<?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-7017676918898310729</id><updated>2012-01-13T17:55:22.957-05:00</updated><category term='essays'/><category term='racism'/><category term='right to god'/><category term='bible'/><category term='trinity'/><category term='Christian'/><category term='sexism'/><category term='writers'/><category term='god and martial arts'/><title type='text'>The Right to God, for everyday people</title><subtitle type='html'>Ron &amp;amp; Jennie Dugan&amp;#39;s blog. God isn&amp;#39;t reserved for spiritual masters. God is for everyone.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jennie Dugan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01972460125007738717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--V6OkE1Ucfw/TrahUIGnHJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/v7J8NRga0Xc/s220/JennieProPhoto.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017676918898310729.post-8260092311736073704</id><published>2012-01-13T07:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T07:46:21.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipe for Conflict: Paul, Women and Corinthians</title><content type='html'>I know you think you know where this is going, but unless you know me really well, you might not. It’s this thing about the apostle Paul. If there’s a controversy about what the Bible really says, it’s likely Paul is at the heart of it. So, I get up this morning, and there he is, standing in my head. So, I was like, “Hey, hi.” And he was like, “You got a problem with some of the things I wrote?” And I was like, “Yeah.” And he was all like, “Take a seat. Let’s chat.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Soon, there I was with a cup of coffee, my computer and the apostle Paul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Hit me. What bothers you? Not life in general. That’s not my thing. But my writing. My letters. How could you possibly find fault with them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; It’s not me. It’s that passage about women. People keep throwing it in my face, like I’m supposed to be subservient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; When did I say women were subservient? Subservient to who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; You know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;(no response)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Laughter, finally subsides.)&lt;/i&gt; Show me where I said that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Right here. Corinthians 11:2. You say women are below men. “The head of every man is Christ. The head of woman is man.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; If you’re going to be ignorant, don’t come whining to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Me: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Who are you calling ignorant? You wrote it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; You read half of it and stop, and then you want to pick a fight. If you’re only going to read half of my letters, don’t bother at all. Look right here, two paragraphs later: “But among the Lord’s people, women are not independent of men, and men are not independent of women. Although the first woman came from man, every other man was born from a woman, and everything comes from God.” Among the Lord’s people. Are you among the Lord’s people? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Oh, wow. So, who were you talking to up here? Why did you say women were subservient to men?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; The Corinthians had a cartload of questions. They just didn’t get it. God loved them so much. The Holy Spirit came on them and blessed them with the pure essence of God’s love, and they let that slip away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; So, they wanted to know how to live under God’s rule? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Something like that. They wanted to live like the Roman Jews. They wanted to know the hierarchy, the old Jewish Law. I gave it to them, because they were slipping, and something is better than nothing. But the truth is, when they were living in the Holy Spirit, they knew they all were servants of God. Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Well, what about his, where you say, “The head of woman is man” &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;(1 Corinthians 11:3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Raised his eyebrows.) And what about this? “For although the first &lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt; came from &lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;, every other &lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt; was born from a &lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt;, and everything comes from God” &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;(1 Corinthians 11:11-13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Oh. You did say that. You were kind of conflicting, you know? No offense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; None taken. Here’s how it works. When you’re in the spirit of God, it all makes sense, because you all love God first. You act out of love. Women care for men out of love, but they serve as our Lord served, out of love. Men care for women better than they care for themselves, out of love. This whole all-about-me mentality flies out the window, for everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; So…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; If someone is trying to make you feel subservient, then they aren’t in the Spirit, and you are not subject to them. You’re subject to God. Sometimes, you’ll be led to do for those who can’t. Other times, you’ll leave it alone, because you do more harm by helping. Make sense?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Yep. Been there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Then trust me. God loves you. You are meant to be a strong, beautiful woman. And your husband is meant to be a strong, beautiful man. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;(Okay, he might not have said beautiful, but it does sound good, doesn’t it?)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; But if we’re both strong-willed, won’t that create conflict?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I didn’t say strong-willed. I said strong. Be strong in faith, even when it’s hard ---especially when it’s hard. Be strong in knowing the Lord’s law that lives in your heart. When you’re both doing that, then you’re both serving God. Then, there is no conflict. There’s only love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; That was kind of cool. Maybe you should have written that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Paul:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Maybe you should read the whole letter instead of taking my words out of context.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Luckily, he winked at me when he said it. I hope he comes back tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I know this sounds crazy, but if I’m going to have an imaginary friend, I’d rather it be someone like Paul than someone who beats me up for being imperfect. So much more pleasant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017676918898310729-8260092311736073704?l=righttogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/feeds/8260092311736073704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2012/01/recipe-for-conflict-paul-women-and.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/8260092311736073704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/8260092311736073704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2012/01/recipe-for-conflict-paul-women-and.html' title='Recipe for Conflict: Paul, Women and Corinthians'/><author><name>Jennie Dugan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01972460125007738717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--V6OkE1Ucfw/TrahUIGnHJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/v7J8NRga0Xc/s220/JennieProPhoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017676918898310729.post-1871833876721154299</id><published>2011-12-23T07:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T07:01:52.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond the Third Mansion: Don't blame Oprah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I heard a Christian speaker refer to the Oprah-brand of Christianity, I didn’t have to wait for the explanation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I already knew what he meant.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He was talking about the wave of eastern mysticism washing over our bookshelves.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He was talking about Buddhism, Taoism and an it’s-all-good teaching that says, if you like Christianity, that’s fine, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; D&lt;/span&gt;on’t blame Oprah Winfrey for giving people what they’re craving.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Her book club selection, “A New Earth,” by Eckart Tolle, sold nearly five million copies.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Oprah XM (radio) carried Marianne Williamson teaching “A Course in Miracles,” by Dr. Helen Schucman, a book that has sold over a million copies.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Books by her friend and guest, Wayne Dyer, have sold in the millions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; T&lt;/span&gt;hese writers and speakers met people where their craving lies.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We tell ourselves God meets us where we are, but when I turn to Christian media, I hear the same message over and over, writing and speaking geared at the most basic of Christian teachings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;St. Teresa of Avila wrote of the mansions in God’s castle.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In the first house is humility, the place where forgiveness first takes root.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;By the third house, the soul has glimpsed real communion with God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;By the fourth house, or mansion, God begins to flow freely, and intense, spiritually-guided prayer becomes routine.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;In the center, the interior castle, resides a place of complete union with God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;These eastern-bent authors and speakers are meeting people in the third and fourth mansion and beyond, while Christian communicators are often still in the first or second house.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We might argue it’s foundational and people aren’t getting it, but the masses tell us different.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;M&lt;/span&gt;illions of people are telling us they’re looking for that deeper walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This is a call to action to my fellow writers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;If we believe God meets us where we are, then let’s do no less as writers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Let’s meet people where they are.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Let’s take our writing into the third and fourth house and beyond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If you haven’t read “The Interior Castle,” I encourage you to.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;But be fairly warned.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;What you’ll find in our community of Christian teachers is there are some preaching from the first mansion, because that’s all they know.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We’re only capable of teaching at our own level and below.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We might recognize a higher level, but can’t teach it until we’ve reached it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Christianity is alive and vibrant, a beautiful truth filled with hope, joy and a deeper path than many imagine, a path many now think exists only in other religions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;As writers, let’s take the deeper walk to our friends and neighbors.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Let’s answer the craving and fill the need for teachings on the deeper spiritual path they’re seeking, and let’s do it from the Christian viewpoint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017676918898310729-1871833876721154299?l=righttogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/feeds/1871833876721154299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2011/12/beyond-third-mansion-call-to-action.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/1871833876721154299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/1871833876721154299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2011/12/beyond-third-mansion-call-to-action.html' title='Beyond the Third Mansion: Don&apos;t blame Oprah'/><author><name>Jennie Dugan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01972460125007738717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--V6OkE1Ucfw/TrahUIGnHJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/v7J8NRga0Xc/s220/JennieProPhoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017676918898310729.post-2716228145290167057</id><published>2011-12-07T07:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T07:08:00.225-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trinity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racism'/><title type='text'>The Trinity Twist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;A month before a tiny Kentucky church voted to ban interracial couples, Christian scholars warned that a growing twist on the holy trinity would lead to sexism and racism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The pastor of the church reversed the voted-in policy when the news swept like wildfire across the national media. Not to be harsh, but that is what it took. If I read it right, it appears there was some bullying going on, some hard-headed church members who bullied the rest into submission and rammed a vote through. What’s disturbing is that they felt empowered to go public with their racism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Before that, on November 7, 2011, bible scholars published “The Trinity Statement,” which sounded way too weighty for me. But I’m always intrigued by subtle twists on Christ’s real message for us, because we are loaded with them. The Trinity Statement was penned by Dr. William David Spencer, editor of Priscilla Papers, a journal focusing on biblical equality (the heck you say!). “The Trinity Statement” has this radical premise, that the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit are one. Not so radical, you say? A growing trend distorts that basic building block of our faith. This trend says that God is the king and Jesus and the Holy Spirit are subordinate to God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The first time I heard it a few years ago, I did a mental head wobble and dismissed it as not worth arguing over. But Dr. Spencer and a list of other bible scholars warned that the twist leads to sexism and racism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I got notice of the statement from the Evangelical Press Association via email. What it comes down to is this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;A hierarchy in the Trinity leads to hierarchy among human beings. If the Trinity contains ranks, humans must also display a ranking as they reflect the image of God. As Spencer says, this teaching has been used to argue that "some gender (usually the female) is ranked below the other (usually the male) and some "races" may be ranked below other "races." This conclusion not only undermines monotheism but also the equality of humanity as created in God's image."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;If you think this trend is dangerous, there’s a place to sign “The Trinity Statement” at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trinitystatement.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;www.trinitystatement.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;. Think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Blessings on you all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Jennie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017676918898310729-2716228145290167057?l=righttogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/feeds/2716228145290167057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2011/12/trinity-twist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/2716228145290167057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/2716228145290167057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2011/12/trinity-twist.html' title='The Trinity Twist'/><author><name>Jennie Dugan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01972460125007738717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--V6OkE1Ucfw/TrahUIGnHJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/v7J8NRga0Xc/s220/JennieProPhoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017676918898310729.post-6345648494199564089</id><published>2011-03-09T07:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T07:17:20.420-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><title type='text'>Stay A while</title><content type='html'>This contest brought an amazing caliber of entries. Seriously. The stack of entries considered to the very end was a couple of inches thick and carried from one room to another, to a restaurant to be discussed over dinner, some even sent to a back-up judge for an opinion. Some were off-the-hook creative. Some were so inspired. We were honored by the writing and thought that went into these. More than a few non-winners brought tears or peace or made us smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, I’ve sworn off contests. At that same time we ran this contest, I entered another contest and didn’t win. In the past, my responses to not winning ranged from anger (Oh, my gosh, my entry was much better!) to disappointment (I’m giving up. Who am I kidding? I can’t write!) to inspired (Wow, I can see why they won. That was good.). But this contest I was in finally made me realize something. For me, contests are a distraction from actually writing. I focus so much on what they want that I lose my focus on what I’m supposed to be writing. The creative flow is blocked. If I’m disappointed, I give up writing for at least three days while I nurse my wounds. Since writing is like breathing for me, that’s a long time. It’s even harder on Ron ---husband, co-publisher and co-editor--- because apparently, I sulk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has two projects: The Jesus Climate (my book in-progress) and an Echoes of The Right to God book ---your stories. We hope you’ll consider submitting for the Echoes of The Right to God print compilation planned for this year. We’re open for essays mostly, but will consider appropriate short fiction and poetry. We’re looking for works that reflect our original purpose. Echoes online journal has expanded to include many sides of God in our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But The Right to God is about seeing relationship with God in a new light, and that’s what we’re looking for. At the risk of being rebuffed, we’re going to pull out some previous non-winning entries that hinted there was more to the spiritual side than the story told. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re interested in what we won’t consider, here are a just a few points.&lt;br /&gt;• Anti-Christian works. I mean, really? We’re open to a range of backgrounds, but nearly every contest draws some anti-Christian writing, which surprises me. The first person to tell us they loved The Right to God was actually Muslim ---he borrowed his Christian wife’s copy before she had a chance to crack it open. We love that. We’re bridge-builders and ask the same in return.&lt;br /&gt;• Works that use foul language. We’re not being prissy. We want an online magazine that anyone can read and enjoy. Can you find another way to say it?&lt;br /&gt;• Works that have nothing to do with God. It can be brilliantly written and a fantastic concept, but works written around God go to a deeper level and the sense of God infuses it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana Santelli wrote a blog about how writers are hard on each other and can fall into resenting each other instead of supporting each other. A friend of mine has an art gallery. His artist friends rave about his work and support him every step. They seem to recognize that different doesn’t imply better or less. It’s just his time. Perhaps tomorrow is your time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, will you stay a while and read the rest of Echoes of The Right to God online? Will you consider submitting for the Echoes book? We hope so. We love our readers. We love our writers. We love God and hope this work helps people come closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings on your writing,&lt;br /&gt;Jennie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link to Diana’s blog: http://www.writerabroad.com/2010/07/jealousy-and-writing.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017676918898310729-6345648494199564089?l=righttogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/feeds/6345648494199564089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2011/03/stay-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/6345648494199564089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/6345648494199564089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2011/03/stay-while.html' title='Stay A while'/><author><name>Jennie Dugan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01972460125007738717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--V6OkE1Ucfw/TrahUIGnHJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/v7J8NRga0Xc/s220/JennieProPhoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017676918898310729.post-4476899847621117855</id><published>2010-10-12T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T22:19:36.598-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='right to god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essays'/><title type='text'>Why Didn't My Essay Win?</title><content type='html'>When you hate to hurt people’s feelings, it’s killer to spell out why an essay didn’t win. But a few people have wondered, even gone as far as hinting it would help their future chances and future writing. So, briefly, I’ll hit on a few reasons essays didn’t win our contests, and perhaps it will help in other contests and opportunities, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re a Christian magazine that believes in religious tolerance. We’re not anti-any religion, including our own. A few entries have been clearly anti-Christian. I’m so sorry. No matter how well it’s written, that just doesn’t work for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversely, some entries had a purpose of trying to convert people. They had a strong ‘my way, the only way’ feel to them. For some reason, that pushes us away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some really good entries have had some fatal traits. One writer has almost won twice, and both times lost because of repeating the same word or phrase so many times, it lost its impact and became an obstacle to the story. It was too bad, because they were deep messages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blush at this one, because I admit I’ve done this myself, and swear I will never do it again. Taking a well-written essay and tacking on the theme doesn’t work. Again, some well-written entries didn’t win, because they simply weren’t about our topic. Adding a line or two just didn’t make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m also guilty of this next one: preaching. We love essays that are personal and show your vulnerable side. Those preachy essays are easily corrected by admitting you’ve been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not going deep enough into yourself is another problem I’d love to see corrected by some talented writers. Several writers, some with professional credentials, seemed to keep their essays superficial. It’s another flaw I struggle with. Here’s my suggestion. As you write and re-read, ask yourself, “Why is that?” several times throughout the story. You might be surprised at what you realize. It also allows you to be vulnerable, which makes your story personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a call for essays is a call for essays. We turned down some good fiction and poetry, because it wasn’t what we wanted. But if that’s your specialty, when we call for fiction, I hope you’ll still submit to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017676918898310729-4476899847621117855?l=righttogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/feeds/4476899847621117855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-didnt-my-essay-win.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/4476899847621117855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/4476899847621117855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-didnt-my-essay-win.html' title='Why Didn&apos;t My Essay Win?'/><author><name>Jennie Dugan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01972460125007738717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--V6OkE1Ucfw/TrahUIGnHJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/v7J8NRga0Xc/s220/JennieProPhoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017676918898310729.post-4193942758925531771</id><published>2010-08-07T09:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T09:03:52.071-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god and martial arts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='right to god'/><title type='text'>It’s Like Martial Arts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When I taught martial arts, you had to perfect the basics before you could move on to the higher levels. My students always thought it was fun when they started learning flying kicks and techniques like that. But when it comes down to a street fight, to protecting yourself, you always go back to the basics. Bruce Lee even said that. You can learn advanced techniques and earn degrees of black belts in different styles, but when you need it, the only thing that counts is how well you do the basics.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Our book is like that, too. It's basic, easy reading. It's not filled with big words and theories. It's all things you can read and use immediately, today. "The Right to God" really is about your right to God, one of the most basic concepts there is. But when it comes right down to it, that's what's most important … the basics.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;---Ron Dugan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017676918898310729-4193942758925531771?l=righttogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/feeds/4193942758925531771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-like-martial-arts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/4193942758925531771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/4193942758925531771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-like-martial-arts.html' title='It’s Like Martial Arts'/><author><name>Jennie Dugan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01972460125007738717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--V6OkE1Ucfw/TrahUIGnHJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/v7J8NRga0Xc/s220/JennieProPhoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017676918898310729.post-9215598184533364073</id><published>2010-08-07T08:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T08:14:05.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What We Loved About the Winners</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you wonder why we chose the winning essays in our first contest, here's a short rundown. We'll also drop a few hints at what doesn't hit us quite right. And while we're at it, we'll let you know where we're willing to expand our borders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The winners were the ones we kept thinking about when we put the essays down and walked away. A nugget, a truth, an image lingered in our minds as we went to work or cooked supper. For Darlene Pistocchi's essay, our First Place, it was that single line that kept echoing in our minds: "What had I done to my canvas?" That one line sums up her entire essay and struck a chord. How many times have we felt like we really messed up the canvas this time? I loved the idea that it was a masterpiece once and could be again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Virgil Youngblood's Second Place essay was a different story. His created an image of a set-jawed, hard-lipped old time Christian, who then gave it all over to God, and watched a slow, miraculous change in his life. One after another, his realities shifted as he became a different person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stephanie Beck's Third Place essay, Peanut Butter Sandwiches, took another track entirely. Stephanie had that profound spiritual experience we were hoping to find in the essays. A moment swept over her and changed her life in a day. But something subtle lingered with us. When someone has an intense spiritual experience, people sometimes try to rationalize why it happened to "you, and not me." It ranges from, "It must have been because…" to disbelief to anger. On the radio recently, I heard a speaker passionately urging listeners to talk about their spiritual experiences, bordering on accusing people of being selfish by keeping it to themselves. The talk show host quickly called him on it, pointing to her own experience of people thinking she was crazy. "Besides," she said simply in a New York accent. "Not every experience is meant to be shared. Some are for us alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thomas Fuhrman raised just that question in his Fourth Place essay when he said, "I would like someone to believe me." Thomas did the most incredible thing. He prayed what, to us, is one of the hardest prayers. He said to God, if anything in his life stood between him and God, he wanted God to take it away. He didn't pick and choose. He said, "Anything." Sometimes when God answers a prayer, you alone have the strong sense of "God did this." It's personal, and no one else gets it like you do. As Thomas wrote, regardless of whether God actually "did this," Thomas's prayer and his reaction to a series of thefts brought him closer to God. We loved that. Instead of resenting God for something lost, he let it take him further down God's path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Charity Vester's Fifth Place essay did something few entries did. It made us laugh. It had humor. Why not? Isn't the spiritual path about losing burdens? But it also had that one line that carried on when we walked away. "I was supposed to be in Peru." That line has already become a metaphor for something that clearly wasn't on our agenda, but appears to be on God's plan. I hadn't planned to write a book about God. I had planned to write a novel. "I was supposed to be in Peru," I think, and I smile, because while Charity was cleaning up after dogs instead of wandering Peru, she was quietly spreading the truth, that relationship with God makes us happy, no matter how much the circumstance conflicts with our original plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For all of the winners, a common thread was the way they applied to everyday spirituality. We had some well-written, passionate entries that addressed hot-button issues. But our focus is the everyday walk, the people we love, the daily prayers and trials. We're unlikely to publish polarizing issues, unless it's part of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Both Sides Now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; column. We like the personal story, the one that makes us feel something, the line that lingers after we put down the paper. We are open to essays that explore walking with God in so many ways. It doesn't have to be distinctly Christian, but if it feels anti-Christian, it's not right for us. A few people have written and asked if we're open on certain things, like blog entries or fiction. (Yes, to blog entries, and no, not doing fiction right now.) If you have a question, feel free to shoot us an email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We want to bring people closer to God, and we're open on how that happens. This month's contest already has some interesting entries, some potential winners rising to the top. The deadline is August 15. If you have a story to tell, this is a great place for it. Check out the rules here: &lt;a href='http://www.righttogod.com/Rules.html'&gt;Echoes Essay Contest&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017676918898310729-9215598184533364073?l=righttogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/feeds/9215598184533364073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-we-loved-about-winners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/9215598184533364073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/9215598184533364073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-we-loved-about-winners.html' title='What We Loved About the Winners'/><author><name>Jennie Dugan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01972460125007738717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--V6OkE1Ucfw/TrahUIGnHJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/v7J8NRga0Xc/s220/JennieProPhoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017676918898310729.post-7409296493781611599</id><published>2010-03-24T03:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T03:32:12.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement: Essay Contest, And It Pays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ron and I have launched an essay contest and an on-line magazine to showcase it. And here's the gold key: It pays! $100 first prize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The topic is "Echoes of The Right to God." What that means is we want to hear stories that reflect our God-given right to walk with God. You don't have to read our book to enter the contest. Come on! We have no way of tracking who orders our book, unless they order direct from the author. But we do want essays that get it, if you know what I mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The whole contest has multiple purposes. It's to promote our book, sure, but it's also to promote the entire concept of having God's love, and using that as your launch point in life, instead of struggling with the many "rules" put on us by people who have something to gain personally from us buying into their rules. But here's where it gets tricky, and here's where you have to get it. We're not anti-church&lt;em&gt;. Far from it&lt;/em&gt;. Original Christianity is beautiful and liberating. It seems ironic that returning to a liberating, spiritual state is actually considered renegade Christianity by some. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be fair warned! We've already been told some of our beliefs are outside of the mainstream of Christian thought. So be it. We believe it's completely Biblical, but when you read our book or our on-line journal, that's why we encourage you to look up every verse. See what it says around it. Pray on it, and see what you think. We've also been told by other Christians in the mainstream that they completely agree with our views. One close friend confided that she had a crisis of faith about a year ago ---I'm sorry I didn't pick up on it. Part of that crisis was some of the teachings that she just can't reconcile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our on-line journal is going to take on some of those topics, those hard questions dividing Christians. We're not out to attack anybody. We're after respectful discussion and insightful thinking. Christians are whispering that they're divided on issues. Worse, some of these rules and thought lines are creating a place where some people believe they're too bad even for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The other day, I heard someone speaking on the radio about a set of rules laid out in Ephesians that are inviolable. The speaker was spelling out the hard rules, the big daddies, where you have no tolerance for other opinions, and beneath that were soft rules, where you had your beliefs but could have tolerance for other thoughts. I've read Ephesians, and I didn't remember these rules, but, hey,  I'm no Bible scholar, so I looked the verses up. What I found was that the author, Paul, was talking about fruits of the spirit. He didn't call them rules, couched in threats. They reflected God's love growing in us, &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; the other way around, where we prove our love to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So many of the current thoughts subtly  ---sometimes not so subtly--- encourage a belief of 'good Christian', 'bad Christian.' But C.S. Lewis said it best in &lt;em&gt;Mere Christianity&lt;/em&gt; when he said good Christian or bad Christian is a myth. Christian is a noun. You are or you aren't. It's not a measurement, but a definition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We're out to undo some of the misconceptions pushing people away from God, away from Christianity, sometimes out of ignorance, sometimes out of greed. Agree with us or not, why not join in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's our site. There's a link on the first page to the essay contest and on-line journal. www.RightToGod.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Welcome aboard. Let's have fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017676918898310729-7409296493781611599?l=righttogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/feeds/7409296493781611599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2010/03/announcement-essay-contest-and-it-pays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/7409296493781611599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/7409296493781611599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2010/03/announcement-essay-contest-and-it-pays.html' title='Announcement: Essay Contest, And It Pays!'/><author><name>Jennie Dugan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01972460125007738717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--V6OkE1Ucfw/TrahUIGnHJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/v7J8NRga0Xc/s220/JennieProPhoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017676918898310729.post-3952011932173833896</id><published>2009-11-29T08:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T08:56:28.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At The Kitchen Table</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friends and Fam, Tyndale is giving away NLT Bibles. The contest is to tell what you like about the NLT. We have about 5 Bibles, but this is the one that's normally found where I drink my morning coffee. I encourage you all to enter. If you haven't seen the NLT, you can go to &lt;a href='http://www.biblegateway.com'&gt;www.biblegateway.com&lt;/a&gt; and do a verse lookup, and compare several Bible versions. &lt;em&gt;Very&lt;/em&gt; enlightening. (BTW, they're also giving away a trip for 4 to the Holy Land. But I'm hoping to win the 100 Bibles for the Cherry Street Mission/Sparrow's Nest.) Here's the link: &lt;a href='http://biblecontest.newlivingtranslation.com'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana; font-size:7pt'&gt;http://biblecontest.newlivingtranslation.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The NLT Bible makes me feel like it's a friend sitting down at the kitchen table with me. Other books may have poetic phrasing, but somehow the shalls and thous create distance for me. The way the NLT is written is everyday language. It pulls me in, and the writing becomes so real. I especially love this one in Matthew. "Keep on asking, and you will be given what you ask for. Keep on looking, and you will find. Keep on knocking, and the door will be opened" (Matt 7:7, NLT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd read it, and I understood it. Yet when I saw it in the NLT, it suddenly seemed like a personal note written especially to me. Instead of a student struggling to understand a teacher, it's like friends talking. That's what I love about the NLT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the link one more time: &lt;a href='http://biblecontest.newlivingtranslation.com'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Verdana; font-size:7pt'&gt;http://biblecontest.newlivingtranslation.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017676918898310729-3952011932173833896?l=righttogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/feeds/3952011932173833896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2009/11/at-kitchen-table.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/3952011932173833896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/3952011932173833896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2009/11/at-kitchen-table.html' title='At The Kitchen Table'/><author><name>Jennie Dugan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01972460125007738717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--V6OkE1Ucfw/TrahUIGnHJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/v7J8NRga0Xc/s220/JennieProPhoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017676918898310729.post-4288904764954150968</id><published>2009-11-28T08:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T08:23:54.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving to a Three-Year Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    They were all here. Five kids and spouses, fiancés and girlfriends, not to mention the grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    There were two toddlers, one who looks like a Cherokee princess and is as gentle as the breeze, and another who looks like Hercules and wears mischief like a t-shirt &lt;em&gt;"Oh, look, a glass crock pot lid someone overlooked!"'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    A four-year old skipped up to me. "Ahma Jennie (that's what she calls me), I found some money." She handed me a penny and skipped off, and yes, she really skips through the house. It's now Saturday and I'm still carrying the penny in my pocket. Somehow, it's more valuable than gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    The pre-basted turkey was dry, but improvable with gravy, which was fantastic. The stuffing was lousy ---another Rachel Ray-copy failure. But they were all here, unplanned. We do an open house on Thanksgiving, because I remember the mother-in-law run, and I want our children to have fun, to visit, to come when they can. We've done it for years, but this year, I woke up Thanksgiving Day wishing it was different. I wanted that long dinner table with eighteen people gathered around. Of course, it wouldn't be, and the open house makes more sense. Still, for some reason, I pined for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    And then, completely spontaneous, the kids called and texted, each asking the next what time they'd be here. We knew nothing about it until they all showed up within a few minutes of each other, not because I wanted it that way, but because they wanted to see each other. That was the first moment of gratitude. Then I realized that, as much as I wanted it, we didn't have enough plates in the cupboard. But we did have cartons of plates from parents and grandparents stored in the basement. One of the boys brought a box up. A seven-year old helped me wash and dry them. Then she wiped off the card table and tray tables. She was good at that, she informed me. Gratitude point number two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    But the take-away moment of the day came after dinner, when I was at the sink. A three-year old standing on a kitchen chair next to me was helping with dishes. "Did you have a good day?" I asked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    "Yes," she said plainly, like she didn't understand the question. "I have a good day every day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    And with that, she summarized what Thanksgiving is about. It's my new favorite phrase. I think I'll frame it and hang it on a wall, so I always remember. "I have a good day every day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    Out of the mouths of babes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017676918898310729-4288904764954150968?l=righttogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/feeds/4288904764954150968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-to-three-year-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/4288904764954150968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/4288904764954150968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-to-three-year-old.html' title='Thanksgiving to a Three-Year Old'/><author><name>Jennie Dugan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01972460125007738717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--V6OkE1Ucfw/TrahUIGnHJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/v7J8NRga0Xc/s220/JennieProPhoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017676918898310729.post-4587777907467178063</id><published>2009-11-25T07:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T07:23:36.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living St. Francis: Can I really do it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been thinking lately about the prayer of St. Francis of Assisi, especially this line: "Grant that I may not so much seek to be loved, as to love." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This morning, I was looking for something unique to put on Christmas cards about the birth of Jesus ---such a lofty reason for reading the Bible. I came across the passage about Joseph realizing Mary, his betrothed, was pregnant, and he wasn't the daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Joseph, her fiancé, being a just man, decided to break the engagement quietly, so as not to disgrace her publicly" (Matt 1:19, NLT LASB).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joseph did what the St. Francis prayer says. He showed love, even when his heart was broken. He showed respect, even when he felt disrespected. He cared first about her, and then about himself. If he was here today, he wouldn't go on Jerry Springer or Cheaters to publicly humiliate her. Knowing nothing else about Joseph, the man, he shines with a new light for me. It says more about Joseph than it does about Mary. It's not about what she did ---what he &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; she did--- but about how he responded. That was with love and respect, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's easy to love strangers and not expect love back, but when someone close insults me, can I still show love? Like Joseph, it doesn't mean I continue in hurtful situations, but Joseph was better than I am at pulling back without trying to rally public support for a private injustice. When my feelings are hurt, or my pride wounded, can I quietly walk away without telling anyone why? It goes beyond radical insults, like unfaithfulness, to everyday thoughtless comments. Can I show love first, and &lt;em&gt;quietly&lt;/em&gt; distance myself? I'm not so sure I have in the past ---okay, I'm sure I &lt;em&gt;haven't&lt;/em&gt;. But today, I'm going to try to be more like Joseph and live the prayer of St. Francis. If someone is hurtful or a place is wrong for me, I'll make plans to move on privately, so as not to disgrace anyone publicly, because that's the kind of person I want to be. It has less to do with that other person, and everything to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's how Joseph showed what the prayer of St. Francis taught. "Grant that I may not so much seek to be loved, as to love." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017676918898310729-4587777907467178063?l=righttogod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/feeds/4587777907467178063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2009/11/living-st-francis-can-i-really-do-it.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/4587777907467178063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017676918898310729/posts/default/4587777907467178063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://righttogod.blogspot.com/2009/11/living-st-francis-can-i-really-do-it.html' title='Living St. Francis: Can I really do it?'/><author><name>Jennie Dugan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01972460125007738717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--V6OkE1Ucfw/TrahUIGnHJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/v7J8NRga0Xc/s220/JennieProPhoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
