<?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-4200683027500320442</id><updated>2011-07-29T00:15:22.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Logan Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454378730609932447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FAzpp2wTszE/Tfq612hLNyI/AAAAAAAAARA/bS-V-ZXTE60/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-06-18%2Bat%2B17.59%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4200683027500320442.post-497037986492329212</id><published>2011-07-17T17:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T17:53:45.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Wild Week</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a little over a week since I've last blogged so I thought it was about time. Last Sunday, a group of us went to a place where they had some hot springs. They had 20 different pools with temperatures between 90 and 150 degrees. There were 3 water slides that emptied into a pool. They looked like normal water slides, but were hands down the fastest slides I'd ever been on. One went straight down. Once I hit the water, I skidded about 15 feet before coming to a stop. Our tour guide took us on a little safari tour through the jungle. We drove and saw a few birds, but nothing more.  This concluded our weekend and it was back to school on Monday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday I was informed that everyone was going bungee jumping on Wednesday. I had to decide if I wanted to go or not. If I didn't go, I knew it would be something that I would regret, so I went. We were driven to the bridge on Wednesday. We began to walk onto the bridge and immediately looked down. About 300 feet below was a river that, from this height didn't look like much, but was probably pretty large. I was the 4th person in our group to jump.  They strapped me in, and told me to get onto the platform and put my toes over the edge. Everyone counted down from 5, and I jumped as far as I could. The 3-5 second free fall was probably the most exhilarating thing I've ever done. I bounced about halfway back up, and dropped again. A crane pulled me back up, and it felt amazing to be back on land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday after class, we headed for Manuel Antonio. My friend Phillip told me that Manuel Antonio had recently but rated as one of the top 10 beaches in the world. Expectations were high. We arrived in Manuel when it was getting dark on Thursday. We were a little confused about where our apartments were, so we just started walking. We past a hotel and met an American woman that walked with us for about 10 minutes to show us where our rooms were. We got settled in, went out for dinner, and called it a night. The next morning was time to hit the beach. Upon arrival, we were a little disappointed. The beach was pretty rocky. Only a small strip of it had grayish sand. We got in the water, the waves were massive, probably 7-10 feet all weekend. Friday we spent all day on the beach, body surfing, boogie boarding, throwing a football/frisbee, and hanging out. Saturday morning, Phillip, Justin, Mason and I went on a little fishing trip. Our taxi driver pulled up to the shore, where a little pink boat was waiting on us. We got in, wondering what we had gotten ourselves into. We were about a mile off the coast the whole time. We got completely soaked on the ride to our fishing spot. The water was fairly warm but the air was freezing. The first hour and a half were pretty boring. No fish, just sitting and waiting. Justin and Phillip got motion sickness. The waves were probably 10-12 feet tall. We were constantly bouncing up and down. Phillip caught the first fish, a jack, a pretty good sized fish. I had a monster on my line that I reeled in for about 3 minutes. When he got about 15 feet from our boat, he got off. I was so mad. I didn't see him but I knew he was huge. Everyone got their turn catching fish, Mason, Justin and I all caught needle fish. They were about 2 feet long and extremely skinny.  Not long after, it was time to go. Our boat passed the beach where we were supposed to meet our friends, so we asked if our guides would drop us off at the beach. Our driver said the closest they could get was about 40 meters. We said we'd give it a shot. He pulled in as close as he could. We turned around and it looked like a wave was about to swallow our boat. Somehow, it didn't. The guide told us to get out as quickly as possible. I had a bag of things that we had to keep dry. We jumped out, me holding the bag above the water, and started swimming as fast as possible. Luckily, no waves broke on top of us, and we made it to the beach safely. The rest of the day consisted of enjoying the beach. We went out to dinner, and then a few of us called it a night. I went to sleep around 9:30, and woke up around 8:30 this morning. It felt glorious. Today we came back to San Pedro. It feels good to be home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only two more weeks of school. It is crazy that we are halfway done with classes here. Two weeks from today I will be flying back to Atlanta to meet up with Brittany. I am really excited to be back, but I'm enjoying every minute of being here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4200683027500320442-497037986492329212?l=loganwebb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/497037986492329212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-wild-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/497037986492329212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/497037986492329212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-wild-week.html' title='One Wild Week'/><author><name>Logan Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454378730609932447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FAzpp2wTszE/Tfq612hLNyI/AAAAAAAAARA/bS-V-ZXTE60/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-06-18%2Bat%2B17.59%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4200683027500320442.post-1224296816324385243</id><published>2011-07-09T22:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T23:56:11.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Costa Rica: Pure Vida</title><content type='html'>With living abroad, there are chances that one must decide whether or not to take.  One of those chances is eating at an "American" restaurant. The guys decided to go to Taco Bell Thursday for lunch. It is right next to campus and looks delicious. It was, hands down, one of the best meals I've ever eaten at Taco Bell. However, I regretted it later. Let's just say that I had some stomach problems and anything I ate went straight through me. I got up Friday and felt pretty bad. Didn't want to go to school. I ended up going but felt pretty weak and didn't want to do much. We went to Walmart for lunch. I couldn't hardly eat anything. My host mom walked me down the street to the pharmacy where i got some medicine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also on Friday, I had a 20 minute Spanish group presentation in my Conversation class. Luckily I had my new friend Mandi, and also Tyler and Kristin to talk with as well. It went fairly well if I must say.  Friday night, I had to eat mashed potatoes for dinner while Justin and Mason had some wonderful food. I also couldn't drink any milk that night. Sad day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was the trip to Tortuga Island. It was definitely the highlight of the trip so far.  We got up at the 5 a.m. to make it to school by about 5:45. We left the school around 6:15 for a 2.5 hour bus ride to the coast. The drive was beautiful! We drove through all kinds of mountains to get to the Pacific Coast. We got to the coast and ate breakfast at a restaurant right on the ocean. Then we boarded a boat and headed for Tortuga. The ride to the island was gorgeous. We passed tons of mountains that were right off of the shore. Beautiful scenery everywhere I looked.  We got to the island and it was perfect! I jumped in the water as soon as I could. Within about 3 minutes of being in the water, I feel my right arm starting to sting really bad.  After a few minutes of stinging, my arm begins to break out with red bumps on it. I realized that I had been stung by a jellyfish. I talked to our tour guide about what to do. I've always heard people say to urinate on a jellyfish sting...well, i'm not really sure I wanted someone going on my arm. They ended up rubbing some sugar on it and it went away within the hour. The bumps are still somewhat visible but much better. We had lunch on the beach, played some volleyball, rode a banana boat, and finally went for another swim.  Within about 5 minutes of the second swim, my other arm starts stinging. I looked down and saw a tentacle-like substance on my arm, pulled it off as fast as I could and got out. Another sting. This time, I knew exactly what to do. Got some sugar, rubbed it on, and it felt better within the hour. Shortly thereafter, it was time to leave. The boat ride was about an hour and a half, then another 2.5 back to the school. Had dinner at the mall and then finished off with the first warm shower in about a week and a half. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the boat ride back to the shore, I spent some time enjoying creation and the Creator. I kept seeing the beautiful contrast of the mountains next to the ocean. I can't imagine that being an accident. I wish I could've been there in the beginning when God spoke the world into existence. From nothing, into this earth. I'm in awe that nature obeys His words. Just like when Jesus calmed the storm, the disciples wondered who He was that even the winds obeyed Him. I'm excited to open up to Acts 4 tonight to read about Peter and John before the Sanhedrin court. Peter: "For we cannot help speaking about what we have seen and heard." I want this to be my attitude about the Gospel, that I can't help but talk about what I've seen or heard. Unfortunately, I don't think I could say that right now. Could you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4200683027500320442-1224296816324385243?l=loganwebb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/1224296816324385243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2011/07/costa-rica-pure-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/1224296816324385243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/1224296816324385243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2011/07/costa-rica-pure-vida.html' title='Costa Rica: Pure Vida'/><author><name>Logan Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454378730609932447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FAzpp2wTszE/Tfq612hLNyI/AAAAAAAAARA/bS-V-ZXTE60/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-06-18%2Bat%2B17.59%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4200683027500320442.post-231803135801179261</id><published>2011-07-06T19:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T20:03:55.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Costa Rica-Day 6</title><content type='html'>Well I have been in Costa Rica now for almost a week. I am loving every minute of it. Sunday we went on our first excursion. First we saw an active volcano, and a little lake kind of next to it. Later that day, we went to this zoo/waterfalls. The zoo had lots of birds, butterflies, monkeys, snakes, cheetahs, etc. The waterfalls were beautiful as well! The park had a buffet that was SO good! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday came around, and reality set in: time for class. I went to my first two days of Intermediate Spanish 1 and I didn't learn a thing. I was a little disappointed to say the least. My professora was very nice, but she mumbled alot and what we were learning I knew by heart. I went to the language office and switched into Conversation and Composition. I went to these classes today and loved them. They will be much more challenging but i will learn so much more from them. They are both in all Spanish, so they will be pretty tough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the 4th of July, we went to a little restaurant/bar where the bartender told us there would be fireworks shot off.  Our group all ordered a dessert or something and waited for the fireworks. People started showing up, but the fireworks never did. I'm pretty sure the bartender just said that to get people there. It worked. Well played, Bryan.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Monday, some of the guys that we hang out with bought a membership to the university gym. We are trying to work out at least a couple days a week. Today after class, we went to eat lunch at a Mexican restaurant, and then went to the gym for about 45 minutes. Afterwards, we went to the mall in order to see a movie (Wednesdays, they have 2 tickets for the price of one). Unfortunately, all the movies within 2 hours were sold out.  We ended up just shopping and walking around the mall for a couple hours.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, I am going on a school sponsored cruise to Tortuga Island. I have no idea what we will do once we get there, but we can horseback ride, kayak, snorkel, play beach volleyball, or just bum around on the beach. Sunday, a group of us are going to this resort/spa place. I'm not too sure exactly what is there but I hear it will be fun. Apparently The Bachelorette was filmed there...must be important. Monday will be "back to school, back to school, to prove to dad that I'm not a fool." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4200683027500320442-231803135801179261?l=loganwebb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/231803135801179261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2011/07/costa-rica-day-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/231803135801179261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/231803135801179261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2011/07/costa-rica-day-6.html' title='Costa Rica-Day 6'/><author><name>Logan Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454378730609932447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FAzpp2wTszE/Tfq612hLNyI/AAAAAAAAARA/bS-V-ZXTE60/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-06-18%2Bat%2B17.59%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4200683027500320442.post-6788997880292343505</id><published>2011-07-02T19:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T21:19:41.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Costa Rica</title><content type='html'>I figure blogging will be a good way for people to read about my Costa Rica trip, so here goes: &lt;div&gt;I arrived here Thursday night after an hour delay in Atlanta. I got to talking to the girl next to me on the plane. Turns out, she is from Sweden and is going to work at an orphanage right outside of San Jose for three weeks. We exchanged emails and went on our ways.  Once I got to San Jose, the study abroad folks, students and directors, were waiting on me. Shortly after I arrived, we all got on a bus and went to meet our host families.  I'm staying at a house with my roommate, Justin Young.  Our mom is incredibly sweet. She does speak English so I was very happy. She has helped out quite a bit with working our way around the city and speaking Spanish. Friday we had cultural orientation at school from 2-4 p.m.  It was the normal do's and don'ts of orientation. Justin and I got back home and walked down the street to the local market. The public transportation system here is very simple and useful.  We have ridden the bus almost everywhere we've gone.  Riding the bus costs 200 colones, which is about 40 cents.  Friday night, our group from Ouachita, new friends Phillip and Claire, and our Swedish friend Amelie went to the movie theater in the local mall. The movie costs us 1800 colones, which is only about $3.50. I'm sure we will be seeing several movies while we are here. Justin and I rode a taxi for the first time Friday night. Quite an experience to say the least. We rode two taxis, neither of them spoke English. I couldn't communicate with the first one, so he called someone who spoke English and translated for us.  The second taxi ride was more successful. We were dropped off just a block from our home. Life is simple. I love Costa Rica.  Here are a few things I've learned about life in Costa Rica:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Never leave home without an umbrella. Ever. It rains every day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Pedestrians do NOT have the right of way. You will get run over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Learn to love rice. It is served with almost every meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Public transportation is a good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-In order to learn another language, sometimes you have to sound like an idiot trying to communicate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Take advantage of every opportunity. Time is limited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4200683027500320442-6788997880292343505?l=loganwebb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/6788997880292343505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2011/07/life-in-costa-rica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/6788997880292343505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/6788997880292343505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2011/07/life-in-costa-rica.html' title='Life in Costa Rica'/><author><name>Logan Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454378730609932447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FAzpp2wTszE/Tfq612hLNyI/AAAAAAAAARA/bS-V-ZXTE60/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-06-18%2Bat%2B17.59%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4200683027500320442.post-5173410744494865388</id><published>2009-07-31T10:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T10:26:23.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in Mediocrity?</title><content type='html'>Over the past few weeks, I've read several books about doing something huge and out of the ordinary for God. A couple from Mark Batternson, "Wild Goose Chase" and "In a Pit with a Lion on a snowy day", and now I'm reading "Your God is too Safe" by Mark Buchanan.&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to fall into "borderland", as Buchanan calls it, or being stuck with God. We're in the safe zone with God. We want Him to stay at a distance, and not call us to something uncomfortabe, because we LOVE comfort. But most times, God is calling us to something big and dangerous so that we actually have an impact for His Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These books have been challenging me to do something HUGE for the One who did something HUGE for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of our teen leaders will be heading out for Kids Kamp weekend training tomorrow. Maybe this is where my passion will be renewed and I'll actually DO SOMETHING BIG for God.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll get UNstuck from this pit of mediocrity. That's my prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4200683027500320442-5173410744494865388?l=loganwebb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/5173410744494865388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2009/07/stuck-in-mediocrity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/5173410744494865388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/5173410744494865388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2009/07/stuck-in-mediocrity.html' title='Stuck in Mediocrity?'/><author><name>Logan Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454378730609932447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FAzpp2wTszE/Tfq612hLNyI/AAAAAAAAARA/bS-V-ZXTE60/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-06-18%2Bat%2B17.59%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4200683027500320442.post-1625010733339600785</id><published>2009-07-18T10:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T10:36:28.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1Life</title><content type='html'>Another great week gone by at TLC 09 at Bogg Springs. Nothing like meeting new friends, pick up lines, speedos and incredible worship. Summerhill did a fantastic job with music and Bro Billy Driggers brought the Word. Great challenges from Bro Driggers this week. The theme of the week was 1Life, because we only have one life to live and when we miss opportunities, we will never get them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the week did a lot of good for much of out youth. Just an incredible week over all. Hearts moved. Students changed. New friendships. Most of all, God glorified.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4200683027500320442-1625010733339600785?l=loganwebb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/1625010733339600785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2009/07/1life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/1625010733339600785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/1625010733339600785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2009/07/1life.html' title='1Life'/><author><name>Logan Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454378730609932447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FAzpp2wTszE/Tfq612hLNyI/AAAAAAAAARA/bS-V-ZXTE60/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-06-18%2Bat%2B17.59%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4200683027500320442.post-5023158973043268203</id><published>2009-07-11T23:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:38:36.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sticky Situation</title><content type='html'>As I was reading from Daniel chapter 3 tonight, I caught a great idea of something that Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego said. King Nebuchadnezzar had built a 90 foot tall image of gold and demanded that everyone bow down and worship it, and whoever didn't, would be thrown into the fiery furnace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trumpets sounded and the 3 refused to bow down to the image, so they were brought to the king. Nebuchadnezzar gave them one last chance to bow down, and then said "But if you do not worship it, you will be immediately thrown into a blazing furnace. Then what god will be able to rescue you from my hand?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely LOVE the response Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego give to the king."O king, we do not need to defend ourselves before you in this matter. If we are thrown into the blazing furnace, the God we serve is able to save us from it, and he will rescue us from your hand. But even if he does not, we want you to know, O king, that we will not serve your gods or worship the image of gold you have set up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredible response to the KING. I think these three servants knew something that we could all learn a lesson from. They KNEW that the God they served was capable of bringing them out of the furnace. But even if God didn't rescue them, they would keep worshipping Him, and would refuse to bow down to the image of gold, because our God is the only one who is worthy of our praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I get in a situation like this(I realize it's nothing this extreme), I just expect God to rescue me. I expect God to give me my every want, even if it's not what I need. So maybe what I need to do is to continue to worship God and instead of underestimating Him, praise Him because I know that He is in control no matter what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4200683027500320442-5023158973043268203?l=loganwebb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/5023158973043268203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2009/07/sticky-situation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/5023158973043268203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/5023158973043268203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2009/07/sticky-situation.html' title='A Sticky Situation'/><author><name>Logan Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454378730609932447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FAzpp2wTszE/Tfq612hLNyI/AAAAAAAAARA/bS-V-ZXTE60/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-06-18%2Bat%2B17.59%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4200683027500320442.post-6008871192129274993</id><published>2009-06-21T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T08:56:37.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another City Reach Gone</title><content type='html'>City Reach is over, and I'm pretty disappointed it's over. Being home is always nice, but I miss everyone. I miss Aaron Johnson and Tim Ward and everyone from MD and everyone else that was there. I miss messages from Mark Tanious and worship with Matt Miller. I believe there were 43 professions of faith this week, in which some were with the CR groups. But it's not about the numbers. It's about the individuals whose eternity is secured and heaven is rejoicing over them. This week wore me out, as well as everyone else from our group. But that's what happens when you serve. Serving is hard, but it's what we're called to do. I think City Reach gets better every year, and I cannot wait for New Jersey next year with Stephen Keith. I can't wait to see what God has planned for the rest of the summer. I pray that we fix our eyes on Jesus and don't let this world distract us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4200683027500320442-6008871192129274993?l=loganwebb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/6008871192129274993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-city-reach-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/6008871192129274993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/6008871192129274993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-city-reach-gone.html' title='Another City Reach Gone'/><author><name>Logan Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454378730609932447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FAzpp2wTszE/Tfq612hLNyI/AAAAAAAAARA/bS-V-ZXTE60/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-06-18%2Bat%2B17.59%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4200683027500320442.post-2762319109610140089</id><published>2009-06-12T08:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T08:49:50.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems</title><content type='html'>As we make out way to WAPA, for City Reach, we have expierenced a few problems. We get around Nashville, TN, and we get a call from the youth pastor of Beech Grove Baptist Church if Fordyce, AR. Their van has broken down, and they need some transportation. It's about 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and we try to find Beech Grove. It took us about 30 minutes to find the stranded City Reachers. Somehow or another, we have exactly enough seats for the Fordyce church to hop on. Divine Intervention? Probably. We took about an hour and a half trying to fix their van..unsuccessfully. They get on with us, and we get about 45 minutes down the road to take a dinner break. We stop at Mcdonalds for a nice meal, and tried to hit the road. We got a few miles down, and noticed our lights going out on our bus, and realized our alternator was going out. We're 4 hours from our destination from the night, about 20 minutes outside of Bowling Green. And of course, rain comes down as hard as ever, along with some nasty storms. A few of us drive about 45 minutes out of the way to find an Auto Zone, in which the Auto Zone was only about 10 minutes from our hotel. As I write this, our bus is being worked on. Pray for us. Pray that our bus is fixed and we can successfully make the rest of the trip to WAPA to impact lives. I guess this is the first time that I've really noticed the power of Satan. I've never really noticed Satan at work like this, but he can definitely throw some obstacles our way, and lots of them. Now that I think about it, why is it that our church bus is always breaking down on the way to conferences, mission trips, and other activities that impact lives for the glory of God? It's not a church trip anymore if a vehicle doesn't break down..guess that's just how it works now. So I guess what we do now is pray, pray, pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4200683027500320442-2762319109610140089?l=loganwebb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/2762319109610140089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2009/06/problems.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/2762319109610140089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/2762319109610140089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2009/06/problems.html' title='Problems'/><author><name>Logan Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454378730609932447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FAzpp2wTszE/Tfq612hLNyI/AAAAAAAAARA/bS-V-ZXTE60/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-06-18%2Bat%2B17.59%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4200683027500320442.post-6156805138056987701</id><published>2009-06-10T23:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:08:53.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>City Reach 2009</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow morning, Sharon Baptist Church will be leaving for Washington, Pennsylvania. This will be my thrid year at City Reach, and it far surpasses any other camp, conference, or church trip I've ever been on. Maybe it's because of the other people who attend City Reach. I've never been around 250 other students who have been so dedicated to Jesus Christ. Maybe it's because the thousands of people in one city that are positively impacted for the glory of our God. Maybe it's because it's the first time that I opened my eyes to where God wanted me in His ministry. How will you impact others for God's glory this year? What are you going to do that just maybe someone will be shown the Light of Jesus? But I have one question. Why is it that we wait for a time like this to share the Gospel? What's the point in driving 1500 miles to share the Gospel if you're not already doing it where you're at? God bless. Pray for CR09.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4200683027500320442-6156805138056987701?l=loganwebb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/feeds/6156805138056987701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2009/06/city-reach-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/6156805138056987701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4200683027500320442/posts/default/6156805138056987701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loganwebb.blogspot.com/2009/06/city-reach-2009.html' title='City Reach 2009'/><author><name>Logan Webb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00454378730609932447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FAzpp2wTszE/Tfq612hLNyI/AAAAAAAAARA/bS-V-ZXTE60/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-06-18%2Bat%2B17.59%2B%25232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
