The day started with a drive to Mt. Carmel (1 Kings 18). Where Elijah ‘fought’ with the 450 prophets of Baal and won! One man with God on his side- defeating 450 men! Elijah knew, as we should – the he and God were a majority! I imagined the entire scene as Lon read the passage. I love the way God’s glory was revealed- read over the story yourself and be reminded of the amazing God we serve.
We then traveled to Caesarea on the coast of the Mediterranean – absolutely breathtaking! We stood in the stone amphitheater and my first thought was, “Frontline Caesarea!” Hey, why not. If we can use technology to start a church in Arlington…why not Caesarea? Paul was imprisoned in this city for two years.
Apart from the stunning architecture, the most significant thing I saw from a biblical perspective was the “Pontius Pilate Stone.” For centuries there have been people who have said that there is no evidence other than the biblical record that Pontius Pilate ever existed. Pontius Pilate was the governor of Judea at the time of Christ and Jesus was brought before him just before Jesus was crucified (Matthew 27). But, archeology has once again proven the Bible to be completely accurate! The name of Pontius Pilate was found inscribed in stone at Caesarea! He was in Jerusalem at the time of the Passover Feast when Jesus was arrested but he was stationed in Caesarea by the Romans. Most likely, because the city had been built in a more Roman fashion- with a large amphitheatre, hippodrome (horse racing), and a large port - he was comfortable here. There was also an aqueduct leading to the city, along the Mediterranean coast and it is still standing.
We then went to a place called the Tel Megiddo. This city overlooks the Valley of Megiddo where the battle of Armageddon will take place (Revelation 16). This is the battle that John describes in the book of Revelation between Christ and the Anti-Christ. The valley is a massive expanse of land and I imagined the forces of good and evil crossing from each side of the broad plain preparing to do battle. I’m glad we (believers) know the end of the story – Jesus wins!
Near the end of the day we walked to a point overlooking the town of Nazareth where Jesus lived most of his boyhood life. The city is extremely compact and it was easy to imagine the voices of the villagers in Jesus’ day. I pictured him running around the narrow streets with his ‘crew’ after working with Joseph, his earthly father. We stood and watched as the sun set behind the small town – its lights beginning to show through the windows of the buildings. Surreal.
It’s hard to believe that the past few days are just the beginning of what we are to see. I can honestly say that if the trip were over this moment we have seen enough to justify the expense. But, the fact remains that the trip has only just begun! We can look forward to seeing all of Jerusalem – the garden Tomb where Jesus was buried, the rocks that were part of the Great Temple of God that was destroyed in 70 AD, the garden of Gethsemane where Jesus prayed before he was arrested, the East Gate where tradition holds that Jesus will reenter Jerusalem when He comes again – so much yet to see!
Carpe Deum! (Seize God!)
Todd Phillips
www.toddphillips.net
Monday, October 30, 2006
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Dream Trip to Israel Part 5
My efforts to absorb all that I’ve seen in the last few days have been futile. There is simply too much information and too many sites, all of which are astoundingly significant from a biblical perspective. I feel as if I have been studying the Bible for the past twelve years in brail until the past few days. Like Paul, the scales have fallen from my eyes and now I have SEEN what I have only read about in the Scriptures. My hands have touched what Jesus himself spoke about during His ministry.
For example, Lon (our senior pastor) preached at or very close to the site that Jesus preached the Sermon on the Mount which is found in Matthew 5-7. Just before he preaches the Book of Matthew records that “Large crowds from Galilee, the Decapolis, Jerusalem, Judea and the region across the Jordan followed him.” (Matthew 4:25) As we are sitting there overlooking the Sea of Galilee, Lon points out over the waters and explains that most of the disciples lived around this northern section of the Sea of Galilee. The towns around the area were called the Decapolis because there were ten towns (“Deca” means “ten” and “polis” means city). These ten towns, the Decapolis, are mentioned right in the Scriptures and several of the towns were just across the less than eight mile expanse of the Sea of Galilee (this body of water is only thirty miles long and eight miles wide)! I began to imagine thousands of people walking around the northern bend of the sea from around this body of water and also coming up the ancient roads from Jerusalem in the south to hear Jesus preach. I imagined them sitting down all over the hillside around Jesus as He spoke Truth to them. Everything was so different than I imagined. The Beatitudes (Matthew 5:1-12), powerful if only read from the pages of the Bible, will now never be the same for me. For the rest of my life I will have with me the memory of the smell of the air, the calmness of the waters, and the skyline behind Jesus as He spoke His words right there at the shores of Galilee.
We also visited Capernaum, which Jesus made His headquarters during His three year ministry. The most impressive story in the Scriptures with Capernaum as its backdrop is found in Luke 7: 1-10. I will share the first few verses with you:
1 When Jesus had finished saying all this in the hearing of the people, he entered Capernaum. 2 There a centurion’s servant, whom his master valued highly, was sick and about to die. 3 The centurion heard of Jesus and sent some elders of the Jews to him, asking him to come and heal his servant. 4 When they came to Jesus, they pleaded earnestly with him, “This man deserves to have you do this, 5 because he loves our nation and has built our synagogue.”
As utterly unbelievable as it was, we listened to Lon read form Luke 7 while we stood inside the very synagogue that this passage says the Centurion built! This man must have been a much admired man - a Roman soldier who helped build a synagogue? A Roman, who had Jewish leaders intercede on his behalf? A Gentile soldier whose faith was so strong as to believe that whatever Jesus commanded would be done. He trusted Jesus implicitly. He knew that Jesus spoke with authority. He didn’t question. Jesus, himself was amazed at this man’s faith. Jesus continues to look for faith-filled people. If only we all had the faith of the Centurion. The wonderful truth is that we can! We simply need to allow God to…be GOD. There was a plaque at the first church we went to that sums up my point:
“The deeds and miracles of Jesus are not actions of the past. Jesus is waiting for those still prepared to take risks at his word because they trust his power utterly.”
What risks is God asking you to take based on the truth laid out in His word? If you want to grow your faith- then grow your understanding and knowledge of God through Scripture. I urge you to read and reflect upon the story of this faithful Centurion from Luke 7 and I close this post with a quote from Lon, “It is impossible for that man to despair who remembers His Helper is omnipotent.”
Carpe Deum! (Seize God!)
Todd Phillips
www.toddphillips.net
For example, Lon (our senior pastor) preached at or very close to the site that Jesus preached the Sermon on the Mount which is found in Matthew 5-7. Just before he preaches the Book of Matthew records that “Large crowds from Galilee, the Decapolis, Jerusalem, Judea and the region across the Jordan followed him.” (Matthew 4:25) As we are sitting there overlooking the Sea of Galilee, Lon points out over the waters and explains that most of the disciples lived around this northern section of the Sea of Galilee. The towns around the area were called the Decapolis because there were ten towns (“Deca” means “ten” and “polis” means city). These ten towns, the Decapolis, are mentioned right in the Scriptures and several of the towns were just across the less than eight mile expanse of the Sea of Galilee (this body of water is only thirty miles long and eight miles wide)! I began to imagine thousands of people walking around the northern bend of the sea from around this body of water and also coming up the ancient roads from Jerusalem in the south to hear Jesus preach. I imagined them sitting down all over the hillside around Jesus as He spoke Truth to them. Everything was so different than I imagined. The Beatitudes (Matthew 5:1-12), powerful if only read from the pages of the Bible, will now never be the same for me. For the rest of my life I will have with me the memory of the smell of the air, the calmness of the waters, and the skyline behind Jesus as He spoke His words right there at the shores of Galilee.
We also visited Capernaum, which Jesus made His headquarters during His three year ministry. The most impressive story in the Scriptures with Capernaum as its backdrop is found in Luke 7: 1-10. I will share the first few verses with you:
1 When Jesus had finished saying all this in the hearing of the people, he entered Capernaum. 2 There a centurion’s servant, whom his master valued highly, was sick and about to die. 3 The centurion heard of Jesus and sent some elders of the Jews to him, asking him to come and heal his servant. 4 When they came to Jesus, they pleaded earnestly with him, “This man deserves to have you do this, 5 because he loves our nation and has built our synagogue.”
As utterly unbelievable as it was, we listened to Lon read form Luke 7 while we stood inside the very synagogue that this passage says the Centurion built! This man must have been a much admired man - a Roman soldier who helped build a synagogue? A Roman, who had Jewish leaders intercede on his behalf? A Gentile soldier whose faith was so strong as to believe that whatever Jesus commanded would be done. He trusted Jesus implicitly. He knew that Jesus spoke with authority. He didn’t question. Jesus, himself was amazed at this man’s faith. Jesus continues to look for faith-filled people. If only we all had the faith of the Centurion. The wonderful truth is that we can! We simply need to allow God to…be GOD. There was a plaque at the first church we went to that sums up my point:
“The deeds and miracles of Jesus are not actions of the past. Jesus is waiting for those still prepared to take risks at his word because they trust his power utterly.”
What risks is God asking you to take based on the truth laid out in His word? If you want to grow your faith- then grow your understanding and knowledge of God through Scripture. I urge you to read and reflect upon the story of this faithful Centurion from Luke 7 and I close this post with a quote from Lon, “It is impossible for that man to despair who remembers His Helper is omnipotent.”
Carpe Deum! (Seize God!)
Todd Phillips
www.toddphillips.net
Saturday, October 28, 2006
Dream Trip to Israel Part 4
My wife and I are sharing time journaling and blogging for the Israel posts. Julie had some thoughtful insights that I've posted below:
"My first experience to really enjoy this trip occurred at the very beginning. Our bus pulled up to a church marking the place (within 50-100 yards or so) where a resurrected Jesus joined a few of his disciples for a fish lunch after instructing them towards a miraculous catch of fish (see John 21) on the Sea of Galilee. Lon gave a short sermonette that reminded us of the unconditional love our Savior has for us- Remember, Peter had denied Christ just before his death and yet Christ made a point to come to him after resurrection. We sat in a small amphitheatre and listened to the Sea of Galilee in the background. Between my own memories of how Jesus has loved me over the years, and the sound of the waves- I felt peace and connection. Todd and I then walked down to the shore and picked up a few rocks for our children. Seeing the Sea of Galilee is really amazing! What an understatement. I mean so much of Jesus' ministry was spent around this area, so many life lessons were taught from this natural stage created by His father in Heaven. The sounds and sights will stay with me even as I return home.
We also visited the supposed site where Jesus performed the multiplication (loaves of bread and fish) miracle. The mosaic that documents that miracle is absolutely beautiful in a simple way. It exemplifies the miracle to me. It is a story that I have known since a small child- a simple concept with a BIG lesson- give what you have to God- willingly and obediently and see what God can do with it! Everywhere we go, I am drawn to the souvenirs of anything with this mosaic on it. We haven't bought anything yet, Todd keeps reminding me that souvenirs are like oxygen- they are everywhere! BUT….I guarantee I will come home with something that has the mosaic of the basket and two fish- because without faith, it is impossible to please him and he rewards those who seek him- nothing is impossible for our God! A basic truth I can apply to every aspect of my life.
We have seen many things already in such a short time and we travel from place to place on a large bus. I find myself thinking, "Why is this rocky terrain called the Promised Land? What is so special about Israel? What are my children doing? Etc." And then, I step from the bus and find myself in a land that just feels good standing there. The cool breezes, the many hills that have cities on them, everywhere you look; there is a mountain where God's glory was revealed in some way. I feel close to my Savior and when I read passages I have read many times, I gain a perspective I never realized I lacked. I am working to keep those reminders in my heart and to not let the gagging exhaust from the bus, the crowds, or commercial aspects challenge my experience with Christ.
That is true at home as well. Many days I allow the 'gagging exhaust' of my daily life to overpower what I know to be true. I allow circumstances to come between my Savior and me. I long to follow him with a servant's heart at all times- to step out in faith, to throw my net in the path he is directing so I can be a part of his miracles. To give him the little I have so that it can be multiplied for His glory.
Jesus. My Jesus. Your Jesus. There is just something about that name, that person. And I am seeing it all around me. I don't have to be in Israel to experience it- but what a wonderful backdrop to be refreshed and refilled."
Isn't my wife a great writer!
Carpe Deum! (Seize God!)
Todd Phillips (but, mostly Julie today)
www.toddphillips.net
"My first experience to really enjoy this trip occurred at the very beginning. Our bus pulled up to a church marking the place (within 50-100 yards or so) where a resurrected Jesus joined a few of his disciples for a fish lunch after instructing them towards a miraculous catch of fish (see John 21) on the Sea of Galilee. Lon gave a short sermonette that reminded us of the unconditional love our Savior has for us- Remember, Peter had denied Christ just before his death and yet Christ made a point to come to him after resurrection. We sat in a small amphitheatre and listened to the Sea of Galilee in the background. Between my own memories of how Jesus has loved me over the years, and the sound of the waves- I felt peace and connection. Todd and I then walked down to the shore and picked up a few rocks for our children. Seeing the Sea of Galilee is really amazing! What an understatement. I mean so much of Jesus' ministry was spent around this area, so many life lessons were taught from this natural stage created by His father in Heaven. The sounds and sights will stay with me even as I return home.
We also visited the supposed site where Jesus performed the multiplication (loaves of bread and fish) miracle. The mosaic that documents that miracle is absolutely beautiful in a simple way. It exemplifies the miracle to me. It is a story that I have known since a small child- a simple concept with a BIG lesson- give what you have to God- willingly and obediently and see what God can do with it! Everywhere we go, I am drawn to the souvenirs of anything with this mosaic on it. We haven't bought anything yet, Todd keeps reminding me that souvenirs are like oxygen- they are everywhere! BUT….I guarantee I will come home with something that has the mosaic of the basket and two fish- because without faith, it is impossible to please him and he rewards those who seek him- nothing is impossible for our God! A basic truth I can apply to every aspect of my life.
We have seen many things already in such a short time and we travel from place to place on a large bus. I find myself thinking, "Why is this rocky terrain called the Promised Land? What is so special about Israel? What are my children doing? Etc." And then, I step from the bus and find myself in a land that just feels good standing there. The cool breezes, the many hills that have cities on them, everywhere you look; there is a mountain where God's glory was revealed in some way. I feel close to my Savior and when I read passages I have read many times, I gain a perspective I never realized I lacked. I am working to keep those reminders in my heart and to not let the gagging exhaust from the bus, the crowds, or commercial aspects challenge my experience with Christ.
That is true at home as well. Many days I allow the 'gagging exhaust' of my daily life to overpower what I know to be true. I allow circumstances to come between my Savior and me. I long to follow him with a servant's heart at all times- to step out in faith, to throw my net in the path he is directing so I can be a part of his miracles. To give him the little I have so that it can be multiplied for His glory.
Jesus. My Jesus. Your Jesus. There is just something about that name, that person. And I am seeing it all around me. I don't have to be in Israel to experience it- but what a wonderful backdrop to be refreshed and refilled."
Isn't my wife a great writer!
Carpe Deum! (Seize God!)
Todd Phillips (but, mostly Julie today)
www.toddphillips.net
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Dream Trip to Israel Part 3
As I write this I’m certain that many of you are like me. I’m the kind of person that has to experience something myself for it to mean anything to me. So, for example, when I read the plethora of background material we received in the mail to prepare us for our trip to Israel I skimmed over it and said to myself, “None of this can possibly prepare me for actually being there…standing where Jesus stood, walking where Peter walked, touching the stone that marks the traditional site where the resurrected Jesus fixed a meal of fish for his disciples. I was right of course (and so are you if, as I said, you are anything like me). Nothing can prepare you for the experiences of a trip to the Holy Land. Yet, I’m compelled to write because I believe that a few of you will read these posts, learn of the many wondrous experiences that await the man or woman who would dare to allow themselves such a once-in-a-lifetime experience, and you’ll dive in with both feet - especially if you’re young!
I’m convinced the best time to take a trip to Israel is when you’re young (16-40 years old). I say all this because the days are long, we walk a good amount of the time to reach the sites, and there is little time for rest. Most of the people in our group are over fifty. Of the one hundred and seventy tourists with our group only around thirty are below the age of forty. Often, young people will excuse themselves from adventures like these claiming they can’t afford it. Now, as true as that may be for some, others of you only need to make the decision to take the trip and commit to saving the money.
More often though young people make decisions on the assumption that there will always be another opportunity. Then we wake up and we’re fifty or sixty years old and we can easily afford the trip but we find it’s not as easy to get out of bed as it once was. The hours we spend in the bus hurts our backs and the food isn’t so kind to our stomachs. You can never buy time nor can you borrow a single minute. When it is spent, it’s spent. No going back.
So, as you read these posts ask yourself, 1) “Would I grow in my relationship with God by experiencing these places? If you answered ‘yes,’ then the next question should be, 2) “Is it possible for me to cover the cost of next year’s trip or can I start now to save a few hundred dollars (or less) a month to take the trip in 2008? If you answer ‘yes’ to either of these options then prayerfully consider that their may not be another trip, there may not be a better time, and you’re not getting any younger!
As Lon, our senior pastor says, “Not a sermon, just a thought.”
Carpe Deum! (Seize God!)
Todd Phillips
www.toddphillips.net
I’m convinced the best time to take a trip to Israel is when you’re young (16-40 years old). I say all this because the days are long, we walk a good amount of the time to reach the sites, and there is little time for rest. Most of the people in our group are over fifty. Of the one hundred and seventy tourists with our group only around thirty are below the age of forty. Often, young people will excuse themselves from adventures like these claiming they can’t afford it. Now, as true as that may be for some, others of you only need to make the decision to take the trip and commit to saving the money.
More often though young people make decisions on the assumption that there will always be another opportunity. Then we wake up and we’re fifty or sixty years old and we can easily afford the trip but we find it’s not as easy to get out of bed as it once was. The hours we spend in the bus hurts our backs and the food isn’t so kind to our stomachs. You can never buy time nor can you borrow a single minute. When it is spent, it’s spent. No going back.
So, as you read these posts ask yourself, 1) “Would I grow in my relationship with God by experiencing these places? If you answered ‘yes,’ then the next question should be, 2) “Is it possible for me to cover the cost of next year’s trip or can I start now to save a few hundred dollars (or less) a month to take the trip in 2008? If you answer ‘yes’ to either of these options then prayerfully consider that their may not be another trip, there may not be a better time, and you’re not getting any younger!
As Lon, our senior pastor says, “Not a sermon, just a thought.”
Carpe Deum! (Seize God!)
Todd Phillips
www.toddphillips.net
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Dream Trip to Israel Part 2
Rarely am I speechless (and I'm not now either…but close). The plane ride was uneventful. I was able to coax my body into a few hours of sleep. We arrived on time in Tel Aviv. Nothing worthy of the blogosphere presented itself until I presented my passport to the young, very focused lady at the immigration booth. Seven people had checked my passport before this young woman took it from my hands and she was the only one to take the time to look carefully at each well-stamped page. I listened closely as she mumbled,
"Yemen, Egypt, Ethiopia…"
She then looked with intent into my eyes,
"What business did you have in the Islamic Republic of Iran?"
I hadn't set foot on Iranian soil in six years. I had forgotten that Israel and Iran weren't the best of friends (how could that have possibly slipped my mind). Back in 2000 I was invited to join a team of business men, ministers, researchers, and a Navy Seal. Our purpose was to investigate a theory that Noah's Ark might have actually landed on ore near Mt Sabalon, the highest mountain in Northern Iran. (The trip is actually chronicled in a book called "In Search of Noah's Ark" by Bob Cornuke. Back then, before 911, we still needed special permission to enter Iran as US citizens and we were given specific instructions that no person on our team who had an Israeli entry stamp in their passport would be permitted to enter Iran – period! Several of the members of our team were forced to "misplace" their Israeli-stamped passports and have a new passport issued in order to join the team.
I had never entered the country of Israel by that point so I was good to go. But it didn't dawn on me that Israel might return the favor and not allow entry into Israel if someone had an Iranian Visa in their passport.
So, this young Israeli security officer is looking at me and asking what I was doing in Iran in 2000 and I found myself in a bit of a dilemma. If you've heard me speak or read my blogs you know that I love telling stories and no one had asked me about my great and dangerous adventure in Iran searching for Noah's Ark in years! So, everything in me wanted to respond, "Well officer, have you heard of Noah's Ark?"
About that time Julie, my wife, had just received her entry permit from another agent and walked over to catch the last few moments of my conversation with this young woman. Just as I was about to tell this young lady about my adventures in Iran, I caught Julie's eye and she said quickly,
"How's it going?"
"Fine honey! This young lady was just asking about my time in Iran."
I opted for the quick and easy answer remembering that everything (smart or stupid) that I chose to do or say affected my wife.
"I'm a pastor. I was there doing ministry."
The agent looked at Julie, "Are you with him?" and grabbed Julie's passport from her hand. She picked up the phone and in less than a minute an older, more focused female kindly offered to escort me to another area. Julie shouted to the new agent,
"Can I come with him?"
She motioned for Julie to follow us. When we arrived outside a small office she took both passports with her and asked us to remain where we were as she disappeared behind a door. A short time later she asked again if Julie was with me (I assume because Julie's passport was less than three weeks old and had no marks of any kind from any country, friendly or otherwise to Israel. She let us go, we picked up our luggage, walked out with our one hundred and seventy strong tourist group and boarded the buses.
Here's where I am unable to wrap my mind around what I saw in the ninety minute bus ride to the hotel in Tiberia on the shores of the Sea of Galilee. In less than two hours we saw Tel Megiddo where Revelation places the battle at the End of Days or Armageddon (Read Revelation 16). Shortly thereafter our tour guide Dan motioned out the left windows of the bus showing us the Mount of Transfiguration (Read Matthew 17) and in what seemed only a few short moments later the bus was stopped at a scenic overlook where we were able to take pictures of the Sea of Galilee…in LESS THAN TWO HOURS. I can only imagine what tomorrow will be like.
Until then…
Carpe Deum! (Seize God!)
Todd Phillips
www.toddphillips.net
"Yemen, Egypt, Ethiopia…"
She then looked with intent into my eyes,
"What business did you have in the Islamic Republic of Iran?"
I hadn't set foot on Iranian soil in six years. I had forgotten that Israel and Iran weren't the best of friends (how could that have possibly slipped my mind). Back in 2000 I was invited to join a team of business men, ministers, researchers, and a Navy Seal. Our purpose was to investigate a theory that Noah's Ark might have actually landed on ore near Mt Sabalon, the highest mountain in Northern Iran. (The trip is actually chronicled in a book called "In Search of Noah's Ark" by Bob Cornuke. Back then, before 911, we still needed special permission to enter Iran as US citizens and we were given specific instructions that no person on our team who had an Israeli entry stamp in their passport would be permitted to enter Iran – period! Several of the members of our team were forced to "misplace" their Israeli-stamped passports and have a new passport issued in order to join the team.
I had never entered the country of Israel by that point so I was good to go. But it didn't dawn on me that Israel might return the favor and not allow entry into Israel if someone had an Iranian Visa in their passport.
So, this young Israeli security officer is looking at me and asking what I was doing in Iran in 2000 and I found myself in a bit of a dilemma. If you've heard me speak or read my blogs you know that I love telling stories and no one had asked me about my great and dangerous adventure in Iran searching for Noah's Ark in years! So, everything in me wanted to respond, "Well officer, have you heard of Noah's Ark?"
About that time Julie, my wife, had just received her entry permit from another agent and walked over to catch the last few moments of my conversation with this young woman. Just as I was about to tell this young lady about my adventures in Iran, I caught Julie's eye and she said quickly,
"How's it going?"
"Fine honey! This young lady was just asking about my time in Iran."
I opted for the quick and easy answer remembering that everything (smart or stupid) that I chose to do or say affected my wife.
"I'm a pastor. I was there doing ministry."
The agent looked at Julie, "Are you with him?" and grabbed Julie's passport from her hand. She picked up the phone and in less than a minute an older, more focused female kindly offered to escort me to another area. Julie shouted to the new agent,
"Can I come with him?"
She motioned for Julie to follow us. When we arrived outside a small office she took both passports with her and asked us to remain where we were as she disappeared behind a door. A short time later she asked again if Julie was with me (I assume because Julie's passport was less than three weeks old and had no marks of any kind from any country, friendly or otherwise to Israel. She let us go, we picked up our luggage, walked out with our one hundred and seventy strong tourist group and boarded the buses.
Here's where I am unable to wrap my mind around what I saw in the ninety minute bus ride to the hotel in Tiberia on the shores of the Sea of Galilee. In less than two hours we saw Tel Megiddo where Revelation places the battle at the End of Days or Armageddon (Read Revelation 16). Shortly thereafter our tour guide Dan motioned out the left windows of the bus showing us the Mount of Transfiguration (Read Matthew 17) and in what seemed only a few short moments later the bus was stopped at a scenic overlook where we were able to take pictures of the Sea of Galilee…in LESS THAN TWO HOURS. I can only imagine what tomorrow will be like.
Until then…
Carpe Deum! (Seize God!)
Todd Phillips
www.toddphillips.net
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