<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 04:55:32 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>pursuit_of_something_better</title><description></description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-8227940188193764388</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 23:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T15:49:36.999-08:00</atom:updated><title>Things I've been thinking about. . .</title><description>Ok, so in no specific order-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•why does it seemlike everyone thinks that you have to be totally put together to find someone to love?&lt;br /&gt;•What is out there for a younger person who wants to work for the Church but has his own ideas and wants to do church in a different way?&lt;br /&gt;•What happened to my childhood?&lt;br /&gt;•I love crisp fall days. .&lt;br /&gt;•I'm wonder when I will figure it out&lt;br /&gt;•Why does the physical body matter so&lt;br /&gt;much to people? &lt;br /&gt;•When do I get paid for having a degree?&lt;br /&gt;•Why did I go to college?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-8227940188193764388?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-ive-been-thinking-about.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-331040510641431082</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 00:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-16T17:22:27.061-07:00</atom:updated><title>Cool "quote". . . .</title><description>"The world does not consist of 100 per cent Christians and 100 per cent non-Christians. There are people (a great many of them) who are slowly ceasing to be Christians but who still call themselves by that name; some of them are clergymen. There are other people who are slowly becoming Christians though they do not yet call themselves so. There are people who do not accept the full Christian doctrine about Christ but who are so strongly attracted by Him that they are His in a much deeper sense than they themselves understand. There are people in other religions who are being led by God’s secret influence to concentrate on those parts of their religion which are in agreement with Christianity, and who thus belong to Christ without knowing it…" - CS Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I'm not sure where I'm at in this manuscript, it's rather long for a quote. . . isn't it. . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-331040510641431082?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2009/09/cool-quote.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-7009910819409740439</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 00:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-20T18:01:31.503-07:00</atom:updated><title>Feeling the need to create</title><description>So, I haven't created anything in awhile. It feels very weird, it's like apart of me is not living right now. I want to make music, create experience's, and just explore the mind that God has given me.  But, I also need to re-create myself at the same time/before I can completely figure out what God wants me to do with myself, how am I doing this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try and read more, explore myself more and just enjoy what God has given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to re-creating Steve. . . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-7009910819409740439?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2009/08/feeling-need-to-create.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-4529896211235253115</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 03:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-14T20:45:50.450-07:00</atom:updated><title>Re: The new traditional church</title><description>This is a response to an article I read over at monty hobson's little piece of the&lt;a href="http://montyhobson.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-traditional-church.html"&gt; interwebs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://montyhobson.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-traditional-church.html"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It states that more churches should be involving the hip-hop/r&amp;amp;b genre into their worship services because itunes says that a good portion of the people who buy their music on itunes purchase hip-hop. I'm not giving the right numbers but that's not really the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF the Church were to embrace hip-hop/r&amp;amp;b as a style of music to be used during corporate worship wouldn't it bring up the question, "how do people sing along with someone rapping or flowing?" To me the music style used in worship does matter, but not to the point that people can't sing with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course all this to say I don't think that I will ever find my "style" of worship this side of heaven. I can adapt and meet God in most styles of music. But for me to enjoy and not have to stop thinking to worship I need music with a little more grit and punch to it. And then there's the whole function of how to mix it well for a worship service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is another topic for another night? Maybe I will start adding to this blog more often again. . . . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-4529896211235253115?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2009/08/re-new-traditional-church.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-6045514810272661974</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 04:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-12T21:08:25.603-07:00</atom:updated><title>The in between time. . . . .</title><description>So, it seems that I can't really figure out what to do right now. . . . I'm desperately trying to have faith in God to provide during this time. It seems to me that this is my lot in life though, I feel like I've been in a holding pattern forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, during this time I'm going to try and get some of my creativity out in a productive fashion. That is going to be interesting because a lot of my creativity comes in the form of how to set a stage for worship, and how to make lights pull people into worship, as well as mixing. Now, it has been suggested that I use this blog to out pour my creativity but I'm not really sure how to do that through a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just need to be fine with where I am in life. . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-6045514810272661974?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-between-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-7997293014482534893</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2009 00:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-05T18:00:07.891-07:00</atom:updated><title>Thoughts from behind the console. . .</title><description>So, I got to mix this weekend, all weekend, it was a good, different, moving weekend. We did a "low tech" weekend which didn't mean that there was that much different for me. I still had to make sure that everything sounded good, and it did. But I have to give credit to the awesome musicians who came prepared and did amazing jobs of leading people in worship, without great musicians I can't do my job right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg.  . . . . wow Greg kicked my ass every single service. The talk that Greg prepared was so thoughtful, insightful, and moving that I teared up every single service and had to still make sure that everything sounded good. And let me tell you that is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Greg said things that I needed to hear to prepare for Easter, he reminded me that the Cross is so much more than a holy relic, a piece of art that people associate with church. The cross is where we see a man go through the most excruciating pain for me, for you, for a broken world that for the most part seems to want nothing to do with Him. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YET&lt;/span&gt;, He still took on the crap of the crap of the world, He took everything about our "2% SUCKING SELVES" and laid down His life for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great thing is that it was an awesome reminder that the Cross is so much more than something to just put on top of a church, so much more than a cool tat- though it will be in my next piece. The cross is what made Grace possible, the cross made the best thing that ever happened to us possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does the cross mean to you. . . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-7997293014482534893?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2009/04/thoughts-from-behind-console.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-5750405099778366154</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 09:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-01T03:02:13.528-07:00</atom:updated><title>Dreams.. . . .</title><description>I've been having some weird dreams lately, the one I had tonight actually woke me up so much that I haven't been able to go back to sleep and it's already 5AM.  . . . . I've been trying to figure out what the meaning is behind the dreams and watching movie trailers on quicktime. The dreams are not scary or anything like that, they just make me think about stuff. . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and "I'm on a boat" just came on Fuse. . . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-5750405099778366154?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreams.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-2082421401257087875</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2009 15:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-29T08:16:01.366-07:00</atom:updated><title>Ralph W. Goodwin</title><description>&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_ContentPlaceHolder1_ObituaryTile" class="ObitsTile" style="min-width: 200px; display: inline-block; width: 615px;"&gt;Goodwin, Ralph W. Friday, March 27, 2009. Beloved husband of Nelda (nee Stevenson) Goodwin; dear son of Epsia Goodwin; dear brother of Geraldine Brown and Phyllis Clinkenbeard; beloved step-father of Linda Schwarz; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Grandpa Ralph&lt;/span&gt;, brother-in-law, uncle and good friend. Services: Funeral at HUTCHENS Mortuary, Florissant, Mon., March 30, at 10 a.m. Interment Memorial Park Cemetery. Memorials appreciated to First Baptist Church of Ferguson TV Ministry. Visitation 1-5 p.m. Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/862497493969368246-2082421401257087875?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2009/03/ralph-w-goodwin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-1604424474079555059</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2009 00:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-28T17:46:54.090-07:00</atom:updated><title>It's a weird feeling. . .</title><description>So, Friday morning at 6:30 I found out that my Grandpa passed away. My aunt called at 6:20, I'm not gonna lie, I didn't pick up the phone. I hit ignore and tried to go back to sleep, but when my mom called ten minutes later I figured I should probably answer the phone. My mom told me the bad news and I tried to go back to sleep, that didn't happen. So I caught up on some DVR'd stuff and then went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the weird feeling is that I'm not really feeling any sort of grief, sadness, or sorrow. A week ago my mom had told me that he had been in and out of the hospital for about two weeks, so I kinda had already dealt with the issue in my head and heart. I know that he's in a better place now, there's no more pain to deal with for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other weird feeling is that I'm not really sure how to tell my friends that it has happened. It's just a weird thing to deal with, I'm unsure who to tell, how to tell them, or why to tell them. I don't really need anything from them right now, I'm not feeling that bad so I've just let it kinda skip over and I'm ok with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess if your reading this and you are looking for an action point then here it is. PRAY, pray for my family, pray that my grandma can find comfort in God, pray that everyone in the family can deal with this in a healthy way. Just pray for the family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-1604424474079555059?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-weird-feeling.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-776648253088819757</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Mar 2009 17:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-24T11:02:11.678-07:00</atom:updated><title>Slumdog. . .</title><description>So, last night I saw slumdog millionaire, let me say first I was not all that interested in seeing this movie even with all the hype that surrounded this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are watching the movie and in the first twenty minutes I felt this over whelming sense of grief wash over me. The scene's where they show what really happens in the slum's of the world just made me want to write a song. It made me feel the way a lot of other musician's and artist have felt when they see the pain and wrong that is going on in this world. I wanted to write, more on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the rest of the movie I absolutely loved. The way Danny Boyle directed it, to how well the acting was. The entire movie was very, very well done. I would recommend this movie to anyone, I think that everyone who cares about the world and the way it's run should walk out of the movie feeling good about the story. While at the same time you should feel some sense of remorse and grief for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the way it's supposed to be, this world is not the way it was meant to be, we are not living the way God intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with this in mind I'm hoping that through some prayer, thinking and a little musical talent I can come up with a song that expresses what I'm feeling after seeing this movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-776648253088819757?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2009/03/slumdog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-8044086603430776250</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 02:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-22T19:48:55.595-07:00</atom:updated><title>A post for friends. . . . . .</title><description>So, a few of my friends have been asking me lately why I haven't been posting a lot on here. Well the answer to that is two fold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first reason is I've not had a lot that I want to talk about. I don't want to use this blog as a nag site where my friends would just read complaints about my life. So there is one reason. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other reason is because the things I really want to talk about could hurt some relationships that I have and I'm not really sure where or with who I can talk to about my idea's and feeling's about life, love, and how I think about Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there is the reason I've not been blogging a lot lately. Hopefully over the next couple of weeks or days I will come up with some more things to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you are wondering about the "changes" post. . . .  a lot of things are still in the works but I can tell you that I've been writing some music with a buddy and it's coming really well. We've practiced with a full band and were all loving the way it's coming. So that's a new, good, and cool thing that's coming down the pike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-8044086603430776250?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2009/03/post-for-friends.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-5466943910297450340</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 19:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-02T11:36:24.991-08:00</atom:updated><title>Changes. . . .</title><description>I'm hoping there are some changes in store for Steve coming in the next couple of months. We'll see what God has in store for me, I'm hoping it the next great adventure for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-5466943910297450340?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2009/03/changes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-3512895469600441558</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Jan 2009 02:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-26T18:12:29.628-08:00</atom:updated><title>Pre Birthday Post</title><description>Ok, so I have a birthday coming up. I also have a list of stuff that would be nice to have for my room/apartment/basement loft/living space. So, if you feel so inclined to purchase me something for my birthday here is the list in no specific order-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bakers rack.&lt;br /&gt;Some cool way to store a lot of clothes, my dresser isn't big enough.&lt;br /&gt;Some sort of book shelves, I have two but not everything fits on them, DVD's, CD's, Books.&lt;br /&gt;Some sort of drapes? for my two windows.&lt;br /&gt;Nice poster frames for my original Star Wars posters.&lt;br /&gt;A flat screen TV to hang on the post.&lt;br /&gt;Some sort of artwork for the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;Picture frames with pictures already in them, like pictures of me with friends. I have one so far.&lt;br /&gt;A cool coffee table, I might have a line on one of those.&lt;br /&gt;A crock pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be greedy or anything, but I figure that this is better than a bunch of money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-3512895469600441558?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2009/01/pre-birthday-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-7684511934051561309</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 02:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T18:57:21.131-08:00</atom:updated><title>Today history was made</title><description>So, as I sat at work and we all watched the ceremony happen from a CNN stream in the back I was thinking to myself that I was witnessing history in the making. No one in my family had ever seen this happening before me. Not my father, my grandpa's, or my mom. At one point while still at home I was actually choking up a little from the overflow of emotions. It was a turning point in the history of our young nation, was as one commentator put it. And that should be moving to anyone who calls themself an american, no matter which way you voted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was, the prayer from Rick Warren was eloquent and thought out, the little bit of the speech I heard from the Prez was very well put and seemed to not have changed much from his campaign speeches. I was very proud to be an American today, proud to worship in a country that was founded on the principles of let a man worship as he wants to. It was nice to watch with co-workers who had voted the other way than me, it was nice to watch them cheer, and some even seemed to have a little more zip in their step today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that I live in a country where the change of power is a peaceful one. And I am glad that there was no major incident today, at least that I heard of, that would make me think otherwise. It was a nice day to call yourself an american no matter which way you voted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find this rather amusing though when I got home. . . . . . . because I though it was going to do the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Mk0fD8OqLI/SXaOUeRSDvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pMYBqog2Xdw/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Mk0fD8OqLI/SXaOUeRSDvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pMYBqog2Xdw/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293574894394674930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-7684511934051561309?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-history-was-made.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9Mk0fD8OqLI/SXaOUeRSDvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pMYBqog2Xdw/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-1517581727561761747</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2008 06:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-07T22:13:54.693-08:00</atom:updated><title>World Away</title><description>So I saw this and decided to try it out. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put Your iTunes on Shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. You must write down the name of the song no matter how silly it sounds!&lt;br /&gt;4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 10 friends.&lt;br /&gt;6. Anyone tagged has to do the same, because fun pointlessness spreads like a virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if someone says, “Is this okay?” you say:&lt;br /&gt;"Heysátan" Sigur Rios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;"We are what you say", Sufjan Stevens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;"Soundtrack for our movie", Mae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;"This Boy", James Morrison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your life’s purpose?&lt;br /&gt;"Everlong", Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;"Colors", Amos Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;"Ridin' the Storm Out", REO Speedwagon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;"It's a hit", Rilo Kiley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;"Summertime", Mae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;"Peaches", Presidents of the USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;"Looking Back on Today", The Ataris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your Life Story?&lt;br /&gt;"Holdin Down the Fort", Chris Thile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;"Teenage Dirtbag", Wheatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;"1x7", Project 86&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;"Living in the End", OAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;"When the morning turns to night", Lenny Kravitz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;"Mad as Rabbits", Panic at the Disco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;"Amy's Song", Switchfoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;"Funky Dudley", Dudley Perkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;"World Away",  Emery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it is, pretty eclectic if you ask me.  . . . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-1517581727561761747?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2008/12/world-away.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-7990507934603810669</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Nov 2008 18:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-27T10:42:10.552-08:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><description>So, it is the day that has been set aside to give thanks for what we have. I am sitting in Indiana at my Aunt and Uncle's house listening to some great jazz, writing this and wondering, "what am I thankful for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my family, for my mom and her spirit to push me through the tougher times in life. And for her great attitude about life, love and God. I am thankful for my brother and his can do attitude about life and  his willingness to serve people. For my sister Sarah and everything she let's me talk to her about. For Rebekah and the way she is, I love that she doesn't take crap from people. For all the other relatives that love me I am so thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends, oh how I'm thankful for my friends, without the people in my life who I hang out with I would not be the person that I am today, and the man of God that I will become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my job, the opportunities that God has blessed me with and the things that I will see and do in this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for so much that I can't even put into words right now, but I have to go help cook so I hope that you and yours have a great thanksgiving and a wonderful weekend in general.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-7990507934603810669?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-6199169945999579835</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 23:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-19T15:26:55.878-08:00</atom:updated><title>typed this up at khaldi's today. . . .</title><description>Think of this as a prayer. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, thank you for this beautiful day that you have given me. Thank you for the health that I have and the health of my friends and family. Thank you for the prosperity that you have given to me,  I ask that in this time in life you would unveil to me the path that you have chosen in my life. Teach me to pray with holy hands lifted up to you. Break me, I know that I live in a broken world but break me. Allow me to die so that I can become the man you desire for me to be. Please keep me from the wonders/crap of this world, let me be a strong leader when in the presence of younger believers, by not giving into the temptation's that I struggle with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abba, be lifted high. Abba be lifted high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me the ways that I need to improve myself so that I can become a man that is worthy of a wife. One who doesn't speak out of anger, who doesn't drink to heavily, who is looked well upon by You and other leaders. Help me to take care of the life that you have given me so that I may live a long and bountiful life for you. I beg of you to help me find the passages in your word that are going to help me worship you in everything i do. Break me of the "grid" that I look through during a worship service, help me worship you with every bone in my body always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let your name be lifted up with every action I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask now that you be with Mom, help her through this time in life at work. Give her the strength and courage she needs to make her feel like she has done a good job. Be with Sarah, give her the energy to get through school, work, and life so that she sees you in what she is doing. Watch over Drew, give him the courage, strength and patience to get through this time in life so that he can advance into the branch of the armed services that you have picked out for him. Look over Bekah at school, give her the strength and mind to get through the day and maybe even begin to like school. I so with I would have watched my mouth more around her so that she wasn't such a psynic when it comes to school. I ask that you be with the rest of my family and watch over them in their daily lives, reveal yourself to them in your time and special way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I thank you for all the friends that you have put in my life, I especially thank you for Randall, with his willingness to keep pushing me to reach for my dreams and become something more than what I am. Tim is another one of those guy's I couldn't imagine doing life without now. I thank you for allowing me to become friends with him so that I have another mentor to blast ideas off of. I thank you for Eric, Rob, Adam B, Brian, Shaun, Adam L, Sarah L, Ali, Sandy, Chrissy, Joel, Emily, both Jamie's and all the other friends that I have found for the relationships that I have with them, the conversations that i have shared with the and the dreams that I have unveiled to the, for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also would like to thank you God for the youth that you have put in my life, for the seniors that have already moved on Brett, Brunson, Taylor, Ben, Justin, and all the others to the youth that are still a challenge for me to encourage, lead, and just talk to. I thank you for Aaron, Logan, Adam, Stevie, and so many other's who challenge me at the same time I am challenging them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father I so love the life that you have led me in and I can't think of any other adventure that I would want to be on. than this one with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see what's next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-6199169945999579835?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2008/11/typed-this-up-at-khaldis-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-4961524387233465487</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2008 00:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-03T17:59:18.933-08:00</atom:updated><title>Oh the afternoon it was and was not. . . . .</title><description>So, I am currently reading Through Painted Deserts by Donald Miller. I am up to the point where they get to the Grand Canyon and are about to hike through it. It sparked my need to get out of the house and so I decided to go down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Castlewood&lt;/span&gt; park and hike around for the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got in the car and headed toward &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Castlewood&lt;/span&gt;; Now there has been a lot of construction going on around me lately because of the new best buy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Petco&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt; mart shopping prison and they just opened up the new road to get to best buy. Since I wasn't in any rush I decided to stop by best buy to check out the new store and see if Joe Perry was working. I walked in the store and saw all the cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;electronics's&lt;/span&gt;, laughed at what they called their "apple" section and then proceeded back to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;instrument&lt;/span&gt; section. I walked in and was impressed by how it was laid out a ton. The drum is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; closed off from the rest of the section as well as an amp "test" room where you can crank it up, and there is also another closed off room with acoustic guitars. Joe didn't happen to be there but I did run into Kent Hughes and we talked for a little while while checking out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;acoustic&lt;/span&gt; guitar selection. All in all I was fairly impressed with the gear selection at best buy, the guys who were working did inform me that they didn't have all of the gear in yet so it should get better. They didn't have a lot of tube amps out yet. mostly just modeling amps, yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then restarted my journey down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Castlewood&lt;/span&gt; to hike around. When I got down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Castlewood&lt;/span&gt; I drove about half way in parked the car and just started walking toward the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Meramac&lt;/span&gt; river. I hiked around in the woods by the river just enjoying what God had created there and also wondering why there were old concrete structures in the middle of the park. Question's came to my head while looking at these structures like, what were they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;originally&lt;/span&gt; used for, why had they been abandoned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wandering around the woods I decided to head down to the river and watch the water flow. As I approached the river the ground began to get softer I didn't really care because I was still making progress toward the edge of the water. I stopped my progress close enough that I could squat down and feel how cold the water was. As I stood back up and looked around I decided to head up stream and see if I could walk on the "beach" around the bend without getting stuck or falling in the water, well both kinda happened. Just not the way I thought they were going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was about 100 yards from the bend I was aiming for the shore began to get very soft and I saw a few spots where someone before me had stepped and created a hole that was about 8-10 inches deep. I tried to avoid doing the same and was successfull for all of about two minutes. Then it happened I was trying to move faster thinking that I had a better shot of not sinking y foot into the ground. That didn't really work to well,  about ten seconds after into this attempt my right foot sunk into the ground with a nice "slurp" sound. As I tried to pull my foot out my shoe actually came off inside the hole that I had created. It was at this point that my left foot also sunk down about three inches and then decided to hold long enough for me to reach back and pull out my shoe. As my shoe came out of the whole  with the same slurp sound my other foot decide to sink down til I couldn't see it either. I threw the first show up the shore as far as I could and started working on getting my other foot unstuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I had both feet out of their respctive holes I looked down at my self and saw how muddy I was. I walked up the to the forest where my shoe was waiting for me and decided to take off both shoes and socks. As I looked up the river I saw where Kiefer Creek meets the Meramac and decided that I would follow the tree line toward that point and get as cleaned up as I could. I stepped into the water and was washing my feet and lower legs off with the cold water, and it was kinda fun. It felt like I was 13 again and in the boy scout's wandering through the woods, it was really nice. At that point I made up my mind that I was going to wander through the woods til it was to dark to see, or at least close enough to dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished washing off my shoes and put them back on wet. With my socks in my back pocket I headed up the creek to wander through the forest some more. It was about this time that I pulled out my cell phone and updated my facebook status through twitter. I thought that I had sent, "Steve fell into the mud while hiking. Check the blog later for the full story." More on that later. . . . . .I headed up the trail a little bit and then decided that I wouldn't get on a trail for the rest of my "adventure." I tramped through the forest back toward the river where I could safely walk up to the water. I was walking the shore and stumbled upon an outrigger from a sailboat, I think. I then looked across the river and saw that there were many items that aren't normally found on the shore of a river. Lawn chairs, plastic toys, and other out door items were strewn across the oppisite shore. I wondered if they had been caught there during the last flood and hadn't been cleaned up yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed back into the woods and stayed off the trail trampling over fallen tree's and shrubbery. I so enjoyed making my own trail and viewing things that I wouldn't have seen if I had stayed on the trail. I wandered through the forest for a while longer and then headed back to the car. At the car I threw my shoes in the back and drove home barefooted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived at home I flipped open my computer to let it grab email and jumped in the shower to wash off the woods and the mud from the afternoon. After a nice, hot relaxing shower I sat down at my computer and began to look at my email. After reading through my email I checked my facebook and found that seventeen people had commented on my status because instead of texting "hiking" I had instead sent "hicking" which started a string of comments because Randall took that to be hickey in the plural form and off people went from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was my afternoon, no there was no outdoor make out session, though it would have been nice. And I do not have a hickey from the vacum cleaner, Brian. If you would like to view the madness that went on check out my facebook page and click on the status that has all of the comments with it. Let me end this post with, "I hate my phone, want an iPhone and can't wait for thanksgiving so that hopefully my hours will go up and I can afford things again." And yes I would have left my iPhone would have stayed in the car. . . . . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-4961524387233465487?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-afternoon-it-was-and-was-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-6094808972407026512</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2008 18:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T12:02:43.736-07:00</atom:updated><title>New hair color, same Steve-o</title><description>So I re-dyed my hair from orange to red. I like it a lot!!! Unfortunately I am unable to get good pics right now but will try to soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really hard right now to be Steve. . . . .no new music, no new toys, no new clothes. Not that any of that stuff matters but it is nice to stay up on all the new idea coming out. What's a guy to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It feels like I'm in college again without the excuse of "college" to explain things. . . . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-6094808972407026512?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-hair-color-same-steve-o.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-1352024849639170795</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Oct 2008 04:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-16T22:31:09.743-07:00</atom:updated><title>So, it's been awhile. . . . . .</title><description>So here has what's been happening in my life-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started at the &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/westcounty"&gt;Apple&lt;/a&gt; store and I love it. Everyone I work with is really cool, laid back and easy to work with. The only issues I am having is that I can't seem to get enough hours, hopefully that will change as the holiday's get closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had to step back at &lt;a href="http://www.wcrossing.org"&gt;Windsor&lt;/a&gt; so I could give the Apple store a very open schedule. I am just volunteering with the youth tech and music team as much as I am free and not mixing or playing for the adult service. I decided to do this before the internship ended and I am on a break til at least the new year. We'll see after that, right now I am not really sure if I want to be apart of the main room expierence. I am having trouble accepting the methodology that is used. It may sound rude, immature, or wrong, but, "were not questioning God, just those he chose to carry on his cross" look that lyric up, it's in an awesome song by &lt;a href="http://www.anberlin.com"&gt;Anberlin&lt;/a&gt;. I sometime feel like the I am the chorus of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to enjoy life while I have the time off, doing some work around &lt;a href="http://littletons.blogs.com/randall/"&gt;Randall's&lt;/a&gt; house for him. I have picked up a couple of free lance jobs but not much. Trying to write/record some songs of my own in garageband. And a couple of friends and I have been talking about starting a worship project, we're still in the early stages but I hope it will work out for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.robbieseayband.com/"&gt;RSB&lt;/a&gt; came to town back in September and is was really an awesome time. A great weekend of worship, a little bit of time to hang with Robbie and the boys, and it was so what I needed. The worship experience that they put on is what I really needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Step up onto one of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; soapboxes, I know I have issues.) I don't think I will ever get tired of a rock'n roll worship night. Some may but not me. I have been called a "rock guy" by some people but all I know is that when U2 has &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/fiona_adam/pic/000hrw4f"&gt;50,000&lt;/a&gt; people singing Psalm 40 I call that worship. When I watch the David Crowder Band D&lt;a href="http://www.davidcrowderband.com"&gt;V&lt;/a&gt;D it just makes me want to go out on tour and lead people in worship. I love the whole aspect of a rock n' roll worship concert. The sound, lights, and the band make for a great avenue for people to worship in. Especially when the band is really getting in to it.&lt;br /&gt;(Stepping of the soap box.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in this lab group that meets in Randall and Emily's house, aka-Upstairs. I am really enjoying the conversations, honesty, and the people in the group. I have enjoyed the friendships that have started because of the lab. I hope that it will continue to get better. We watch The &lt;a href="http://www.dundermifflininfinity.com/"&gt;Office,&lt;/a&gt; recorded after lab and I am so waiting on a good "that's what she said" from Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think about it and feel up to it, please pray for me as I try to find a way to pay the bills, pray for me and my friends that we are doing what God wants us to do with this worship project, pray for my lab group and pray for my patience in this new chapter of life. . . . . . . . I am trusting God but it is super hard, as many of you know. . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's a lot of info about me, hope everyone lives are doing good. If your in St. Louis stop by the Apple store at West County and check out the new macbook's they are freakin' awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, but hopefully not too much later. I am going to try and be better at keeping this blog fresh, I just don't think anyone reads it so it's hard to get motivated to post, actually I am just a "comment whore" as one of my friends&lt;a href="http://littletons.blogs.com/randall/"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;once put it.  . . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-1352024849639170795?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-its-been-awhile.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-6121952128703770717</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 06:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-12T23:21:34.052-07:00</atom:updated><title>New Banner (Edited)</title><description>Try this one on for size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to &lt;a href="http://reneescott32.blogspot.com/"&gt;Renee&lt;/a&gt; for the suggestions, and no you were not that harsh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-6121952128703770717?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-banner-edited.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-7898682590460767624</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 16:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-10T09:27:26.297-07:00</atom:updated><title>New banner. . . .</title><description>let me know what you think. . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-7898682590460767624?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-banner.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-7869785532264070371</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 05:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-09T22:43:07.689-07:00</atom:updated><title>Book update. . . . .</title><description>Ok, so I posted this also on my facebook page and got more responses there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the order-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.S. Lewis- The Great Divorce&lt;br /&gt;C.S. Lewis- Mere Christianity&lt;br /&gt;Rob Bell- Velvet Elvis&lt;br /&gt;Rob Bell- Sex God&lt;br /&gt;Donald Miller- Through Painted Deserts&lt;br /&gt;David Crowder- Praise Habit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah I start at apple on Saturday. . . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-7869785532264070371?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2008/09/book-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-4964719589984893024</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2008 20:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-04T13:39:46.326-07:00</atom:updated><title>You pick the book. . . .</title><description>So, last Thursday I picked up 6 books from the bookstore at The Crossing to get the most out of my staff discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to let you guys pick which book I read first. And then I will tell you what I got out of it, my thoughts on it and any other things I happen to be thinking while reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the books-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob Bell "Velvet Elvis"&lt;br /&gt;Rob Bell "Sex God"&lt;br /&gt;C.S. Lewis "Mere Christianity"&lt;br /&gt;C.S. Lewis " The Great Divorce"&lt;br /&gt;David Crowder "Praise Habit"&lt;br /&gt;Donald Miller "Through Painted Deserts"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let the comments be the official votes and voting will end on Sunday at Midnight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let the voting begin. . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-4964719589984893024?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-pick-book.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-862497493969368246.post-9037767021173144362</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 04:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-26T21:06:58.741-07:00</atom:updated><title>New Job</title><description>Ok, so I got the official offer from Apple and accepted the position as a part time specialist at the West County store in St. Louis. Hopefully I can pick up some side jobs to keep the bills paid and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to Apple, moving up in the company quickly and getting into the next stage of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/862497493969368246-9037767021173144362?l=steveochens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://steveochens.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-job.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Steveo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>