbdKjOI/AAAAAAAAADk/iUOhRYdkvg4/s320/33282399_4285868130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246270604877401314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to take a moment today and give tons of praise and credit to Carlos Zambrano of the Chicago Cubs!  To be able to pitch a no-hitter in today's field of players is remarkable; let alone knowing it's the hottest team in the National League since the All-Star break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a Cubs fan since I was 6 years old!  Although our ability to follow our favorite teams has changed, my loyalty has not!  I can remember running home from school every spring and fall just to try and catch the end of the their games on WGN.  It was one of the few channels you could get without cable!  Of course, this was before night baseball at Wrigley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, times sure have changed!!  I follow the Cubbies on my iphone for pretty much every game they play.  I can see the game pitch for pitch in the palm of my hand.  Here I was driving from a Northern Region Banquet to another night in a hotel, watching my favorite team play a great game of baseball!  So, although times change, I'll be a Cubbies fan til the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't a hundred years long enough!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-7701424932364855613?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/7701424932364855613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=7701424932364855613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7701424932364855613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7701424932364855613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/chicago-cubs.html' title='Chicago Cubs!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SM5_UbdKjOI/AAAAAAAAADk/iUOhRYdkvg4/s72-c/33282399_4285868130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-8047402167047566827</id><published>2008-09-14T09:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T09:25:59.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NFL...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SM06WlOrk5I/AAAAAAAAADc/wNMZfpCQcbc/s1600-h/nfl-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SM06WlOrk5I/AAAAAAAAADc/wNMZfpCQcbc/s320/nfl-logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245913300581716882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems strange that the NFL season has started and this is the first time I've mentioned it.  I guess it's because today will be the first day I'll be able to watch a couple games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely a Indianapolis Colts fan and hoping they turn it all around.  They had a tough game against the Chicago Bears last week.  Of course, it was Peyton's first game to be taking snaps.  I am sure they will turn the corner and race towards the playoffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also allows me to kick some tail in Fantasy Football too!  That's always fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-8047402167047566827?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/8047402167047566827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=8047402167047566827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8047402167047566827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8047402167047566827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/nfl.html' title='NFL...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SM06WlOrk5I/AAAAAAAAADc/wNMZfpCQcbc/s72-c/nfl-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-5320955157390762803</id><published>2008-09-13T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:30:30.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The devil...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMyRNV_BEyI/AAAAAAAAADU/BSqlet6_Yzk/s1600-h/Nautilus+718+Treadmill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMyRNV_BEyI/AAAAAAAAADU/BSqlet6_Yzk/s320/Nautilus+718+Treadmill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245727324405568290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I have to admit, traveling can sure do a person in.  It would be pretty easy to forget about discipline and eat whatever you want any time you want...as long as it's in the budget.  =0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Discipline", now that's almost a cuss word at times.  I normally enjoy going for a nice jog, however, I can't say that I feel the same way about treadmills.  Being completely transparent, I think they were invented to benefit people, but at times seem like the devil himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running has never came hard for me.  Tonight, not so.  It seemed like I could barely run 3.5 miles.  When in reality, I should be able to run 5 or 6.  If I'm not careful, one day I'll be singing a Chris Farley song.  Yeah, that's right, "Fat guy in a little coat"!!  Just kidding! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started this trip with the desire to have an encounter with God.  This is probably part of that journey.  That I would realize that discipline is the basics of worship.  Pray I keep after it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-5320955157390762803?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/5320955157390762803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=5320955157390762803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5320955157390762803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5320955157390762803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/devil.html' title='The devil...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMyRNV_BEyI/AAAAAAAAADU/BSqlet6_Yzk/s72-c/Nautilus+718+Treadmill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-2855930618632696607</id><published>2008-09-11T22:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:56:37.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMoDaj6Qy3I/AAAAAAAAADM/lEPa8ZxkTTw/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMoDaj6Qy3I/AAAAAAAAADM/lEPa8ZxkTTw/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245008470877457266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been great meeting with the camp commitee today.  It is a relief to know that there's a group of leaders that love camp and the students as much as I do.  Let me tell you, that's a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed a lot of the basics of camp and how to make them better.  Whether it be the administration or activities, each one of us are truly invested to see the largest amount of life change as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pleasure to call all these guys friends!!  I know this for sure, our summer camps are going to become some of the best in the country.  Maybe you have a comment about camp.  Leave a comment and we'll be sure to dialogue about it.  It's all for the camper and the lives being changed forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-2855930618632696607?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/2855930618632696607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=2855930618632696607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/2855930618632696607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/2855930618632696607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/camp.html' title='Camp...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMoDaj6Qy3I/AAAAAAAAADM/lEPa8ZxkTTw/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-2981815653542387250</id><published>2008-09-10T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:07:36.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want an encounter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMf-qT-nDqI/AAAAAAAAADE/1wnZMjpwlv8/s1600-h/Thomas_Barbey_New_Tearful_Encounter_659_303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMf-qT-nDqI/AAAAAAAAADE/1wnZMjpwlv8/s320/Thomas_Barbey_New_Tearful_Encounter_659_303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244440293967072930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I looked online to find a picture that would communicate my heart and desire for a real encounter with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of memories that we constantly have as we pursue Christ.  I even think that sometimes we try to survive on what He has done in our lives in the past.  Maybe I'm speaking to myself today.  As you can see in the picture, she also has fond memories of her past.  What about memories for today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am preparing to go on a week long trip to plan camps for 2009, evaluate much needed changes, and also meet with other pastors across the northern part of IL to decide our future leadership members.  It should be a great time together.  While on this trip, I am also seeking a divine encounter with God alone!  Lord, let me experience you in a real and vibrant way!!  A memory that will last forever and may all who read this experience the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-2981815653542387250?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/2981815653542387250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=2981815653542387250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/2981815653542387250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/2981815653542387250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want-encounter.html' title='I want an encounter...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMf-qT-nDqI/AAAAAAAAADE/1wnZMjpwlv8/s72-c/Thomas_Barbey_New_Tearful_Encounter_659_303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-5421277033487572901</id><published>2008-09-09T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:01:48.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday wishes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMbu7sGo3PI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1qe5OvAIvcA/s1600-h/birthday_monkey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMbu7sGo3PI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1qe5OvAIvcA/s320/birthday_monkey.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244141525338217714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write this blog today not to let everyone know it's my birthday, but to comment on what kind of day it has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not sure what everyone else likes to do on their birthday's, but I think personal birthday's should be personal holiday's.  A day that you are not expected to do anything!!  Let alone be in budget approval meetings or making other work arrangements from the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly would have enjoyed being on the golf course thinking about absolutely nothing instead.  Then to top it off, a quiet night at home with the family.  Does someone have some cheese to go along with my "whine"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't all bad.  I had a student from my last youth ministry send me a text saying, "don't look at today as another year closer to death, but as another year wiser and more experienced in the field of life...".  Too funny!!  He said it wasn't even out of a Hallmark card either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all in all a good day.  I'm still as feisty as ever...I think?  They say the mind is the first thing to go.  =0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-5421277033487572901?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/5421277033487572901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=5421277033487572901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5421277033487572901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/5421277033487572901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday-wishes.html' title='Birthday wishes...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMbu7sGo3PI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1qe5OvAIvcA/s72-c/birthday_monkey.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-7124556477090308339</id><published>2008-09-08T06:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T10:01:58.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the saddle again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMUvSVLZhFI/AAAAAAAAACk/9340EG01Ce4/s1600-h/Photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMUvSVLZhFI/AAAAAAAAACk/9340EG01Ce4/s320/Photo+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243649333111915602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not sure I thought I would have ever said this, "I'm finally back in the office"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel has become a necessity of my job, so the times I have at home are becoming more and more appreciated.  If I eat out one more time, I think I am going to go nuts.  It's hard to stay disciplined too when you are gone all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, three weeks into it (weight watchers), I have lost only 5 pounds.  Big whoop, right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I am moving in the right direction.  I haven't caught up with a good friend of mine in Oklahoma City, but hopefully I will soon.  Good thing is, I am feeling a ton better already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-7124556477090308339?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/7124556477090308339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=7124556477090308339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7124556477090308339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7124556477090308339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-in-saddle-again.html' title='Back in the saddle again...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMUvSVLZhFI/AAAAAAAAACk/9340EG01Ce4/s72-c/Photo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-13547368566985752</id><published>2008-09-06T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T14:43:27.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pavement...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SML3WhQFrYI/AAAAAAAAACc/RXnBXS-Jrc4/s1600-h/talimena2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SML3WhQFrYI/AAAAAAAAACc/RXnBXS-Jrc4/s320/talimena2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243024882467712386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been seeing a lot of this lately!!  Pavement!!  It seems like I am going and going and going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I have the opportunity to go to East Peoria, IL and emphasize missions to Glad Tidings Assembly.  I have some family and friends there, so it should be a fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I travel, the more I am growing to appreciate just being home.  The time away from the family in proving to be difficult at times.  All three of my kids certainly understand and love the fact I get to go and support other churches and youth ministries, but we still miss each other greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in one of those places when you realize what it is that you have taken for granted?  I guess that is where I am more and more.  Although I try and always keep things in perspective, it's easy to forget the little things.  I know God will certainly keep my family safe, however, that understanding doesn't take away the loss I feel at times.  It does, however, help me appreciate the time I do have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there are others who feel some of what I have been feeling.  I pray God sustains you and allows you to experience His very best.  Make the most of the time you do have!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-13547368566985752?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/13547368566985752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=13547368566985752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/13547368566985752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/13547368566985752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/pavement.html' title='Pavement...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SML3WhQFrYI/AAAAAAAAACc/RXnBXS-Jrc4/s72-c/talimena2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-9097643180444378828</id><published>2008-09-04T20:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:43:50.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed the Light...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMCl142bvmI/AAAAAAAAACU/p9II-4kVZ7Y/s1600-h/header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMCl142bvmI/AAAAAAAAACU/p9II-4kVZ7Y/s320/header.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242372311471603298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last couple days have been an eye opening experience.  I have always considered myself as someone who believes in missions and willing to do whatever I can to help get the word out.  I have been blown away by other people demonstrating the same heart as I have.  In a matter of minutes, over 1 million dollars was raised to help purchase essential transportation and creative communication equiptment so lives can be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than anything, it has helped me re-evaluate myself and the efforts I am pursuing for people to understand just how much God loves them.  Not necessarily in financial means, although that it important, but in a personal one on one effort.   I love it when I am challenged this way.  I guess that is the competitive spirit inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I pray that I don't miss the opportunity to be that person to point someone in the right direction.  That I would put other peoples needs above my own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-9097643180444378828?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/9097643180444378828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=9097643180444378828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/9097643180444378828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/9097643180444378828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/speed-light.html' title='Speed the Light...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SMCl142bvmI/AAAAAAAAACU/p9II-4kVZ7Y/s72-c/header.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-3842875010582045313</id><published>2008-09-01T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:58:27.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Activities...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLyqkQQUYJI/AAAAAAAAACM/Sc4Y5YqXhE0/s1600-h/9406_crying_man_trying_holding_a_burnt_barbecue_hamburger_pattie_on_a_spatula_-_kiss_the_cook_apron.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLyqkQQUYJI/AAAAAAAAACM/Sc4Y5YqXhE0/s320/9406_crying_man_trying_holding_a_burnt_barbecue_hamburger_pattie_on_a_spatula_-_kiss_the_cook_apron.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241251606167838866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a quiet day spending time with friends and barbecuing.  I needed a day that I didn't have to do anything.  I finally got it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I fly out and head out for some missions' emphasis meetings.  I am looking forward to how the students of Illinois will continue to improve their passion and willingness to help our missionaries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for me today...go, go, go.  I need some sleep before leaving at 4:30am to catch my flight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-3842875010582045313?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/3842875010582045313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=3842875010582045313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3842875010582045313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3842875010582045313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day-activities.html' title='Labor Day Activities...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLyqkQQUYJI/AAAAAAAAACM/Sc4Y5YqXhE0/s72-c/9406_crying_man_trying_holding_a_burnt_barbecue_hamburger_pattie_on_a_spatula_-_kiss_the_cook_apron.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-3912984851273509721</id><published>2008-08-31T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:23:33.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Reunion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLtcQDazrkI/AAAAAAAAACE/Mf6SfrPjENk/s1600-h/HighSchoolReunion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLtcQDazrkI/AAAAAAAAACE/Mf6SfrPjENk/s320/HighSchoolReunion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240884022241111618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what can I say?  I spent last night and early this morning with other graduates from my high school class.  Class of 1988!  Man am I old!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite the experience.  I am trying to decide how to describe what it was like.  Maybe someone can relate to this.  You always have opinions on how people are going to turn out later in life.  There are some classmates that you predict perfectly.  They turn out exactly like you had imagined.  Well, this reunion had some of those feelings, however, had just as many feelings of being completely wrong.  Some I imagined would conquer the world and for what ever reason found value in a much simpler, yet wonderful, life.  While others, you thought would just stay home and work an ordinary job (nothing wrong with that) and you find that they have been all over the world jumping out of helicopters to ski down a hill.  It just goes to show that no matter how often we feel like we have all figured out, most of the time we don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also one of those statistics.  Absolutely no one would have thought that I would have become a pastor.  I'm not sure if that is good or bad. =0)  Any how, I pray I keep MY perspectives in place.  That I don't stereotype people and believe the best for each and every one of them; whatever that looks like to them.  I also pray that I don't miss anything the Lord has for me.  That in my pursuit of life, that I don't forget to stop and make sure I'm running in the direction that God created me to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly had a great time seeing and reconnecting with those from my graduating class!  I pray they receive God's best too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-3912984851273509721?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/3912984851273509721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=3912984851273509721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3912984851273509721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3912984851273509721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/08/high-school-reunion.html' title='High School Reunion...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLtcQDazrkI/AAAAAAAAACE/Mf6SfrPjENk/s72-c/HighSchoolReunion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-939047115217721003</id><published>2008-08-30T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T07:28:23.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comedy Sportz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLlYiWn1wgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/LY8vXCNNH30/s1600-h/comedysportz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLlYiWn1wgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/LY8vXCNNH30/s320/comedysportz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240316988633760258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was filled with laughter! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 50 of our leaders went down town Chicago to watch an interactive improv comedy show.  It's been funnier in the past, but still had everyone rolling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost over.  =0( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's okay, it just reminds us to spend more time with the people you love and enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-939047115217721003?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/939047115217721003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=939047115217721003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/939047115217721003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/939047115217721003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/08/comedy-sportz.html' title='Comedy Sportz...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLlYiWn1wgI/AAAAAAAAAB8/LY8vXCNNH30/s72-c/comedysportz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-4609853986926613079</id><published>2008-08-29T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:05:03.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Golf...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLlXReaiLMI/AAAAAAAAABU/A2WYUU1PcqQ/s1600-h/golf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLlXReaiLMI/AAAAAAAAABU/A2WYUU1PcqQ/s320/golf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240315599156030658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to keep this real short, I have supposed to be unplugged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic morning of chasing a little white ball all of a green field.  What a blast, playing golf with friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my favorite things:  hanging with friends and playing golf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, rough life...=0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-4609853986926613079?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/4609853986926613079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=4609853986926613079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4609853986926613079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4609853986926613079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/08/golf.html' title='Golf...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLlXReaiLMI/AAAAAAAAABU/A2WYUU1PcqQ/s72-c/golf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-246458342337918394</id><published>2008-08-28T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:04:40.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin' with friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLlWafj0eFI/AAAAAAAAABM/xUqBmDGP5yk/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLlWafj0eFI/AAAAAAAAABM/xUqBmDGP5yk/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240314654570608722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the beginning of Recess!!  I time I get to share with other youth pastors and just relax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we went to play Whirlyball...a mix between bumper cars, basketball, and lacrosse.  It was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also able to reconnect with an old friend who was living in the area.  It was a great night!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-246458342337918394?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/246458342337918394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=246458342337918394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/246458342337918394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/246458342337918394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/08/hangin-with-friends.html' title='Hangin&apos; with friends...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLlWafj0eFI/AAAAAAAAABM/xUqBmDGP5yk/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-7946114106972875423</id><published>2008-08-27T14:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T14:47:17.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLXKmt-3DwI/AAAAAAAAABE/_KzJRoPNQGE/s1600-h/budgets-thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLXKmt-3DwI/AAAAAAAAABE/_KzJRoPNQGE/s320/budgets-thumb.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239316508042530562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I have lost a little consistency will the blog, however, numbers continue to swim in my head.  It's budget time in my world and I have been working on submitting a workable budget for our office.  Some of you know exactly what that means, meetings, meetings, and even more meetings!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that this season will be over in the next few weeks.  It's always nice to have this behind you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I look forward to speaking in Springfield, IL on what it takes to move from ordinary to extraordinary.  God can certainly do more than we could ask or imagine if we just slow down long enough to give Him the chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-7946114106972875423?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/7946114106972875423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=7946114106972875423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7946114106972875423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/7946114106972875423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/08/numbers.html' title='Numbers...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SLXKmt-3DwI/AAAAAAAAABE/_KzJRoPNQGE/s72-c/budgets-thumb.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-4095548781511302038</id><published>2008-08-22T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:09:38.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renew them in our day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SK8113_9DnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XETE9uTZi-g/s1600-h/newresphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SK8113_9DnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XETE9uTZi-g/s320/newresphoto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237464091336707698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over during these last several months I have been challenged in my expectations of what God desires to accomplish in our lives, ministries, and communities.  I was skimming through the book of Habakkuk one day during my personal time and reading this conversation between the author and God.  In chapter three, the writer puts ink to paper and says this, "Lord, I have heard of you fame; I stand in awe of your deeds, O Lord.  Renew them in our day".  It was like God himself was breathing new life into me.  I found myself asking this question, if God would choose to demonstrate His love and power then, then why not now?  Since that day, I have seen multiple pastors and others use this verse as a slogan for what they are believing God for.  Now, I do my best to always use good judgment in what I write.  I don't ever want to come across as super spiritual or religious.  With all that in mind, as we prepare for our fall convention, I find myself praying for God to renew himself in today's generation.  That God would breathe life into us and we would not just hear of His greatest, but experience it first hand.  I believe this generation will experience more than we have ever read or heard about.  So, despite sounding religious, Lord, renew them in our day!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-4095548781511302038?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/4095548781511302038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=4095548781511302038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4095548781511302038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/4095548781511302038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/08/renew-them-in-our-day.html' title='Renew them in our day...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SK8113_9DnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XETE9uTZi-g/s72-c/newresphoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-8369204088822145807</id><published>2008-08-22T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:48:31.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blitz of meetings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SK8yA5-SILI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gaVA3yS6tTs/s1600-h/purple_chicago_skylineresized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SK8yA5-SILI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gaVA3yS6tTs/s320/purple_chicago_skylineresized.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237459882798620850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, what a day filled with hanging out with friends, but also building new relationships.  Today was pretty simple.  I had three great appointments with other youth pastors.  Some would say that it's part of my job, which is true.  However, I have to admit, I get the most fulfillment from my JOB through spending time with people.  It's too bad that many equate work relationships as just that, work relationships.  I find my work relationships to be some of the best friendships I could ask for.  Besides, I was able to do it in Chi-town!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-8369204088822145807?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/8369204088822145807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=8369204088822145807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8369204088822145807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/8369204088822145807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/08/blitz-of-meetings.html' title='Blitz of meetings...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SK8yA5-SILI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gaVA3yS6tTs/s72-c/purple_chicago_skylineresized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-2964993214174100629</id><published>2008-08-20T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:28:57.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valuable Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SK8tBZEHtgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rFTVM3drSyQ/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SK8tBZEHtgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rFTVM3drSyQ/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237454393586464258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been so many times that I think about the value I place on what I have accomplished or spent my time doing on any given day.  There have been tons of times when I feel like I have done well, however, there have been just as many times I have felt I wasted my day away.  There is one type of day that I always find value in.  It's a day filled with family and friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks has done an incredible job marketing itself as a place of community.  I had a fantastic time meeting with a friend at the Normal, IL Starbucks.  I truly feel like community is a quality that we all long for.  We just have to make sure it's a priority.  Can you imagine a life without relationships?  I thank God He has given me family and friends to walk through life with!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-2964993214174100629?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/2964993214174100629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=2964993214174100629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/2964993214174100629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/2964993214174100629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/08/valuable-time.html' title='Valuable Time...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SK8tBZEHtgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rFTVM3drSyQ/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011034817719661383.post-3525831836881874226</id><published>2008-08-19T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:01:21.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Morning Irritations...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SKr8QgPr2tI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2Mr0MGAtcKE/s1600-h/sorry_we_are_closed_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SKr8QgPr2tI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2Mr0MGAtcKE/s320/sorry_we_are_closed_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236274877235452626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="text-content style_External_700_515" style="padding: 0px; font-family: arial;"&gt;                 &lt;div class="style"&gt;                   &lt;p style="padding-bottom: 0pt; padding-top: 0pt;" class="Body"&gt;Maybe I should start today’s blog with a little background.  Last evening I went to our local dry cleaners to drop off some clothes, only to find that they had closed an hour early.  Or so I thought!  I then went back this morning (because in small towns there is only ONE dry cleaner!) to find that they were still not opened.  There was a crew of men inside working, so I inquired what was going on.  Well, the owner was standing there talking to the workers.  When I asked about dropping off my clothes, he simply responded “we’re closed til Monday”.  Today is Tuesday!! So I had mentioned that maybe a sign would help communicate that.  Never the less, he wasn’t amused.  He had this deer in the headlights look like he never would have thought of that.  Anyway, now I can laugh, but I have to admit I wasn’t the happiest guy on the planet at that point.  I have always heard of joy suckers, today I met one.  I say that with a smile on my face.  My irritation has truly turned to laughter.  The idiosyncrasies of small towns!!  Maybe, just maybe, next time there will be a sign.  =0)&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6011034817719661383-3525831836881874226?l=paulhinzman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/feeds/3525831836881874226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011034817719661383&amp;postID=3525831836881874226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3525831836881874226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011034817719661383/posts/default/3525831836881874226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulhinzman.blogspot.com/2008/08/early-morning-irritations.html' title='Early Morning Irritations...'/><author><name>Paul Hinzman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973431621773520073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/S2iU9QGPlVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jiVG3GTZTGw/S220/5532_1138135626571_1622794787_393129_712433_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMDLFlQLY5U/SKr8QgPr2tI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2Mr0MGAtcKE/s72-c/sorry_we_are_closed_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
