<?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-5601279</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:14:26.744-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The great state of Tex-afornia</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts on life from a Californian deep in the heart of Texas</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>301</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-9072112877088519526</id><published>2008-01-12T10:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T10:36:30.052-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am reading through 1 Samuel and the ashamed thing is that I am starting to identify with King Saul.  First, Saul is waiting for Samuel to show up to bless a battle.  When Samuel is late, Saul goes ahead and offers a sacrifice.  What was so wrong with that.  He wanted God's blessing on the battle and it looked like Samuel wasn't going to show.  Honestly, I probably would have done the same thing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/9072112877088519526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=9072112877088519526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/9072112877088519526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/9072112877088519526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-reading-through-1-samuel-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-6831328150423701855</id><published>2007-09-03T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:45:11.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FailingSo last week I go out to the lake to do some wakeboarding with my wife and friends.  If you read this or know me at all then you know that this is usually the highlight of my week.  The afternoon started out well I got up and even rode switch (opposite foot forward) for a while.  I got back in the boat feeling good about the progress I have made over the past three years.  After letting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/6831328150423701855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=6831328150423701855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/6831328150423701855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/6831328150423701855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2007/09/failing-so-last-week-i-go-out-to-lake.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-218504287821875441</id><published>2007-07-29T08:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T08:59:26.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>original videohttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i7QVbJnSPQE response from random peoplehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=63wFSs38nv8&amp;watch_responsehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mr2YxG8N9Js&amp;watch_responsehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xcJl4skO1Kghttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sIdoyWIX7Uwhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EixvH-ecUwEhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fslZUqHahJYhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/218504287821875441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=218504287821875441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/218504287821875441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/218504287821875441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2007/07/original-video-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-8182616428988937687</id><published>2007-07-28T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T10:20:13.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mini_MarathonSo, these past few weeks I have been running a ministry marathon of sorts.  We had an awesome time in Seattle.  I was again reminded that God is among the poor and in the margins.  Seattle is a beautiful town.  I am so glad I got to see the ocean (man how I have missed it).  All this week I haven't had a chance to think through what God is doing in my life.  I am learning to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/8182616428988937687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=8182616428988937687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/8182616428988937687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/8182616428988937687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2007/07/minimarathon-so-these-past-few-weeks-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-2519200732031019119</id><published>2007-06-11T16:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T16:56:50.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kilts and KlingonsSpecialty groups.  They are every where in society.  Last week I went to two different events for people who specific events...a Scottish festival and a star trek concert.  For each group there is a lingo, appropriate dress, legends, heros and other cultural artifacts.  I have been thinking about how no one is reaching out to these people.  We have ministries to Jews, Muslims, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/2519200732031019119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=2519200732031019119' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/2519200732031019119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/2519200732031019119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2007/06/kilts-and-klingons-specialty-groups.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-5945299900131132695</id><published>2007-05-10T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T10:20:15.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Follow MeI have been reading Bonhoeffer's "The cost of discipleship".  Great book by the way!  He makes a point that the first and last things Jesus says to Peter is, "Follow Me".  In seminary we learn that there is emphasis placed on Primacy (what happens or is said first), recency (what happens or is said last), and repetition.  It is amazing that Christ's first and last words are the same.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/5945299900131132695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=5945299900131132695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/5945299900131132695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/5945299900131132695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2007/05/follow-me-i-have-been-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-2926079974531390080</id><published>2007-03-06T09:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T09:22:49.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>check out this site.  It's letters from people who have left the church.  Pretty Post Secret-ish.http://lettersfromleavers.com/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/2926079974531390080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=2926079974531390080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/2926079974531390080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/2926079974531390080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2007/03/check-out-this-site.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-7971079286463406965</id><published>2007-02-27T10:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T10:19:38.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Surpised By AugustineI know my friend Shane loves the book "Surprised by the Spirit".  Well, a friend of mine gave me a copy of "Augustine's Confessions".  I didn't know what to think.  I am only a few chapters into it so here are my impressions.  First of all, I had this vague notion of Augustine being the Father of the concept of original sin.  I can see his concept of sin permeating his whole </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/7971079286463406965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=7971079286463406965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/7971079286463406965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/7971079286463406965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2007/02/surpised-by-augustine-i-know-my-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-2557974362042427763</id><published>2007-02-16T10:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T11:05:02.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just finished reading "Divine Nobodies" by JIm Palmer.  I am wary of any book that has an endorsement by McLaren comparing the author to Donald Miller.  The premise of the book is that the author has encountered God more through the lives of nameless people instead of the movers and shakers of the Christian world.  One such person is a former child sex slave.  Jim talks about what a '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/2557974362042427763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=2557974362042427763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/2557974362042427763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/2557974362042427763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-just-finished-reading-divine-nobodies.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-2026413370130189179</id><published>2007-02-07T08:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T08:27:38.964-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PaulAs I was reading through Philippians this morning I came across a passage that struck me.  In chapter 1 Paul says that he doesn't care when people preach the Gospel out of impure motives.  Paul simply rejoices in the fact that Christ was proclaimed.  I got to be honest.  I find this beyond me.  Or to quote my friend Shane, "I'm not there yet."  I find it so difficult to stand by and watch as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/2026413370130189179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=2026413370130189179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/2026413370130189179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/2026413370130189179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2007/02/paul-as-i-was-reading-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-4525972243642205404</id><published>2007-01-27T00:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T00:51:35.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is my first post on my new computer.  If there is lust in my life it is for technology.  Earlier this week I ordered a macbook pro.  I anxiously awaited the delivery all week until this afternoon it came.  I am so very stoked.  This thing is one mean machine!  The cool thing is that now I can do work from home, starbucks, wherever.  So here's to my minor "conversion" to the mac world.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/4525972243642205404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=4525972243642205404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/4525972243642205404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/4525972243642205404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-is-my-first-post-on-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-1136622477758380590</id><published>2007-01-03T00:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T00:26:01.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Matthew 5-The Beatitudes   1Now when he saw the crowds, he went up on a mountainside and sat down. His disciples came to him, 2and he began to teach them saying:   3"Blessed are the poor in spirit,        for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.   4Blessed are those who mourn,        for they will be comforted.   5Blessed are the meek,        for they will inherit the earth.   6Blessed are those who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/1136622477758380590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=1136622477758380590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/1136622477758380590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/1136622477758380590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2007/01/matthew-5-beatitudes-1-now-when-he-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-116648878348019009</id><published>2006-12-18T18:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T18:39:43.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My YouTube Debut</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/116648878348019009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=116648878348019009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/116648878348019009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/116648878348019009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-youtube-debut.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-116568104439098404</id><published>2006-12-09T10:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T00:26:18.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things I wish they told me about life in MinistryI wish they (meaning anyone) would have told me that people will kick you in the spiritual nuts.  I wish they would have said that people will be lame and totally judgmental.  I wish they would have mentioned that sometimes the decisions you make, whether good or bad, will cause people to leave the church.  That wasn't a possibility I ever really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/116568104439098404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=116568104439098404' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/116568104439098404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/116568104439098404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/12/things-i-wish-they-told-me-about-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-116421703044568189</id><published>2006-11-22T11:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T20:20:42.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I am back, sort of.  I will just post the same blog posts on Blogger, Myspace and Facebook, so here's for Josh, Shane and SteveStranger than FictionWe saw this movie on Saturday night and many thoughts have been ruminating in my brain about the flick.  My friend Preston told me after he had seen the film that it was his new favorite, surpassing Shawshank.  This is a big deal for Preston.  So, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/116421703044568189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=116421703044568189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/116421703044568189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/116421703044568189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-i-am-back-sort-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-114300074777463954</id><published>2006-03-21T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:46:43.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Switching to the Dark SideSo I have been in the blogging world for about 3 years with most of the time spent in blogger.  In that time I have posted fairly regularly.  I have seen friends' blogs come and go.  Lately, I haven't had much to say.  Maybe I have been busy.  Maybe my regular teaching in our ministry has left me bereft of anything worth saying.  I don't know. Now I am a fairly social </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/114300074777463954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=114300074777463954' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/114300074777463954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/114300074777463954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/03/switching-to-dark-side-so-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-114239393086657014</id><published>2006-03-14T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T10:41:48.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TennesseeWe got back last night from our trip with the Aledo Choir.  We had an awesome time.  We saw Graceland (including Elvis' jumpsuits, plane and raquetball court).  We rocked out at the Rock N Soul museum.  We got yelled at by an elderly lady at Andrew Jackson's (the 7th US president) home.  We raved in a hotel board room and jived on a river boat.  We made fun of radio commercials at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/114239393086657014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=114239393086657014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/114239393086657014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/114239393086657014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/03/tennessee-we-got-back-last-night-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-114041087254903301</id><published>2006-02-19T22:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T13:10:50.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fallen ComradeThis morning Dave Phillips passed away in a car crash.  He was the high school pastor at Christ Chapel Bible Church.  I didn't know him well, but knew of his love for Christ and for his students.  I am sure this is a total shock to his family, students and his church family, so I won't try and come up with some pithy statements about how he will be missed or that he is in God's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/114041087254903301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=114041087254903301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/114041087254903301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/114041087254903301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/02/fallen-comrade-this-morning-dave.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-114004138394252525</id><published>2006-02-15T16:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T12:19:14.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry to all of you mustache people, but this is  hilarious.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/114004138394252525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=114004138394252525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/114004138394252525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/114004138394252525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/02/sorry-to-all-of-you-mustache-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113942561232734721</id><published>2006-02-08T13:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T13:06:52.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Minor League HockeyLast night we celebrated a friends' b-day with a trip to the Fort Worth, Brahamas game.  There must have been close to 6 hundred people there which made the crowd extra slim.  The cool thing was that we were able to get seats next to the glass, so we were up close to the action.  The funny thing about minor league sports is that they make their money on advertising so every </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113942561232734721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113942561232734721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113942561232734721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113942561232734721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/02/minor-league-hockey-last-night-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113889716352649098</id><published>2006-02-02T10:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T10:19:23.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Loving DeuteronomyI just finished reading Deuteronomy.  I hadn't read the book since I too the Old Testament Class in seminary.  I fell in love with this book for the first time.  Some people read the book of laws and their eyes glaze over.  Somehow, God showed something new to me.  The book itself is Moses' last sermon.  He is about to die and the Israelites are about to enter into the promised </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113889716352649098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113889716352649098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113889716352649098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113889716352649098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/02/loving-deuteronomy-i-just-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113866189819357559</id><published>2006-01-30T16:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T16:58:18.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Room RaidersThis afternoon a student and I "broke into" another student's room and video taped it.  It was pretty fun to get out of the office and doing some zany creative things again.  As an intern, I used to do a lot of cool video stuff.  Now, more time is spent doing administration and planning.  I realized yesterday that I need to fill my time with more of that un-structured time.  It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113866189819357559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113866189819357559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113866189819357559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113866189819357559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/01/room-raiders-this-afternoon-student.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113807529504559689</id><published>2006-01-23T21:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T07:16:27.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, after that whole comment fiasco, I have decided to keep the blog and moderate the comments.  I'll approve them after I read them.  Something I should have done the first time someone decided to get a potty mouth/typing finger.So, we had small group this evening.  One guy out of three showed up.  It was cool though, this student has a real honest attitude toward his faith.  He's not willing to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113807529504559689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113807529504559689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113807529504559689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113807529504559689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-after-that-whole-comment-fiasco-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113796005929067736</id><published>2006-01-22T13:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T15:03:47.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SaddenedOnce again, someone left some some lewd comments on here attacking my brother.  I am seriously thinking about getting rid of this thing.  Sorry, to all you out there, but I'm seriously pissed off that people will leave a comment that is lewd and accusatory, but will not own up to their words. You who are so bold from a computer screen must really have no life that they feel the need to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113796005929067736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113796005929067736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113796005929067736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113796005929067736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/01/saddened-once-again-someone-left-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113743755353989157</id><published>2006-01-16T12:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T12:54:23.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Thanks MartinSo the Christian that a lot of our students go to doesn't have today off. What do I do with that? The rest of the country recognizes that Martin Luther King jr. did many great things for the country. Yet, the Christian school can't find it in its heart to take the day off in remembrance of a fallen hero. I watched part of a documentary of MLK yesterday and it made me reflect on how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113743755353989157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113743755353989157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113743755353989157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113743755353989157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/01/thanks-martin-so-christian-that-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113708175550894930</id><published>2006-01-12T09:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T10:02:35.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Worshipping with a Hasidic Jew    Matisyahu is a raggae artist from New York who also happens to be a Hasidic Jew (is still waiting for the Messiah (Moshiac).  I heard his song "King Without a Crown" on the radio on Saturday and found it online on Monday.  Here's the chorus:What's this feeling? My love will rip a hole in the ceiling Givin' myself to you from the essence of my being Sing to my G-d</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113708175550894930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113708175550894930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113708175550894930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113708175550894930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/01/worshipping-with-hasidic-jew-matisyahu.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113682038250941205</id><published>2006-01-09T09:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T09:26:22.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Pleasure of My CompanySo I picked up this novella (short novel) by THE Steve Martin thanks to my boss who gave me an Amazon gift certificate.  It's about a guy who is filled to the brim with neurosis (like not being able to step off curbs).  Anyway, it was an incredibly moving story about how living for other people can actually make you lose the things that hinder you in life.  At the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113682038250941205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113682038250941205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113682038250941205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113682038250941205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/01/pleasure-of-my-company-so-i-picked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113647476044210626</id><published>2006-01-05T09:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T09:26:00.463-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a game!So last night's National Championship was so awesome.  Even though I am from Southern Cali, I had to root for the 'Horns.  Mostly because I have some really obnoxious relatives who are USC fans and I always love to see them eat crow.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113647476044210626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113647476044210626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113647476044210626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113647476044210626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-game-so-last-nights-national.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113630113286214785</id><published>2006-01-03T09:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T09:12:12.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Brand New YearSo 2006 is here.  No, I don't have any resolutions.  I always want to lose weight and get in shape, but that is more of a constant than a conserted effort.  As I reflect on this past year I see the many cool things that happened.  New Job, Graduation, New House.  All milestones in their own right.  I feel that this year the milestones may be less obvious.  My hope is that I don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113630113286214785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113630113286214785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113630113286214785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113630113286214785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2006/01/brand-new-year-so-2006-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113578816236344400</id><published>2005-12-28T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T10:42:42.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Very Cali ChristmasThis time next year, my sister and parents will be in Texas permanently which means that this was my last Christmas in California visiting my home.  Kind of sad really.  When my parents move my Californian roots will go with them.  This means I won't have a set reason to come back here at least once a year.  My wife and I were at the beach the other day and I couldn't help </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113578816236344400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113578816236344400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113578816236344400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113578816236344400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/12/very-cali-christmas-this-time-next.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113519481520790509</id><published>2005-12-21T13:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T13:53:35.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dance Dance Revol-istmas!For Christmas I bought my wife Dance Dance Revolution for the PS2.  As usual I couldn't wait to give her the gift.  So we have been dancing our way to health for the past few days.  I have tried several times in the past to get into the groove, mostly to make myself look like an idiot.  The cool thing is that I am actually getting better and can sort of hold my own.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113519481520790509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113519481520790509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113519481520790509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113519481520790509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/12/dance-dance-revol-istmas-for-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113440283226110181</id><published>2005-12-12T09:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T09:53:52.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The hope of the world crammed in a cradle. Yesterday, during a ministry brainstorming session with the wifey I had the thought of how the hopes of all the worlds' people were embodied in this one little child.   All of humanity's best thoughts, loftiest goals, highest ideals, and largest loves were offered to this babbling child.  In addition to all this the weight of generations of sin, Satan's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113440283226110181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113440283226110181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113440283226110181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113440283226110181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/12/hope-of-world-crammed-in-cradle.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113414372733559635</id><published>2005-12-09T09:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T09:55:27.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, what's been going on with me?This week started out super busy and finished very bored.  My Brother in Law was in town to do some interviews, so there was much fun to be had.  Brad is a great guy and I am glad that he and my sis will be moving out here soon.  He got two job offers and will take the one from TGI Fridays (mmm Jack Daniel's Sauce). Then on Wednesday our area had a lot of freezing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113414372733559635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113414372733559635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113414372733559635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113414372733559635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-whats-been-going-on-with-me-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113346324528570601</id><published>2005-12-01T12:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T12:54:05.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emmie and SanduWe have had these two pastors from Romania at our church for a few weeks.  They have been learning about us and our ministries (please don't copy us guys!).  Yesterday was my day with the dudes and I must say that I am super impressed with them.  Emmie pastors two churches and Sandu pastors three.  They have both been in the ministry for a number of years.  Both these men have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113346324528570601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113346324528570601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113346324528570601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113346324528570601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/12/emmie-and-sandu-we-have-had-these-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113327867383174331</id><published>2005-11-29T09:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T09:37:53.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I smell the next trend in adult ministry at the church.  :-).Cuddle Parties</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113327867383174331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113327867383174331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113327867383174331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113327867383174331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-smell-next-trend-in-adult-ministry.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113319532292409333</id><published>2005-11-28T10:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T10:28:42.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thanksgiving and SuchWe had a great thankgiving with the Fam-in-Law.  I caught 2 delicious bass and ate a ton of stuffing.  I got it in me to wake up really early on Friday to hit the crowds at Best Buy.  I did get a good deal on a computer for our youth groups sound room, but it was amazing how crowded it was.  I ended up waiting about an hour and 45 minutes just to check out.  I don't think I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113319532292409333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113319532292409333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113319532292409333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113319532292409333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanksgiving-and-such-we-had-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113245580063437476</id><published>2005-11-19T20:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T21:03:20.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YS Update(disclaimer: excuse all spelling because of this stupid laptop).So here it is, saurday night. What are my thoughts?  Well, I have only been to one breakout session because there haven't been a ton for me to be curious about.  For the most part, our main sessions have been awesome.  I cried this morning because of the beauty of Christ. We were singing "Wonderful Cross" a la Crowder and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113245580063437476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113245580063437476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113245580063437476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113245580063437476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/11/ys-update-disclaimer-excuse-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113218170181211254</id><published>2005-11-16T16:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T16:55:01.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NYWCSo, I head to Nashville tomorrow for the National Youth Workers Convention.  It is my third convention and my first time in Tennessee.  I am excited about going because I love road trips, I get to hang out with my buddy Matt, and am looking forward to a time of refreshment.  Youth Specialties usually does put on a great conference.  They bring great worship leaders and have really creative </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113218170181211254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113218170181211254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113218170181211254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113218170181211254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/11/nywc-so-i-head-to-nashville-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113199816634002892</id><published>2005-11-14T13:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T13:57:56.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As Kingfishers Catch FireAs kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;As tumbled over rim in roundy wellsStones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell'sBow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;Selves -- goes itself; _myself_ it speaks and spells,Crying _What I do is me: for that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113199816634002892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113199816634002892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113199816634002892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113199816634002892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/11/as-kingfishers-catch-fire-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113164054700323107</id><published>2005-11-10T10:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T10:35:51.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pigeons and Handlebar MustachesMy parents are in town (got in at 1:00AM last night).  I figured I'd take the time to give an 'Ode to my dad.  So here goes:For a man whose vocabulary is as unintelligible as a charismatic healing prayer service (see further "Wandangle" and "MotherFlutcher"), my dad can explain the most complicated technical machine in terms that even I can understand.  His fits of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113164054700323107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113164054700323107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113164054700323107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113164054700323107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/11/pigeons-and-handlebar-mustaches-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113140176795367337</id><published>2005-11-07T16:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T16:16:08.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>F-BombThe past few Sundays we have been talking about addictions in our Sunday morning meeting.  Yesterday, we were talking about cutting and we used the song "Last Resort" by Papa Roach.  It's a powerful song about the darkness someone feels that drives them to cut themselves.  I had gone through and edited the 'questionable' words from the song so it would  be 'safe' to play for our group.  We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113140176795367337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113140176795367337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113140176795367337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113140176795367337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/11/f-bomb-past-few-sundays-we-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113078735060435859</id><published>2005-10-31T13:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T13:35:50.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"This is the sound of the underground"This is a line from one of my favorite pieces of poetry.  The piece is (in it's entirety) a call for Christian discipleship.  This line has been rattling around my tiny brain for a while, sometimes subconciously.  Yesterday, the thought came into my brain.  What if we brought our youth group outreach attempts into the underground?  I've thought about doing "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113078735060435859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113078735060435859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113078735060435859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113078735060435859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-sound-of-underground-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-113025597259030709</id><published>2005-10-25T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T10:59:32.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To the Praise of His GloryThis past weekend was amazing.  It was so cool to see God work in our community.  It wasn't because of anything I had done, but because we were unified.  I saw walls broken down (figuratively and literally).  I am so blessed to be able to do what I do.  It's like God is painting a hugely great painting through our students and I get to stand there watching Him paint </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/113025597259030709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=113025597259030709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113025597259030709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/113025597259030709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/10/to-praise-of-his-glory-this-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112990718189744997</id><published>2005-10-21T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T10:06:21.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As I sit here, preparations are being finalized for our retreat.  Since this is a year of "firsts" for me as a head youth pastor, this is my first retreat.  I have taken part in many, many retreats and have even been in on the planning of a couple self-run retreats, but this is the first time everything is on my head.  There are details to be covered and lessons to be planned.  It has been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112990718189744997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112990718189744997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112990718189744997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112990718189744997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/10/as-i-sit-here-preparations-are-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112964946741210476</id><published>2005-10-18T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T10:31:07.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pit in my StomachSo, I haven't posted on church for a while so here goes.  I hate how I have been so easily seduced by the numbers game.  A few weeks ago we hit a record high for our ministry, not since I have been here, but ever.  Immediately, my brain starts to pat itself on the back.  Obviously I must be doing something right.  God's favor is surely with us. It sickens me, truly sickens me, to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112964946741210476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112964946741210476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112964946741210476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112964946741210476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/10/pit-in-my-stomach-so-i-havent-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112956000756299946</id><published>2005-10-17T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T09:40:09.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>B-DaySo, today is my birthday (26).  This is the first one where I have not felt like it was any different than any other day.  I had a breakfast appointment this morning with one of our elders (didn't tell him) and I have a retreat to really get cracking on.  I have a small group meeting tonight.  I guess I am now at the point in my life where all the big birthdays are multiples of 5's and 10's.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112956000756299946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112956000756299946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112956000756299946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112956000756299946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/10/b-day-so-today-is-my-birthday-26.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112897752401406553</id><published>2005-10-10T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T15:52:04.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back from Key WestI would say that our vacation was a success.  Plenty of sun, sleep, food and swimming.  It was the first time in a long time I was able to forget about ministry and simply recharge.  What the wifey and I really enjoyed was that it was one of our more active vacations.  We did a lot of walking around the shops.  We even took a day sail on a catameran (sp?) where we snorkeled and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112897752401406553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112897752401406553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112897752401406553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112897752401406553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-from-key-west-i-would-say-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112795148684594710</id><published>2005-09-28T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T18:51:26.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emotional RollercoasterYesterday our church recieved notice that we might be called upon to house evacuees from Rita.  With that one word our office became steeped in frenzy.  The place they would be held for the next thirty days is the room in which my high school group meets.  So, I was suddenly faced with the chance to have to move rooms and times with little or no notice to my students.  At </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112795148684594710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112795148684594710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112795148684594710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112795148684594710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/09/emotional-rollercoaster-yesterday-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112774798071715308</id><published>2005-09-26T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T10:20:52.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holding on to SummerSo, twice in the past week I have been able to get behind a boat and do some wakeboarding. It felt so great (not the 100 degree heat in September). It is amazing how a few minutes behind a boat can release tons of built up tension. I was actually bummed that I didn't spend a ton of time wakeboarding this summer. God was gracious and gave me the heat to make boating more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112774798071715308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112774798071715308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112774798071715308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112774798071715308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/09/holding-on-to-summer-so-twice-in-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112733524532932248</id><published>2005-09-21T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T15:45:22.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SYATPSo this morning I got up way too early, just like all the other good youth pastors, and headed to the local schools for See You At The Pole. The movement as a whole is an amazing testament to seeing God work through students to start a prayer movements. Like all good things, it can be corrupted and cracked. While I can only speak of my experiences as a youth pastor in Texas, it seems to me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112733524532932248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112733524532932248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112733524532932248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112733524532932248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/09/syatp-so-this-morning-i-got-up-way-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112714576785135243</id><published>2005-09-19T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T11:02:47.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check this out!The Newest/Smallest  iPod Ever!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112714576785135243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112714576785135243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112714576785135243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112714576785135243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/09/check-this-out-newestsmallest-ipod.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112681305080884230</id><published>2005-09-15T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T14:37:30.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Truth in LoveSo, every night this week, including tonight, I have had some ministry-related happening.  Unfortunately, I have also been getting the office at the standard nine-thirty time frame.  So, here I am exhausted, but in good spirits.  I spent a good two and a half hours chatting with the other youth pastors in the area.  No agenda, no event to plan, just hanging out and getting to know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112681305080884230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112681305080884230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112681305080884230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112681305080884230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/09/truth-in-love-so-every-night-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112662195382464394</id><published>2005-09-13T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T09:32:33.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Recap From D.C. So, the trip was really cool.  Not only was the guy (Ed Plowman) a blast to talk with, but we made some fun memories as well.  So, what did I learn?I learned that:1.  People in D.C. will look at you wierd if you pray over a meal.2. Our Executive Pastor doesn't mind it when we get lost.3. The pastors at the forefront of the Jesus movement weren't expecting/praying for revival.4. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112662195382464394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112662195382464394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112662195382464394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112662195382464394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/09/recap-from-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112610142055255590</id><published>2005-09-07T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T08:57:00.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>D.C.Tomorrow I get to go on a cool ministry trip.  A few staff members and I get to travel to DC to visit with a pastor who ministered to the hippies in San Francisco during the 60's.  He was fortunate enough to see the last great spiritual revolution on American soil (the Jesus Movement).  We hope to gain wisdom in seeking God for a renewal of spiritual revolution in our generation. What is even</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112610142055255590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112610142055255590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112610142055255590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112610142055255590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/09/d.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112584373633685889</id><published>2005-09-04T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T09:22:18.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DisconnectSpent all afternoon yesterday with some firefighters on their way from the west coast to New Orleans.  They've been hold up in a hotel for three days waiting for deployment.  You can see the anxiousness and restlessness.  They want to get out there and do their job.  It was nice to be part of effort by keeping the rescue workers refreshed. I have two uncles who are a part of the relief </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112584373633685889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112584373633685889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112584373633685889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112584373633685889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/09/disconnect-spent-all-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112541078527357141</id><published>2005-08-30T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T09:06:25.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sin: RedefinedI was reading Velvet Elvis by Rob Bell yesterday and I came across this quote.  Since I don't have the book in front of me here my paraphrase.Your life's pursuit is to be the person God made you to be, anything that get's in the way of that is Sin, and you need to remove it.What an interesting way viewing sin.  Sin isn't just the moral problems I have.  It isn't just the laziness in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112541078527357141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112541078527357141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112541078527357141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112541078527357141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/08/sin-redefined-i-was-reading-velvet.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112489601257547472</id><published>2005-08-24T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T10:06:52.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Deeply SaddenedYesterday I heard that Pat Robertson called for the assassination of Venezuelan leader Hugo Chavez.  That's right, a leader in Evangelical Christianity used his public forum to advise a practice that even our government staunchly condemns.  The reason: Chavez hangs out with Fidel Castro and is a critic of Pres. Bush.  I am sure that this guy is not a good man and I am not by any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112489601257547472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112489601257547472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112489601257547472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112489601257547472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/08/deeply-saddened-yesterday-i-heard-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112473040537528447</id><published>2005-08-22T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T12:06:58.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LuauLast night we had a Luau for the parents in our ministry. It was very casual. The point was to give our parents a chance to hang out with one another. I must say it was a success. We had a full pig smoked and tons of other goodies. I was amazed at how many parents showed up.What I really loved about the evening was that our ministry was able to be a blessing to our parents. That is really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112473040537528447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112473040537528447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112473040537528447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112473040537528447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/08/luau-last-night-we-had-luau-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112440145593154451</id><published>2005-08-18T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T16:44:15.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In my mind, I'm already goneSo, I have been aching to go on some sort of vacation.  So much so, that I have spent some significant time searching for beach destinations.  I haven't been swimming in an ocean for a few years (not counting Galveston, that's not really a beach).  My wife also haven't been away, just the two of us, since a year ago easter (San Antonio).  The summer at the church was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112440145593154451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112440145593154451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112440145593154451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112440145593154451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/08/in-my-mind-im-already-gone-so-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112414357598192993</id><published>2005-08-15T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T17:06:15.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>       Manah Manah                                       Without much arm twisting I convinced my wife to let me buy The Muppet Show: Season One. We watched the show until about one in the morning. Man, what a great comedic genius Jim Henson was! Non only that, he had the ability to tell a great story through puppets. I think he is one person I would really have loved to get to know. Yeah, he was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112414357598192993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112414357598192993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112414357598192993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112414357598192993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/08/manah-manah-without-much-arm-twisting.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112368760310722499</id><published>2005-08-10T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T10:26:43.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lovin' Summer  My first summer at TBC is nearing an end.  What an amazing ride it has been.  I can't help but think of all the cool things that have happened to us.  First, I want to say that it has been an an overwhelming feeling to be welcomed into the high school group.  Parents, students, church family, they have all been very kind to me these past few months.  I can't express how much it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112368760310722499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112368760310722499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112368760310722499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112368760310722499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/08/lovin-summer-my-first-summer-at-tbc-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112318249728832502</id><published>2005-08-04T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T14:08:17.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Treasures of the pastA few nights ago the wifey and I, up to our ears in boxes, found some old CD's.  She had unearthed a few Pearl Jam albums and we excitedly gave them a spin.  Man, I forgot how great these albums are!  What is cool is that all these memories flooded back into my brain about where I was in life when I first listened to the albums.  I think the soundtrack of my life is a very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112318249728832502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112318249728832502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112318249728832502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112318249728832502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/08/treasures-of-past-few-nights-ago-wifey.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112299213044157501</id><published>2005-08-02T09:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T09:15:30.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Confirmation So, we are completely moved into our house.  Within three hours of having the boxes under our roof, three sets of students come by to hang out.  Man, it was such a confirmation that we were doing the right thing.  Over these past 10-12 months, we have been searching for God's leading into a new ministry and since coming to the new place, there has been confirmation after confirmation</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112299213044157501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112299213044157501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112299213044157501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112299213044157501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/08/confirmation-so-we-are-completely.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112249161854043595</id><published>2005-07-27T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:13:38.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New HomeThis week the wifey and I have been moving into our new home slowly but surely this week.  A car load here and there really adds up.  Last night it was dishes, some decorations and a brand new lawn mower.  After I put the mower together, I sat outside and watched as lightning illuminated the western sky just outside our door.  It was calm, peaceful and oh so relaxing.  I have missed the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112249161854043595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112249161854043595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112249161854043595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112249161854043595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-home-this-week-wifey-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112231809042909602</id><published>2005-07-25T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T14:01:30.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission Trip RecapSo, I am still trying to recooperate from last weeks trip.  We took 14 high school students to a camp that serves kids with disabilities.  I must say that I am super impressed with our kids.  They changed diapers, gave showers, fed and cared for these campers much like Jesus would have done.  I also really enjoyed having the time to get to know the students on a deeper level.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112231809042909602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112231809042909602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112231809042909602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112231809042909602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/07/mission-trip-recap-so-i-am-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112129407371949615</id><published>2005-07-13T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T17:34:33.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tune InSo, last week I am driving home from a long day of class and I see a father and daughter behind me.  The wierd thing was that the daughter was sitting shotgun with her iPod earbuds in.  Now, I watched them for what must have been a good ten minutes.  They didn't say one word to each other.  This seems to be a great visual of what is going on in the lives of my students.  I wondered what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112129407371949615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112129407371949615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112129407371949615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112129407371949615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/07/tune-in-so-last-week-i-am-driving-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112110094566766594</id><published>2005-07-11T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T11:55:45.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>D-U-NAs of 2:45 CST, Saturday July 9th I am offically done with my schooling.  I can't even begin to tell you what a relief it is to be done.  I really enjoyed my time at seminary, loved the classes and grew a ton.  I always, however, felt that I was in transition.  Now things in my life are starting to solidify and I am really liking that.  I have a full time ministry position, school is over, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112110094566766594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112110094566766594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112110094566766594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112110094566766594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/07/d-u-n-as-of-245-cst-saturday-july-9th.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112067145132027510</id><published>2005-07-06T12:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T12:37:31.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Up for AirSo, this week I am been in class from 8-5.  So, far the class has been pretty good.  I am learning so much about the prophets and of how patient God is.  Every time we study a new prophet I see Him longing to be reconciled with His people.  The prophets are no longer doomsday proclaimers in my eyes, they are the upholders of God's loyal love. However I am wiped out already (and it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112067145132027510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112067145132027510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112067145132027510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112067145132027510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/07/up-for-air-so-this-week-i-am-been-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-112016916992025754</id><published>2005-06-30T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T17:06:09.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Torrential DownpourThe last few hours has literally rained task upon task for me.  Surprisingly, I have done pretty well.  Isn't it amazing how an abnormally slow paced day makes me less likely to get things done than a really fast paced day.  In no way am I advocating that I take on more work, but I am surprised at myself some days.  I almost feel like a super hero...almost.  Have a great fourth</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/112016916992025754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=112016916992025754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112016916992025754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/112016916992025754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/06/torrential-downpour-last-few-hours-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111999466360712002</id><published>2005-06-28T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T16:37:43.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111999466360712002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111999466360712002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111999466360712002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111999466360712002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/06/take-mit-weblog-survey.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111988375685828034</id><published>2005-06-27T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T09:49:16.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blessings So, while I was grumbling last week, God was working. I got a call last Friday from my cousin who wanted to know if the wife and I would like head to the lake after church on Sunday. So I got to do some boarding anyway. God is so good. Little blessings like these overwhelm me sometimes.  It just goes to show that God cares about us and is creative enough to bless the socks off us.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111988375685828034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111988375685828034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111988375685828034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111988375685828034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/06/blessings-so-while-i-was-grumbling.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111948191313357010</id><published>2005-06-22T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T18:11:53.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Answer to "Anonymous"Some comments I received to my last post concerned me.  For one thing I was accused of some very serious offenses.  Secondly, the accuser failed to include his/her identity.  From the tone and content of these comments I can tell that this person has some personal knowledge of my family and fosters some hostility toward us.  Let me air some grievances to you, "anonymous", </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111948191313357010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111948191313357010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111948191313357010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111948191313357010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/06/answer-to-anonymous-some-comments-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111945927371142932</id><published>2005-06-22T11:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T11:54:33.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Self-InterestedLast night I was invited to a special party.  My nephew is turning 4 this monday.  Now you may think me a jerk for saying this, but I am dissappointed about the party.  Not that I don't love my nephew, my brother or anything like that.  The deal is there has been a lake party planned for weeks and now I can't go.  If you know anything about me, you'll understand how much I love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111945927371142932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111945927371142932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111945927371142932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111945927371142932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/06/self-interested-last-night-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111927898554903602</id><published>2005-06-20T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T09:49:45.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sound of SilenceI have noticed a marked silence among many of my blogging friends as of late.  Some of them are by personality infrequent posters.  Others are busy and then there are some that puzzle me with their silence.  This has left me with a case of online isolation syndrome.  One of the things I love about the web is that I can maintain contact with friends and family from all over the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111927898554903602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111927898554903602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111927898554903602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111927898554903602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/06/sound-of-silence-i-have-noticed-marked.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111894933206357033</id><published>2005-06-16T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T14:15:32.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Super Size ME!So, I have been eating a lot more fast food than I am used to.  Mostly because I work so far from home.  Also, because its summer and hanging out with students means eating with them.  It has made me feel sick a lot of the time.  I come home and feel so tired.  I am looking forward to having a place closer to work so lunches and dinners are more convenient.  I am asking you, my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111894933206357033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111894933206357033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111894933206357033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111894933206357033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/06/super-size-me-so-i-have-been-eating.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111876202716151717</id><published>2005-06-14T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T15:47:00.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Home SearchSo this weekend the wifey and I went house shopping and we actually found a cool place to live. It is in the community of our new church home and close the to students we mnister to. All this and it is a brand new home. OK, so that was the easy part. Now there are loans to be negotiated, insurance to purchase, forms to sign and a overall barrage of confusion on our part. Please pray </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111876202716151717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111876202716151717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111876202716151717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111876202716151717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/06/home-search-so-this-weekend-wifey-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111808611195462952</id><published>2005-06-06T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T14:28:31.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Worship on the 3rd TeeboxThrough a series of unfortunate events, I ended up playing frisbee golf this morning.  The unfortunate event was that I didn't get enough sleep last night and yet I couldn't sleep any more due to renovations being made to my apartment.  Because of the crazy weekend I really wanted to sleep in really late, but God had other plans. So, I strapped on my iPod and headed to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111808611195462952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111808611195462952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111808611195462952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111808611195462952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/06/worship-on-3rd-teebox-through-series.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111796603956993903</id><published>2005-06-05T05:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T05:07:19.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Up all nightWell, it is five in the morning.  The rain is coming down and most of our high schoolers are asleep.  They are sprawled out all over the church.  This is my first major event as a high school pastor.  I must admit that I am happy with the relationships that are being formed here.  I am proud that our upper classmen have taken a real interest in our new family members.  Even exhausted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111796603956993903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111796603956993903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111796603956993903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111796603956993903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/06/up-all-night-well-it-is-five-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111755194659983580</id><published>2005-05-31T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T10:05:46.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Return of the Prodigal SonLast night I picked up Nouwen's Return of the Prodigal Son.  I read the book years ago and it touched me greatly.  As I opened the pages again my heart was renewed.  I was reminded of my similarity to the son.  It is the Father who has sought me and embraced me.  My need is great.  His provision is greater.  I was brought back to the moment of that embrace.  Why don't I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111755194659983580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111755194659983580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111755194659983580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111755194659983580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/05/return-of-prodigal-son-last-night-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111713689652312591</id><published>2005-05-26T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T14:48:16.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DreamsAs I have journeyed into this new ministry my new boss has constantly reminded me to dream big dreams.  I have noticed that as people get older they dream less.  Maybe it is because they realize that they no longer have time to accomplish those dreams.  Maybe they have been jaded by years of dissappointment.  It could be that they are settled in lives of quiet desparation.  I don't want to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111713689652312591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111713689652312591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111713689652312591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111713689652312591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/05/dreams-as-i-have-journeyed-into-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111686074847661359</id><published>2005-05-23T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T10:05:48.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bon VoyageYesterday was the going away party from our old church.  What a wonderful reception.  There were plenty of students, laughs, and stories.  I know this sounds really selfish, but it felt real awesome to have people validate the work I have been doing all these years.  To hear it from students and co-laborers really made me feel like I had been doing a good job.  I know that ultimately it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111686074847661359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111686074847661359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111686074847661359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111686074847661359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/05/bon-voyage-yesterday-was-going-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111645254052800041</id><published>2005-05-18T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T16:42:20.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Highs and SighsI have officially finished my first ministry budget ever!  I am actually proud of myself for accomplishing it.  When it all came down to it, it wa about $200 less than what my predecessor envisioned.On a sad note, I have been iPod-less for about three weeks now.  Mine bombed out on me so I sent it back to be repaired.  Today I received a replacement.  So I went to retrieve my songs</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111645254052800041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111645254052800041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111645254052800041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111645254052800041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/05/highs-and-sighsi-have-officially.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111608921113404471</id><published>2005-05-14T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T10:03:43.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So much has happened this week it's hard to know where to begin. First, Wednesday was my first time with the new group. Things went really well. We had a praise and worship night. I am so impressed by the spiritual depth of some of these students. Depth mixed with craziness at times. Earlier that evening I was landblasted by a few dozen water balloons (a nice welcome don't you think?). I actually</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111608921113404471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111608921113404471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111608921113404471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111608921113404471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-much-has-happened-this-week-its_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111583047921782068</id><published>2005-05-11T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T11:54:39.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WesnawSo, I had staff retreat with the new church this past mon-tues.  It was a great time and I really enjoyed myself.  What I really enjoyed was the laughs shared together.  If the last few days is any indication I am going to like working with this team.  I felt free to let my true self shine through.  I am really glad God has brought us to a place where we fit in and belong.The highlight of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111583047921782068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111583047921782068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111583047921782068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111583047921782068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/05/wesnaw-so-i-had-staff-retreat-with-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111531235095907039</id><published>2005-05-05T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T11:59:10.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>End of an EraSo last night was my last wednesday with our kids. I remembered early on that day that this was my sixth year working with middle schoolers. That means six years of wednesdays. Six years of silly games and gross foods and sweaty bodies. I have so enjoyed my time here. Some special things happened last night that I will never forget. First, my small group had a party for me and one of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111531235095907039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111531235095907039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111531235095907039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111531235095907039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/05/end-of-era-so-last-night-was-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111505245001646634</id><published>2005-05-02T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T11:47:30.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life as a lame duckSometimes I don't know what to do with myself.  I am pretty much done here at my current church and don't officially start at my new church until May 15th.  I feel bad for laying around the house a bunch and watching movies.  I feel like I should get busy or something.  Whenever I get these rediculous thoughts in my head I remember all the weekends I won't be able to relax.  So</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111505245001646634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111505245001646634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111505245001646634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111505245001646634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-as-lame-duck-sometimes-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111470752688614062</id><published>2005-04-28T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T11:58:46.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Next StepThanks for All of you who have been praying for us these past months.  The time of searching is over.  Kara and I have accepted a position as a high school pastor in a town west of Fort Worth.  We really feel this is what God has been preparing for us this whole time.  Our home for the past six years has been wonderfully gracious to the both of us. I am excited about the new chapter </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111470752688614062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111470752688614062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111470752688614062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111470752688614062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/04/next-step-thanks-for-all-of-you-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111445090516424439</id><published>2005-04-25T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T12:41:45.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Favorite Phrase of Sunday"I finally have my fish tacos"-Uttered by me when we got home from Baja Fresh a Cali chain that just opened in Fort Worth. I am so pumped about this place. I have been missing the Fish Taco since I left Cali. There are a few places that make them here, but to be honest, they suck. We have tried to make them ourselves and have had success. If you are happen to make your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111445090516424439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111445090516424439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111445090516424439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111445090516424439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/04/favorite-phrase-of-sunday-i-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111418851518212770</id><published>2005-04-22T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T11:48:35.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"And the lonely voice of youth cries, 'What is truth?'"That is a line from a song by the late great Johnny Cash.  I think that question is still valid today.  I hear from adults that teenagers today don't believe in truth any more.  They are relativistic, being tossed around by a sea of changing ideas.What if the issue isn't how sinful and unbelieving this generation is?  What if the issue is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111418851518212770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111418851518212770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111418851518212770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111418851518212770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/04/and-lonely-voice-of-youth-cries-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111400631770493980</id><published>2005-04-20T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T09:11:57.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On the Upside of DownThis morning things are feeling much rosier than they have been in a while.  Although things are not final yet, the future does seem a lot clearer.  Anxiety has transformed into anticipation.  I pity my prof's at school because my concentration is going to be slim to none for the next few weeks.  Thanks to all who have been praying for my wife and me.  We have felt God's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111400631770493980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111400631770493980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111400631770493980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111400631770493980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/04/on-upside-of-down-this-morning-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111392463148627605</id><published>2005-04-19T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T10:30:31.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Coming Back From CaliSo this weekend was great.  I enjoyed the time away from the stressful thoughts in my life.  I also learned a few things while I was there:I really miss So. Cali.  I realize that I feel at home there, much more so than I ever do in Texas.  I know that I will probably never get to live there again (too much money$$$$), and that makes me a little sad on the inside. I miss </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111392463148627605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111392463148627605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111392463148627605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111392463148627605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/04/coming-back-from-cali-so-this-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111349578855605158</id><published>2005-04-14T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T11:23:08.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy B-day to the wifeyMy wife is so great and I hope she has a wonderful birthday today!  She is smart, beautiful, hardworking, sensitive, funny and creative.  I am so blessed to have her in my life.  So what did I get the woman of my dreams for this occasion?  A Calvin and Hobbs book, some ceramic ramekins, and a chocolate orange.  The iPod will have to wait until Christmas.  I love you honey!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111349578855605158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111349578855605158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111349578855605158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111349578855605158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-b-day-to-wifey-my-wife-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111340723449581180</id><published>2005-04-13T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T10:47:14.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Isaiah 12Songs of Praise    1 In that day you will say:       "I will praise you, O LORD .    Although you were angry with me,    your anger has turned away    and you have comforted me.    2 Surely God is my salvation;    I will trust and not be afraid.   The LORD , the LORD , is my strength and my song;    he has become my salvation."    3 With joy you will draw water    from the wells of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111340723449581180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111340723449581180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111340723449581180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111340723449581180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/04/isaiah-12-songs-of-praise-1-in-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111331679705097730</id><published>2005-04-12T09:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T09:39:57.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Experiential TheologyI have had some thoughts rolling around in my brain for quite some time and it is time for me to jot them down.  Growing up in the church I can't tell you how many times I have heard people tell me not to trust my feelings.  "They'll lead you astray," some have told me.  We read passages that say, the heart is deceitful above all things (Jeremiah 7:9).  Campus Crusade taught </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111331679705097730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111331679705097730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111331679705097730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111331679705097730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/04/experiential-theology-i-have-had-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111280212620034718</id><published>2005-04-06T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T10:42:06.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hamburger HelperIn light of the more heavy posts over the past few days I thought I would lighten the mood a bit with a theme of acclaim concerning the wonderful invention of Hamburger Helper.  Now, my wife and I consider ourselves fairly gourmet in our tastes.  We understand the difference between high quality and low quality foods, but we can't get enough of that wonderful one-dish meal.  Last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111280212620034718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111280212620034718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111280212620034718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111280212620034718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/04/hamburger-helper-in-light-of-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111271844711682417</id><published>2005-04-05T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T11:27:27.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For KarolI have been thinking much lately about the passing of the Pope.  As a former Roman Catholic I must admit that I have very little ties with my religious heritage.  Many evangelicals are skepical that Catholics are even Christians.  We see that all Catholics worship Mary and think good works get you into heaven.  As a result we have lost respect for the Pope and I am ashamed of that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111271844711682417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111271844711682417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111271844711682417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111271844711682417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/04/for-karol-i-have-been-thinking-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111237411844735042</id><published>2005-04-01T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T10:48:38.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PessimisticI have never been an overly pessimistic person.  In general I tend to be a glass is half full kinda guy.  This past couple of weeks, though, I have been hit with a wave of pessimism.  I am constantly hearing from people phrases like, "Don't worry God has something better for you."  How can you know what God has planned for me?  What if Job's friends had said that?  We would have run </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111237411844735042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111237411844735042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111237411844735042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111237411844735042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/04/pessimistic-i-have-never-been-overly.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111211202892107338</id><published>2005-03-29T09:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T10:00:28.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WWJSL (What Would Jesus Smell Like) So, I found this candle that is supposed to smell like Jesus.  It's supposed to be based off Ps. 45:8 that describes the smell of the Messiah's robe.  And you wonder why we Christians have a bad name sometimes.  I am sure Jesus stunk pretty bad.  He didn't just smell like aloe, myrrh and cassia.  He smelled like aloe, myrrh, cassia and body odor.  These heavy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111211202892107338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111211202892107338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111211202892107338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111211202892107338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/03/wwjsl-what-would-jesus-sme_111211202892107338.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111202385509806134</id><published>2005-03-28T09:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T10:53:25.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RejectedSo, how do I feel?  I feel rejected.  They told me I was special.  They told me they were excited about Kara and I.  They filled my head with visions and I believed them.  I started planning.  But it was not meant to be.I didn't guard my heart and it bit me in the butt. I was finally starting to get over my fear that I didn't belong.  With one five minute phone call all those feelings </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111202385509806134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111202385509806134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111202385509806134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111202385509806134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/03/rejected-so-how-do-i-feel-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601279.post-111168669605617285</id><published>2005-03-24T11:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T11:51:36.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A DeclarationTown Crier: "Hear Ye.  Hear Ye.  It has come to my attention that one Kevin Libick has been discovered as a selfish meathead.  He has been charged by the Authority of this land with the crime of extreme self-regard.  On multiple occasions he has been seen running around wearing only his personal concerns.  On recent meetings with the Town Authority Kevin has pled only for his case </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/feeds/111168669605617285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5601279&amp;postID=111168669605617285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111168669605617285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5601279/posts/default/111168669605617285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinlibick.blogspot.com/2005/03/declaration-town-crier-hear-ye.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13553005723337041687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G7Bj7YfymZA/R4jqG3sV3mI/AAAAAAAAABM/LdtlZxzBxAs/S220/kevinkarares.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
