<?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-17818415</id><updated>2011-11-08T14:27:09.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Mile</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-6721688936768073475</id><published>2008-01-24T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T11:22:35.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Moved!!</title><content type='html'>I am moving on up in the world.  Check out the new blog at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mikehaman.com"&gt;www.mikehaman.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-6721688936768073475?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/6721688936768073475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=6721688936768073475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/6721688936768073475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/6721688936768073475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-moved.html' title='I&apos;ve Moved!!'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-4397811068975191370</id><published>2008-01-15T12:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:19:27.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R40b30g-FZI/AAAAAAAAAl4/i8_Apsx1gBo/s1600-h/bm-image-746969.jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155807794212771218" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R40b30g-FZI/AAAAAAAAAl4/i8_Apsx1gBo/s320/bm-image-746969.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Check out this picture of the latest development on our new worship space. When I saw the men putting pieces of the wall up, I began to think of the purposes of God &amp;amp; His construction in our lives. Some projects are bigger than others, but even the most elaborate buildings begin with simple steps. God wants to build something in each of us this year - the raw materials of strength, commitment, purity, faithfulness - all for His glory! He is the Great Architect &amp;amp; we trust His divine design.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-4397811068975191370?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/4397811068975191370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=4397811068975191370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/4397811068975191370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/4397811068975191370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2008/01/moving-forward.html' title='Moving Forward'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R40b30g-FZI/AAAAAAAAAl4/i8_Apsx1gBo/s72-c/bm-image-746969.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-6767685208267177848</id><published>2008-01-11T09:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:19:28.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Second Mile</title><content type='html'>I am really pumped about the ground we will cover as we start a new series on Wednesday nights called, The Second Mile. This series of sermons will be based on the new book to be released from our church on January 19th called, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Second Mile: Because Ordinary Living is Never Enough&lt;/span&gt; (to view click on &lt;a href="http://www.secondmilebook.com/"&gt;www.secondmilebook.com&lt;/a&gt;). You and I were made for so much more than ordinary. I am honored to author this book, because it is the reflection of the spirit of Healing Place. Jesus made an extraordinary sacrifice for us on the Cross--the call on our lives is anything but ordinary! I see the men and women of our church going the second mile everyday, and it inspires me. I strongly believe their story deserves to be told, and that I am simply called to be the spokesperson for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exciting to consider the future we have at Healing Place. This house is packed with some young men and women who are on fire for God and anointed to do&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R4erukg-FWI/AAAAAAAAAlg/9-MUHx8QmDU/s1600-h/ATT00202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154277115113117026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R4erukg-FWI/AAAAAAAAAlg/9-MUHx8QmDU/s200/ATT00202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; amazing works. During our first Wednesday service this week, two of our young guys spoke on stage and led us as we took communion. Shaun Ray, on the right, works in our sports ministry, and every week he is out on the basketball courts coordinating our Upward Basketball program. Through Upward we reach so many families that do not attend our church, and Shaun plays a key role &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R4f6E0g-FYI/AAAAAAAAAlw/1xKMrV2qexU/s1600-h/ATT00205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154363259272172930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R4f6E0g-FYI/AAAAAAAAAlw/1xKMrV2qexU/s200/ATT00205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in putting this together and moving it forward. Adam Hymel, on the left, is passionately ministering to families at our newest Dream Center location on Winbourne Ave. He has been the point person for getting the facilities in shape and overseeing the outreach that goes from there into the downtown BR community. I can't wait to see all that God is going to do through the next generation at HPC. Our expectations are so high in 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R4erukg-FXI/AAAAAAAAAlo/zvOBfOkDiII/s1600-h/ATT00205.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-6767685208267177848?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/6767685208267177848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=6767685208267177848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/6767685208267177848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/6767685208267177848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2008/01/second-mile.html' title='The Second Mile'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R4erukg-FWI/AAAAAAAAAlg/9-MUHx8QmDU/s72-c/ATT00202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-1527065723473602540</id><published>2008-01-08T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:19:28.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Football Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend, we had the awesome privilege of going to San Diego to &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R4Pv-Ug-FSI/AAAAAAAAAk8/T9-LSp5oI-8/s1600-h/IMG00069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153226252579902754" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R4Pv-Ug-FSI/AAAAAAAAAk8/T9-LSp5oI-8/s200/IMG00069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;represent Healing Place and serve the Tennessee Titans for their wild card playoff game.  I spoke to the team in a pre-game chapel service. It was great to be there with Kevin, Reggie and the team as they finished out a great year. Jeffery Rentz made the trip with me, and together we experienced the excitement of the NFL playoffs atmosphere. It was incredible!! I have never been to San Diego, but I have always heard about "sunny southern California". Well, the sun didn't shine a bit while we were &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R4PvgEg-FOI/AAAAAAAAAkc/YqKhjuf3tQg/s1600-h/IMG00075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153225732888859874" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R4PvgEg-FOI/AAAAAAAAAkc/YqKhjuf3tQg/s200/IMG00075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there. In fact, it was cold, sloppy, and just nasty. It rained the whole time! Jeffery and I sat in the nosebleed section, but it was kind of a nice; sort of a spiritual experience, because I was sitting so close to heaven!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great to witness the hunger that many of the Titans players and coaches have for God. In spite of the pitfall of being a professional athlete, they are making time for things that are eternal and growing in their relationship with God. Kevin has had a huge influence on the guys. Though it was a tough loss for the Titans on Sunday, the kingdom impact we experienced was huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am expecting great things in 2008, looking forward to the times of early morning prayer that we are having at 6:00 AM in the Highland Campus Sanctuary. I&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R4erJEg-FVI/AAAAAAAAAlY/3WMEPjfEdj8/s1600-h/MANdatory+flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R4erJEg-FVI/AAAAAAAAAlY/3WMEPjfEdj8/s200/MANdatory+flyer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154276470868022610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; couldn't think of a better way to start the year off in the right direction. I am also looking forward to men coming together for a new season of Bible studies called, "MANdatory". Starting January 18th, I will be leading the study on Friday mornings at Vitality on Coursey Blvd. from 6 AM to 7 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R4PtoUg-FNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/IsUcAnTdSJ0/s1600-h/IMG00076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153223675599525074" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R4PtoUg-FNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/IsUcAnTdSJ0/s200/IMG00076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a great night for the amazing people in "Tiger Country"! I was suspicious when Alexa came home from school claiming she didn't have any homework. The teachers said, "No homework because it's GAME DAY". I love the Louisiana education system.  She got all decked out in LSU gear to cheer the Tigers to victory!! We had an awesome time watching the game at Rachel's parents house, which is down the street from us in P'ville. Man, did we experience a National Championship the Acension Parish way!! After every Tiger touchdown, we heard fireworks and even PISTOL shots from the houses around us! These Cajuns were extreme!! Go Tigers- BCS National Champs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-1527065723473602540?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/1527065723473602540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=1527065723473602540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1527065723473602540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1527065723473602540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2008/01/over-weekend-i-had-awesome-privilege-of.html' title='A Great Football Weekend!'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R4Pv-Ug-FSI/AAAAAAAAAk8/T9-LSp5oI-8/s72-c/IMG00069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-5908259298719503390</id><published>2007-12-30T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:19:29.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finishing 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R3iQIEg-FFI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Yn_gEzHgFow/s1600-h/PICT2905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150024642223543378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R3iQIEg-FFI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Yn_gEzHgFow/s200/PICT2905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last two weeks of 2007 have been an absolute blur. Is it normal for time to slip away so suddenly? As a kid, I can remember feeling like it took Christmas &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to get here. When it was over, I was so disappointed because I wouldn't see it again for a long, long time. Now, I blink twice and it has come and gone...and come again! Is this a sign of old age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I brought Alexa with me to our Christmas outreach at the W&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R3iPgkg-FDI/AAAAAAAAAjE/07CY7MTjQhQ/s1600-h/winbourne%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150023963618710578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R3iPgkg-FDI/AAAAAAAAAjE/07CY7MTjQhQ/s200/winbourne%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;inbourn Dream Center this year. The place was buzzing with excitement and activity as over 700 people and 250 volunteers came together for an unforgettable celebration. We played games, painted faces, ate hot dogs, sang songs, and even played in a "snow" of soap suds. It was over-the-top generosity HPC-style as we gave away basketballs, stereo systems, PS2's, bikes, and more. We saw the faces&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R3iPtUg-FEI/AAAAAAAAAjM/BxhUWeYefj0/s1600-h/alexawinbourne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150024182662042690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R3iPtUg-FEI/AAAAAAAAAjM/BxhUWeYefj0/s200/alexawinbourne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of so many kids light up when they were given a gift, but we'll never forget the transformation that took place because of the spirit of Jesus. As a church this Christmas, we gave away $40,000 in Target gift cards to families in need and over 1200 toys to children in the Baton Rouge area. Wow! Yea God!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We gathered on Christmas day with Rachel's family, and I per&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R3iQgkg-FGI/AAAAAAAAAjc/0zjLhaFhk0o/s1600-h/PICT2914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150025063130338402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R3iQgkg-FGI/AAAAAAAAAjc/0zjLhaFhk0o/s200/PICT2914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sonally ate more food in a 24-hour period than humanly possible...the sheer quantity and metric weight has to be a record somewhere. The kids were smothered in boxes, toys, and gift wrap for days--we still can't find Mikaela! The way toys are packaged today, it's always good to carry a set of wire cutters, a screwdriver, and some AA batteries. My patience is tested every year just trying to get the toy out of the container. Not to mention to latest technology of iPods, MP3's, play stations, Wii sports, and mini-computers. Whatever happened to getting a football and playing all day in the back yard with your friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Thursd&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R3iQ1Eg-FHI/AAAAAAAAAjk/pvIidd-eRBw/s1600-h/PICT2918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150025415317656690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R3iQ1Eg-FHI/AAAAAAAAAjk/pvIidd-eRBw/s200/PICT2918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ay, we rolled to Houston to do it all over again with my side of the the family. The kids were ramped up for more action, but as parents we were forced to shift gears-- it becomes a matter of survival. For therapy, I watched a couple of bowl games-- that's what the holidays are all about, right? Recreational eating and a plethora of football games. Congratulations to Kevin Mawae and the Tennessee Titans for making the playoffs tonight. I have the honor of speaking at their chapel service for the game in San Diego. Go Titans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you look toward 2008, let me offer a scripture of promise for you. In Deuteronomy 7, God spoke to the Israelites after they had&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R3iR5Eg-FJI/AAAAAAAAAj0/VkjGnnh4cTg/s1600-h/PICT2916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150026583548761234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R3iR5Eg-FJI/AAAAAAAAAj0/VkjGnnh4cTg/s200/PICT2916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; crossed the Red Sea and stood at the brink of a brand new season. He said, "Do not be afraid, for the Lord your God is among you; He is a great and awesome God...He will drive out those enemies ahead of you little by little..." You may face some giant challenges this upcoming year, but move forward in confidence for you serve an awesome God!! Courage is not the absence of fear. In fact, you may have to tremble your way into confidence, but trust the faithfulness of God to lead you every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-5908259298719503390?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/5908259298719503390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=5908259298719503390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5908259298719503390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5908259298719503390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/12/finishing-2007.html' title='Finishing 2007'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R3iQIEg-FFI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Yn_gEzHgFow/s72-c/PICT2905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-4368689386678775012</id><published>2007-12-18T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:19:30.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sicilia, Ciao!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R2lL0Eg-EgI/AAAAAAAAAes/E9Y5lmI0AFg/s1600-h/IMG00039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145727407184810498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R2lL0Eg-EgI/AAAAAAAAAes/E9Y5lmI0AFg/s200/IMG00039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over the past 10 days, I've traveled over 14,000 miles, crossed 14 different time zones flown on 11 airplanes, for over 60 hours. I just returned from my third trip to Italy. Like always, we had an&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R2lSZkg-EtI/AAAAAAAAAgU/wRBqYCObZY8/s1600-h/IMG00040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145734648499671762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R2lSZkg-EtI/AAAAAAAAAgU/wRBqYCObZY8/s200/IMG00040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; amazing time! Jason &amp;amp; I stayed at the home of Pastor Romeo who has been faithfully serving as a pastor in Sicily for 40 years!! He is the one in grey in the picture above. He was so gracious to us and, as always, so hospitable! We were served the most incredible homemade, authentic Sicilian food! Check out the homemade cannolis to the right; they were a little piece of heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had two main opportunities to serve during our stay in Sicily. First was the youth conference in Sicily, where over 400 were &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R2lMDkg-EhI/AAAAAAAAAe0/F4Wlt7WUKiE/s1600-h/WE+ALL+WITH+JASON+AND+MIKE%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145727673472782866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R2lMDkg-EhI/AAAAAAAAAe0/F4Wlt7WUKiE/s200/WE+ALL+WITH+JASON+AND+MIKE%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in attendance and amazing ministry that took place. Our translator, Claudio, was a first-timer who did such an awesome job. A couple of times, he was overwhelmed as he gave our message, and he began crying from the way the Holy Spirit was ministering to him. He said that, "the word ministered to him so much". Hearing this, I thought, I do not ever want to underestimate&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R2lN2Eg-EkI/AAAAAAAAAfM/pBsVC516GwE/s1600-h/IMG00051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145729640567804482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R2lN2Eg-EkI/AAAAAAAAAfM/pBsVC516GwE/s200/IMG00051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the power of what we are doing to build His Kingdom. I am in AWE of the way the Lord moves and ministers to His church all over the world, and I am so humbled that He would choose me to be a part of it all! We also had the great privilege of ministering in Pastor Giovanni's church in Vittoria, Sicily. There, God moved in such a significant way. During our ministry at the altar, God stopped the entire service to give a specific message to one girl who came forward for prayer. It turns out that this young girl had not been to church in almost 6 months. There was no doubt that God was pursuing her heart that night, and He used that moment to tell her that He had not forgotten her. What an awesome God we serve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love all of the relationships we have formed from&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R2lNBEg-EiI/AAAAAAAAAe8/XoB7tOVN5Eo/s1600-h/tutti+i+boy+e+fratello+mario+++.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145728730034737698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R2lNBEg-EiI/AAAAAAAAAe8/XoB7tOVN5Eo/s200/tutti+i+boy+e+fratello+mario+++.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our times in Italy. The people there have such a great love for God and for each other. It is hard to take a trip to Sicily and not leave with tons of Sicilian brothers and sisters. I wanted to send a special shout-out to some of my friends: Laura, Salvo, Daniele, Gabriella, Enzo, and Elisa. The bond that we feel knows no boundaries and no geography. Thank you for such awesome time! Enzo and Elisa, thanks, especially, for meeting us so early in the morning at the airport to say goodbye! That was so kind; you guys are dynamite! To see more pics of our time in Italy &lt;a href="http://mikehamanpics.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/RHONDA/Desktop/tutti%20i%20boy%20e%20fratello%20mario%20%20%20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-4368689386678775012?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/4368689386678775012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=4368689386678775012' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/4368689386678775012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/4368689386678775012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/12/sicilia-caio.html' title='Sicilia, Ciao!!'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R2lL0Eg-EgI/AAAAAAAAAes/E9Y5lmI0AFg/s72-c/IMG00039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-7170998528887768437</id><published>2007-12-05T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:19:30.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fantastic Four Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R1cP5ye0AFI/AAAAAAAAAbU/LFjNmPKgqAU/s1600-h/IMG00030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R1cP5ye0AFI/AAAAAAAAAbU/LFjNmPKgqAU/s200/IMG00030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140594985144680530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just this past Thursday, Trevor wakes up at 3 AM hungry for his early morning snack, and just as I finish feeding my little man, I remembered that they start pouring concrete on the new worship space at 4 AM.  Wanting a little adventure that morning, I get dressed in my trusty early morning gear, wind pants, and a pullover.  I get to the construction site just in time to snap this picture of them pouring the slab!  As I stood watching the work, I felt so inspired and excited about what God has in store for HPC.  This, along with the announcement that we heard from our Pastor about the Miracle Offering total, made me reflect on the faithfulness of God and the generosity of the people of HPC. I am so blessed to be apart of this place; I wouldn't want to be anywhere else on the planet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexa has been taking dance on Tuesday Nights, and Thursday Night she had her Christmas Dance Recital at the Gonzales Civic Center.  As you can see in the pictures, she was all dolled up.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R1cYzie0AGI/AAAAAAAAAbc/8YzhtTBT0g8/s1600-h/PICT2815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R1cYzie0AGI/AAAAAAAAAbc/8YzhtTBT0g8/s200/PICT2815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140604773375148130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  If she had her way, she would wear make-up like that all the time.  But good thing I am still the dad, and she won't be dating until she is 40!!  Once the show started, Alexa shined!  The girl had some energy and some major dance moves.  Of course, she learned them from her dad.  I have some skills that many have never seen.  Check out the other picture of Alexa with her dance instructor - the girlfriend looks so much like Carrie&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R1bV6ie0ADI/AAAAAAAAAbE/9vYc1H92ESI/s1600-h/PICT2827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140531226355171378" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R1bV6ie0ADI/AAAAAAAAAbE/9vYc1H92ESI/s200/PICT2827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Underwood!!  Oh, you bet that night I was a proud Dad!  The recital got the Haman 5 all pumped up for the Christmas Season to begin.  This season more than ever, we have the awesome privilege to be a blessing to our community, friends, and family.  With so many opportunities to reach and serve at all campuses I want to be apart of passing on the Hope of Christmas.  I would encourage all of you to be apart as much as you can -  check out all of the &lt;a href="http://store.healingplacechurch.org/ministries/serveteam/?page_id=90"&gt;Christmas Outreaches &lt;/a&gt;that are available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the week's end, I had the awesome opportunity to travel to Destin, FL and speak at the Men's Conference for &lt;a href="http://www.destinyworship.com/"&gt;Destiny Worship Center&lt;/a&gt;.  You can check out some of the pics &lt;a href="http://mikehamanpics.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Pastor Steve Vaggalis leads this awesome ARC church.  They had a strong showing with about 100 men present for the weekend.  We talked about being "Trained to Reign: a study on the life of David."  It was a great honor to speak to them and represent the heart and DNA of HPC!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R1cwICe0AHI/AAAAAAAAAbk/NWmKIlCZsrY/s1600-h/LSU+decal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R1cwICe0AHI/AAAAAAAAAbk/NWmKIlCZsrY/s200/LSU+decal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140630414329905266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we traveled back on Friday, we made a 3 1/2 hour pit stop in Mobile, Alabama to eat and watch the LSU Tigers win the SEC Championship!!  I was truly amazed to how many LSU fans are in Mobile!  There was a strong representation of Tiger fans in the Mobile Wing Station!  And now, the BCS National Championship-  GEAUX TIGERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RHONDA/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R1bWFie0AEI/AAAAAAAAAbM/GwSrP4fhggo/s1600-h/PICT2767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140531415333732418" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R1bWFie0AEI/AAAAAAAAAbM/GwSrP4fhggo/s200/PICT2767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just loved this picture of Alexa and T-REV, so I thought I would include it.  My boy is getting big and STRONG!  I can't get over how good looking he is and how much he looks just like me!  Just kidding, if it wasn't for my beautiful wife and kids, I would have no hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 1px; height: 15px;" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RHONDA/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-7170998528887768437?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/7170998528887768437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=7170998528887768437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/7170998528887768437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/7170998528887768437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/12/fantastic-four-events.html' title='The Fantastic Four Events'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R1cP5ye0AFI/AAAAAAAAAbU/LFjNmPKgqAU/s72-c/IMG00030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-2344530871348978917</id><published>2007-11-23T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:19:31.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R0sBS2i_LBI/AAAAAAAAAas/mTBdazfp074/s1600-h/PICT2798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137201223337716754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R0sBS2i_LBI/AAAAAAAAAas/mTBdazfp074/s200/PICT2798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family trips have become an interesting adventure, especially now that Team Haman is up to 5 people. Our vehicle is shrinking, and our luggage is only growing. With bags packed, movies loaded, coloring books ready, and enough beef jerky in stock to bring us into the next millennium, we thought we were ready. Destination - Dallas; Estimated Driving Time - 8 hours; Departure - supposed to be 7am but didn't leave until noon!!! Mikaela had bronchitis, Trevor was running fever because of 3 shots the day before, and Alexa was still recovering from a sinus infect&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R0r-YGi_K7I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/nPnB2pO64hw/s1600-h/PICT2771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137198014997146546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R0r-YGi_K7I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/nPnB2pO64hw/s200/PICT2771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ion. We were a mobile medical unit...don't you just love the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped in Tyler, TX to have dinner with some amazing friends of ours, my former college basketball coach, Tracy Gunter and his wonderful family--wife, Susan and children, Trevor (another T-rev) and Courtney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally made it to Mom's house late that night, totally exhausted and gratefu&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R0r--Gi_K9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/kYzIGn4fS0Y/s1600-h/PICT2796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137198667832175570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R0r--Gi_K9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/kYzIGn4fS0Y/s200/PICT2796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;l to be off the road. My sisters came in from Houston and Denver with their families, and the celebration was on! Does your family cook for an army? Mom made so much food--we had an incredible menu with so many choices. I couldn't decide on just one, so I sampled it all...again, and again, and again. Isn't it awesome the number of different ways you can eat turkey? Recreational eating and periodic naps have become the normal holiday routine for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other joy I get from holiday gatherings is the enormous &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R0r_XWi_K-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/Hv6URoPG-Jc/s1600-h/PICT2809.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in-tak&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R0sBC2i_LAI/AAAAAAAAAak/Hp-vMGMIz-M/s1600-h/pict2809+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137200948459809794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R0sBC2i_LAI/AAAAAAAAAak/Hp-vMGMIz-M/s200/pict2809+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e of sports. Since I'm without cable at home, I feel a little sports-deprived. Making up for lost time, I went on an athletic binge of epic proportions. Obsessive-compulsive would be an understatement.  It was non-stop football--I was having the same repetitive highlights in my dreams!!  We even played bowling and tennis using a wii (talk about the crazy age of technology).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God ha&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R0r_0mi_K_I/AAAAAAAAAac/ElFvrVv8U90/s1600-h/PICT2789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137199604135046130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R0r_0mi_K_I/AAAAAAAAAac/ElFvrVv8U90/s200/PICT2789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s blessed me beyond measure and given me more than I could ever ask or deserve. It's a beautiful thing to sense the divine love of the Almighty and see His goodness and mercy all around me. I wake up in the morning, and there it is--His favor is waiting on me, guiding me through my day. It doesn't make sense. I can't figure it out. He's so good...and I'm so not. I pray my life will always reflect a spirit of gratitude and thankfulness to the One who laid down His life for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-2344530871348978917?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/2344530871348978917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=2344530871348978917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/2344530871348978917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/2344530871348978917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-07.html' title='Thanksgiving 07'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/R0sBS2i_LBI/AAAAAAAAAas/mTBdazfp074/s72-c/PICT2798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-1282102554804956054</id><published>2007-11-15T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:19:32.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life on the Bayou!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rzx6Qug939I/AAAAAAAAAZU/iDhqjKTUD-s/s1600-h/fallfest-003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rzx6Qug939I/AAAAAAAAAZU/iDhqjKTUD-s/s200/fallfest-003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133112103078322130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had an amazing celebration this past weekend at all of our HPC campuses when we received our Miracle Offering for the HPC Arena. So much focus, energy, preparation and prayer was put toward this weekend ,and it was truly an  incredible time together. People came with joy in their hearts, believing God for the supernatural in their lives. Since many people are still giving at all of our campuses, we will announce the total around the first of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night we filled the Highland Campus with inflatables, games, food and families. It was jam-packed, crawling with people and buzzing with&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rzx6iOg93_I/AAAAAAAAAZk/fiR3j3luU2Q/s1600-h/fallfest-004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rzx6iOg93_I/AAAAAAAAAZk/fiR3j3luU2Q/s200/fallfest-004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133112403726032882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; excitement. Kids were playing games with cotton candy all over their faces... and I even caught some adults trying to recapture their youth on the fun jumps! I got to bring Alexa and Mikaela, but only after I was warned by Rachel that if I lost one in all the madness I shouldn't even bother coming home. But, thanks to Kristin Cheramie, I made it back home with both girls at my side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church is blessed with tremendous relationships and we have great friends all over the globe. One of those friendships is with &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rzx6wug94AI/AAAAAAAAAZs/KwKhbRMeYQc/s1600-h/IMG00014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rzx6wug94AI/AAAAAAAAAZs/KwKhbRMeYQc/s200/IMG00014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133112652834136066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hillsong United, and we had the honor of hosting them at a worship night on Tuesday. Bethany was gracious to let us use their South Campus. We packed people into the sanctuary, and set up a giant projector outside with a live feed to accommodate hundreds more people. Dozens of churches were represented and Jesus Christ was lifted up in a magnificent way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that saying that everyone has a twin somewhere in the world? Well we found the identical twins of JP and Jeffery on the Hillsong&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rzx68Og94BI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/aHH7Diptqho/s1600-h/IMG00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rzx68Og94BI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/aHH7Diptqho/s200/IMG00011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133112850402631698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; United team! Check out this picture of JP, JD, Jeffrey and Peter.  The resemblence is uncanny.  This happens to me every time I go out in public.  I get mistaken for Denzel Washington all the time. In fact, I can't even walk into a shopping mall anymore without someone thinking that I am him.  It's the coolest thing!  I just sign the autographs and keep on walking.  It's tough being a superstar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life on the bayou is amazing. We are so blessed here at HPC and I love getting to be a part of this awesome journey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-1282102554804956054?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/1282102554804956054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=1282102554804956054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1282102554804956054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1282102554804956054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/11/life-on-bayou.html' title='Life on the Bayou!'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rzx6Qug939I/AAAAAAAAAZU/iDhqjKTUD-s/s72-c/fallfest-003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-4022141507035902025</id><published>2007-11-09T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:19:32.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at Fusion!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RzTId8XKZNI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Ss7GLQ0U7eM/s1600-h/IMG_2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RzTId8XKZNI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Ss7GLQ0U7eM/s200/IMG_2004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130946292226876626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had an incredible weekend as we brought over 100 college students, young professionals, and young married couples to our second Fusion retreat. We visited the huge metropolis... the booming city of Eunice, Louisiana. The Bible speaks of the ends of the Earth- we literally saw them! You know it's going to be a slammin', supernatural experience when there's no cell phone coverage, wilderness is as far as the eye can see, and a stray dog runs up to you every couple hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we had an intense dodgeball tournament where I experienced firsthand the&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RzTImcXKZOI/AAAAAAAAAY0/5X8uqMGZl3E/s1600-h/IMG_2060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RzTImcXKZOI/AAAAAAAAAY0/5X8uqMGZl3E/s200/IMG_2060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130946438255764706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; spirit of competition within the group! JP Brumfield must have been honing his dodgeball skills in the weeks leading up to retreat, because his team wiped the floor with the rest of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon we were able to watch Bama go down...I have determined that if you are going to watch LSU football, you need to have your cardiologist on speed dial! Every game brings insane drama! We all went from extreme joy to incredible anger! But, thankfully, the Tigers pulled it out. (Can you imagine me trying to preach after losing a game like that?!) God must be an LSU fan- After all, purple is the color of royalty and gold is what the streets of heaven are made of. Geaux Tigers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really proud of the Late Nite team who made this retreat so awesome. They all worked very &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RzTI0cXKZPI/AAAAAAAAAY8/qlPslzx24oM/s1600-h/IMG_2081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RzTI0cXKZPI/AAAAAAAAAY8/qlPslzx24oM/s200/IMG_2081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130946678773933298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;diligently on every detail to make it a five-star experience for everyone. The Elevate full-time interns came in, worked hard, and really helped make everything happen. Our praise and worship team were first class and brought full-on passionate worship to every service of the weekend. And I definitely gotta show some love to all the parents who came and brought their newborns with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of amazing people with us, but the MVP of the retreat was definitely Marcel Terrebone. I have known him since the pizza-slinging, Tara High Bible club days years ago and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rzh20sXKZRI/AAAAAAAAAZM/fVtf6cVIddc/s1600-h/IMG_1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rzh20sXKZRI/AAAAAAAAAZM/fVtf6cVIddc/s200/IMG_1726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131982423022265618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he was always faithful to be there every week. Now, he serves at HPC regularly and is such a blessing to all of us. We also had the pleasure of getting to know his caregiver, David... He is the man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 has been an incredible year for college students and young adults at HPC... I am looking forward to finishing the year strong and seeing what God has in store for us in 2008!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-4022141507035902025?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/4022141507035902025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=4022141507035902025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/4022141507035902025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/4022141507035902025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/11/fun-at-fusion.html' title='Fun at Fusion!'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RzTId8XKZNI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Ss7GLQ0U7eM/s72-c/IMG_2004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-3978359605244489044</id><published>2007-11-01T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:19:33.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live the Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RyoysegsZiI/AAAAAAAAAYc/aja5aXVRtGg/s1600-h/ltd-102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RyoysegsZiI/AAAAAAAAAYc/aja5aXVRtGg/s320/ltd-102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127966865400555042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow!!!  There is no other way to describe our first-ever "Live the Dream" women's conference at Healing Place Church.  In our short 14 year history, this is one of the biggest and best things we've ever done.  Months and months of planning, countless hours of preparation, creative meetings, innovative thinking, sweat equity and the touch of the Sovereign resulted in a weekend that impacted more than 1200 women.  But it didn't stop there--marriages were healed, children were blessed, families were enriched, dreams were inspired.  On top of that, over 40 pastors wives were in attendance, so the reach of the ministry was exponential!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, my personal schedule was slightly adjusted this past week with Rachel being fully&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Ryow_OgsZeI/AAAAAAAAAX8/BL20kftvMf0/s1600-h/ltd-084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Ryow_OgsZeI/AAAAAAAAAX8/BL20kftvMf0/s200/ltd-084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127964988499846626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; engaged in the "Live the Dream" efforts.  I was triple-teamed at the house with a gathering of my own--I call it the Daddy Daycare Conference!  After 4 solid days flying solo with my 3 children, all I can say is....Wow!!!!!!  I love my wife--and desperately miss her when she's gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several new dads stopped by my house while their wives were "living the dream."  Blair Gremillion and his little girl Sheldon dropped by for pizza one night.  After warming some bottles and changing a few diapers, we &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RyoxUOgsZfI/AAAAAAAAAYE/3W79M1tlhuU/s1600-h/ltd-092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RyoxUOgsZfI/AAAAAAAAAYE/3W79M1tlhuU/s200/ltd-092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127965349277099506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;encouraged each other in the Lord and asked for His mercy over the next couple of days.  When Momma's gone, it's all about survival right?  Not long after, Rob Gros came over with his brand new baby Novalee.  During our conversation, little T-Rev nearly baptized Rob in some projectile vomit--it was spectacular!!!!!  This was no little spit-up.  He double-clutched an entire 5 oz bottle that looked like the Falls of Niagara.  While Rachel was living the dream, my dream had become a nightmare!  That's my boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight for me was the opening night of the conference.  The girls and I snuck into the building to see the kick-off.  Everyone was amazing, but my favorite was the conference &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RyoxvegsZgI/AAAAAAAAAYM/S8q-yeP3qVo/s1600-h/ltd-087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RyoxvegsZgI/AAAAAAAAAYM/S8q-yeP3qVo/s200/ltd-087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127965817428534786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;host--Rachel!  She's a natural on stage--beauty personified!  Alexa, Mikaela &amp;amp; I left early, but not before placing 1 long-stem rose and a card decorated by all of us in the front seat of Rachel's car.  After doing this secret act of love and affirmation, Mikaela exclaimed, "Daddy, this has been the best day of my life!"  I said, "Why is that baby?"  She said, "Because Mommy is going to be sooooo surprised."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to all the ladies of our HPC house!  Keep living the dream!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-3978359605244489044?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/3978359605244489044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=3978359605244489044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/3978359605244489044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/3978359605244489044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/11/live-dream.html' title='Live the Dream'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RyoysegsZiI/AAAAAAAAAYc/aja5aXVRtGg/s72-c/ltd-102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-5490272482647532737</id><published>2007-10-22T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:19:33.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Amore`</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rx4TWWmGVEI/AAAAAAAAAWc/HnF7eC4ihbo/s1600-h/Italy+Trip+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rx4TWWmGVEI/AAAAAAAAAWc/HnF7eC4ihbo/s200/Italy+Trip+164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124554700737631298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I were to catalog the number of incredible ministry experiences I have had over the past 14 years and somehow rank them according to degree of impact (which would be impossible), I would have to put this one near the top.  Earlier this month, I had the privilege of leading an amazing group of young professionals from HPC to Italy for the purpose of reaching the next generation--I love taking the heart and DNA of our church all over the globe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rx4TxWmGVFI/AAAAAAAAAWk/mbVDOguaxIM/s1600-h/Italy+Trip+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rx4TxWmGVFI/AAAAAAAAAWk/mbVDOguaxIM/s200/Italy+Trip+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124555164594099282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After months of planning, meeting, creative fundraisers, and serious prayer gatherings, 22 of us packed our bags and headed for Sicily...the sight of this year's Italy for Christ (IFC) Youth Summit.  We were met by more than 100 leaders from all over the country who were eager to learn and passionate about reaching their generation.  We hosted the entire conference, equipping leaders on a variety of topics--everything from discipleship &amp;amp; raising up volunteers to the use of creative arts &amp;amp; effective outreach.  Our Late Nite band raised the roof one night with an electrifying concert that lasted well into the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the conference ended, we partnered with a local church in Catania, where we ministered&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rx4V5mmGVHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/lqubAWYvzZw/s1600-h/Italy+Trip+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rx4V5mmGVHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/lqubAWYvzZw/s200/Italy+Trip+171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124557505351275634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at several services and did street ministry in the piazza--public square where most people hang out in the evenings.  Jason Ryder led our band, Gena Bohl hooked up some "bus-hitting" dramas, our team shared testimonies, and we communicated the Gospel.  End result:  people receive Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rx4VmWmGVGI/AAAAAAAAAWs/cctwrSbbOdk/s1600-h/jacon+soccer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rx4VmWmGVGI/AAAAAAAAAWs/cctwrSbbOdk/s200/jacon+soccer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124557174638793826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The differences between us were obvious:  they like soccer--we like LSU football; they eat pasta--we eat crawfish; they kiss on the cheek when they greet--we shake hands &amp;amp; give high-5's.  Even though we are worlds apart in culture, custom, and language, we are undoubtedly one in Spirit.  The chemistry between us was immediate!  They received us and loved us as family.  They cooked for us, taught us some Italian words, and laughed with us.  Now that's what I call amore`!!  When I get to heaven, I hope God places my mansion right in the middle of all my Italian brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Healing Place, for sending us out and believing in us.  Your giving and serving is spoken of throughout the entire world.  You would be so proud of our team--their effort, flexibility, willingness, and sacrifice represented you well.  We even handed out some superlatives at the end of the trip...you'll have to ask the team about that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rx4WaWmGVII/AAAAAAAAAW8/9M4AoP30qkw/s1600-h/italy+team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rx4WaWmGVII/AAAAAAAAAW8/9M4AoP30qkw/s320/italy+team.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124558067991991426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-5490272482647532737?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/5490272482647532737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=5490272482647532737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5490272482647532737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5490272482647532737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/10/thats-amore.html' title='That&apos;s Amore`'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rx4TWWmGVEI/AAAAAAAAAWc/HnF7eC4ihbo/s72-c/Italy+Trip+164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-1964461963463726974</id><published>2007-10-16T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:19:34.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Fun</title><content type='html'>Life is full of irony. It's funny how my last post centered on slowing down and enjoying life more, however, the past 2 weeks have done nothing but accelerate for me!! It's easy to preach about the need to slow down, but it's incredibly difficult when you can't even find the brakes! If I can't do much to change the pace of things, I'm determined at least to enjoy every exhila&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RxUpIWmGVAI/AAAAAAAAAV8/GHMr82HMzko/s1600-h/PICT2680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122045374684877826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RxUpIWmGVAI/AAAAAAAAAV8/GHMr82HMzko/s200/PICT2680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rating second of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before leaving for Italy (an amazing trip that I will blog about soon), we celebrated something very important at the Haman house...Mikaela had a birthday on October 1st. She is so excited to be 5 years old, and I wanted to dedicate this post completely to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she woke up early Monday morning, we basically gave her a blank check. I said, "Baby, the day belongs to you. We are committed to going wherever you want to go and doing whatever you want to do!".....a very dangerous thing to offer a little girl who loves the bling!! Our first stop was Chick-fil-a (excellent choice--a personal favorite of mine). Since we've been married, Rachel and I have had numerous romantic date nights there--she loves the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Chick-f&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RxUp8GmGVBI/AAAAAAAAAWE/44RdiIn0_TI/s1600-h/PICT2676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122046263743108114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RxUp8GmGVBI/AAAAAAAAAWE/44RdiIn0_TI/s200/PICT2676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;il-a, we met up with Gabi LeBlanc (one of the coolest Elevate interns at HPC) and headed to kid-heaven: Chuck E Cheese. I don't know who had more fun: Mikaela or the 3 adults with her! We blitzed the arcade with a gold-mine of tokens. I must humbly confess that while playing the Hot Shot basketball game, I set the All-Time Chuck E Cheese record...when you see the high score of 52, know that it's mine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RxUqmmmGVCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/UfyzB0qCSWM/s1600-h/PICT2677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122046993887548450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RxUqmmmGVCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/UfyzB0qCSWM/s200/PICT2677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day wouldn't be complete without a trip to the mall, where we rode the carousel, visited Libby Lu, The Disney Store, Limited Too, and Claire's. And to top it all off, a cup of Dip-N-Dots for the road!! I love that little girl more than words can say. She's 5 years old now, but blink twice and she will be 25! Oh that dreaded day!! Do you think maybe I can convince her on her 25th birthday to hang out with her dad at Chuck E Cheese??? Not hardly! I better enjoy it now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-1964461963463726974?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/1964461963463726974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=1964461963463726974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1964461963463726974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1964461963463726974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/10/birthday-fun.html' title='Birthday Fun'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RxUpIWmGVAI/AAAAAAAAAV8/GHMr82HMzko/s72-c/PICT2680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-8003885477244788515</id><published>2007-09-26T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:01.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections of a Busy Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know what you're&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RvqNvmmGU7I/AAAAAAAAAVU/aRwZYrkwsHc/s1600-h/PICT2616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114556175786333106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RvqNvmmGU7I/AAAAAAAAAVU/aRwZYrkwsHc/s200/PICT2616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thinking..."Well it's about time!! Poor Mike--he's got too much going on. He needs help with updating his blog." You have no idea...it's worse than you think! Do you ever feel like life comes at you so fast that you barely have time to keep up with it, much less reflect and record your thoughts on it??? That seems to be the reality of this current season of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We live in a world that thrives on speed and acceleration. Our cars have engines that move them faster. Our compute&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RvqOU2mGU8I/AAAAAAAAAVc/N4D1n5WjEJ0/s1600-h/PICT2644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114556815736460226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RvqOU2mGU8I/AAAAAAAAAVc/N4D1n5WjEJ0/s200/PICT2644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rs have chips that increase their speed and reduce our time of waiting. Even our coffee has to be ready in an instant. We suffer from a disease called hurry sickness. It's an epidemic, and our souls diminish because of it. The tragedy in moving so fast is that we skim through life on the surface and never experience any depth. Sometimes we need to slow down, put on the breaks, and call a time-out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past couple of weeks have been squeezed with some amazing activity:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114557378377176018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RvqO1mmGU9I/AAAAAAAAAVk/hFOVfJXldKc/s200/PICT2645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;**hosting some incredible friends from out-of-town (Gary Clark-London Hillsong, &lt;/div&gt;Scott Steelman-Italy for Christ, Rich Bedayne &amp;amp; Rob Read-HPC California)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;**a wonderful time of ministry at our HPC St. Francisville campus (Timmy Straight is my country cowboy hero!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**baptizing over 100 people who decided to go public with their faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**a beautiful backyard wedding in Plaquemine&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RvqQTGmGU-I/AAAAAAAAAVs/gw0L5XBmXs4/s1600-h/PICT2660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114558984694944738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RvqQTGmGU-I/AAAAAAAAAVs/gw0L5XBmXs4/s200/PICT2660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**the home-going celebration of 3 precious saints who have stepped into eternity with Christ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**Happy Birthday to my wife Rachel who made 31 on Monday Sept 17th (She doesn't look a&lt;/div&gt;day over 21!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;**a family trip to Destin, FL as we held off a tropical storm in the gulf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**2 convincing LSU Tiger victories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**a radical weekend of touching a community through extreme serving--SERVOLUTION!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RvqQsGmGU_I/AAAAAAAAAV0/4znXuLv0GeE/s1600-h/PICT2669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114559414191674354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RvqQsGmGU_I/AAAAAAAAAV0/4znXuLv0GeE/s200/PICT2669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;**the privilege of helping dozens of people in crisis through the Gospel of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;**a trip to New Orleans for chapel and a Tennessee Titans victory in the Superdome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**an LSU Hall of Fame induction for one of my great friends Kevin Mawae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I'm not careful, I'll be tempted to race through all this activity and jump into the next thing without giving it a single thought. The great tragedy in life is not what men suffer--it's what they miss. Don't speed through life missing what's most important. Speed has a clever way of robbing us. The relationships we never deepen...people we never serve...prayers we never pray...spiritual conversations we never have...gifts we never give...spiritual gifts we never exercise...battles we never fight...victories we never win...tears we never cry...because we're in such a hurry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You and I were made for so much more. Don't just race through your life. Enjoy it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-8003885477244788515?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/8003885477244788515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=8003885477244788515' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/8003885477244788515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/8003885477244788515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/09/reflections-of-busy-man.html' title='Reflections of a Busy Man'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RvqNvmmGU7I/AAAAAAAAAVU/aRwZYrkwsHc/s72-c/PICT2616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-3995476469873818769</id><published>2007-09-10T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:02.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quick update on Little Hamanator: T-Rev made his long-awaited debut in church last weekend, looking strong and macho in his ca&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RuXIH_rBo-I/AAAAAAAAAU0/fh2MV0OUjgg/s1600-h/PICT2588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108709391998231522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RuXIH_rBo-I/AAAAAAAAAU0/fh2MV0OUjgg/s200/PICT2588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mouflage. He's already showing signs of becoming an HPC pastor--he attended multiple services! Life with 3 kids has definitely created a different dynamic for Rachel and me. After trying to taxi children to different places all morning, I consider the day a success if I just make it to the office on time. Oh the joys of parenting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mikaela (my 4 year old) and I had an interesting discussion at the breakfast t&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RuXIZvrBo_I/AAAAAAAAAU8/BoK-_e44hhE/s1600-h/PICT2570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108709696940909554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RuXIZvrBo_I/AAAAAAAAAU8/BoK-_e44hhE/s200/PICT2570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;able this morning. After informing me of her plans to be married one day, she could see the look of disgust on my face. I asked her how necessary marriage really was, warning her of the deadly germ all boys carry: cooties! She looked unconcerned. "But Baby," I reasoned, "what about how lonely your Daddy will be if you get married?" "That's ok Daddy, I'll still live with you...besides, I'm not getting married until I'm 50." Needless to say, I love that gameplan...and I will remind her of this conversation in the future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;T-Rev an&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RuXI-vrBpBI/AAAAAAAAAVM/brRCSiUsm78/s1600-h/PICT2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108710332596069394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RuXI-vrBpBI/AAAAAAAAAVM/brRCSiUsm78/s200/PICT2544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d I are connecting at different levels now that college football season is here. How 'bout them Tigers?!!! Rachel dressed him up in purple and gold for the Mississippi State game--Tiger fan since birth! When LSU played Virginia Tech, T-Rev &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RuXItfrBpAI/AAAAAAAAAVE/A9hhoAeaxJ0/s1600-h/PICT2542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108710036243325954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RuXItfrBpAI/AAAAAAAAAVE/A9hhoAeaxJ0/s200/PICT2542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and I talked strategy, X's and O's all day. Trevor's a good listener-he seemed to agree with all my opinions. I can't wait for the day when I get to bring him to Tiger Stadium for the first time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-3995476469873818769?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/3995476469873818769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=3995476469873818769' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/3995476469873818769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/3995476469873818769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/09/family-life.html' title='Family Life'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RuXIH_rBo-I/AAAAAAAAAU0/fh2MV0OUjgg/s72-c/PICT2588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-1155511255283886835</id><published>2007-09-07T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:03.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience of a Lifetime!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RuGzQ_rBo9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/g49hhH3oubo/s1600-h/experience-pix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RuGzQ_rBo9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/g49hhH3oubo/s200/experience-pix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107560556966028242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were able to host 30 people from 10 different churches around the country this week in our HPC Experience. What an awesome opportunity to grow the Kingdom! We got together, shared ideas, learned from each other and saw how church is done nationwide. We kicked off the "Experience" at One Way, then they joined us for staff development meetings, personal meetings with pastors &amp;amp; ministry leaders, break-out sessions, round table discussions and even an outreach at the Baton Rouge Dream Center!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I love about this church is the incredible relationships God has given us. We were able to unpack the heart and DNA of being a healing place for a hurting world. That's the testimony of people committed to the vision! I love what I get to do... my worst day in ministry is better than my best day any where else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-1155511255283886835?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/1155511255283886835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=1155511255283886835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1155511255283886835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1155511255283886835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/09/experience-of-lifetime.html' title='Experience of a Lifetime!'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RuGzQ_rBo9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/g49hhH3oubo/s72-c/experience-pix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-933184577262813315</id><published>2007-08-30T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:03.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Nite Live!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rtb6q_rBo6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/1tdVxTGMyDU/s1600-h/LNL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rtb6q_rBo6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/1tdVxTGMyDU/s320/LNL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104542844224381858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What better way to kick off the fall than with free food, lots of games and some slammin' worship?! We are gonna have an awesome time together tomorrow night at Late Nite Live. Meet us at the Highland Campus at 7:30pm and bring your appetite! If you are a college kid or young professional, you will not want to miss this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With football season startin' up tonight as the Tigers annihilate the Bulldogs, this is going to be one incredible weekend!! Hope to see all of you tomorrow night!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-933184577262813315?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/933184577262813315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=933184577262813315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/933184577262813315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/933184577262813315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/08/late-nite-live.html' title='Late Nite Live!'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rtb6q_rBo6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/1tdVxTGMyDU/s72-c/LNL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-2748332543789182931</id><published>2007-08-27T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:04.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30-Hour Airplane Power</title><content type='html'>Friday morning, after an amazing men's Bible study, I packed up my clothes, gathered my girls, and headed to the New Orleans airport. Our plans had been set: this trip would prove to be an incredible weekend to create some unforgettable father-daughter memories. It felt a little strange without Rachel being with us, but she packed us with enough snacks to feed an entire cafeteria of elementary school kids! "Keep your head on a swivel, don't talk on your cell phone too much, and don't let those girls out of your sight!" she warned. I had my orders to watch Alexa and Mikaela like a hawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a 4 hour layover in Atlanta, and I was in full military&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RtNbLvrBo1I/AAAAAAAAATs/1C5mHHJR1Ww/s1600-h/PICT2490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103523060074521426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RtNbLvrBo1I/AAAAAAAAATs/1C5mHHJR1Ww/s200/PICT2490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mode--no man (or in this case, daughter) left behind. The favor of God had to be on us because we discovered a kids play area right next to our departing gate! When we finally took our seats on the plane, the pilot informed us that a storm system had moved in and we would experience a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;slight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; delay. Two hours later we were still on the runway!!!! We finally were cleared to take off, and I must confess that Alexa and Mikaela were doing much better than I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around midnight, we finally reached our destination. I've never seen so many ligh&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RtNboPrBo2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/ntWh_QR76no/s1600-h/PICT2495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103523549700793186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RtNboPrBo2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/ntWh_QR76no/s200/PICT2495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ts in my life! The streets were packed with people--the city was alive. "We're not in Prairieville anymore kids," I surveyed. "Welcome to Las Vegas!" I know what you're thinking: "Now what's a pastor and his two daughters doing in Sin City for the weekend?" My youngest sister, Rebekah, was getting married--my daughters were flower girls, and I was officiating the wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We only spent a total of 30 hours in Vegas, but during our shor&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RtNcB_rBo3I/AAAAAAAAAT8/lnqXd2GL_A8/s1600-h/PICT2530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103523992082424690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RtNcB_rBo3I/AAAAAAAAAT8/lnqXd2GL_A8/s200/PICT2530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t stay we saw a couple of interesting people. Ironically, Pete Rose was signing autographs at the shopping mall of Caesar's Palace. Later that night, we ran into Mr.T from the old school show called "A-Team." I knew he was an outspoken believer, so we slung a few scriptures at each other about being salt and light in a dark world, then flexed our biceps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister w&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RtNcZvrBo4I/AAAAAAAAAUE/T_u24NpQkGM/s1600-h/PICT2513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103524400104317826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RtNcZvrBo4I/AAAAAAAAAUE/T_u24NpQkGM/s200/PICT2513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as a gorgeous bride!! She married an Italian entrepreneur with an awesome name: Mike Mongelluzzo. It was so good to see my parents and family, even though we were in a strange city. The girls and I woke up at 4:30am the next morning to make the long trip home. My little sister is all grown up now. Congratulations to Mike and Rebekah on their new life together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-2748332543789182931?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/2748332543789182931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=2748332543789182931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/2748332543789182931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/2748332543789182931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/08/30-hour-airplane-power.html' title='30-Hour Airplane Power'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RtNbLvrBo1I/AAAAAAAAATs/1C5mHHJR1Ww/s72-c/PICT2490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-4222207289731563190</id><published>2007-08-23T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:05.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope for Peru</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rs2olPrBoxI/AAAAAAAAATM/5xBGzue6zfM/s1600-h/peru4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rs2olPrBoxI/AAAAAAAAATM/5xBGzue6zfM/s200/peru4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101919310696260370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As some of you know, an 8.0 magnitude earthquake shook Peru on August 15, leaving over 400 dead and 1200 injured. In some areas, 80% of all buildings were destroyed. In fact, looking at pictures and video of the aftermath, a lot of memories come rushing back of the devastation we saw after some hurricanes here. The people there need hope, and there is no better time than now for us to be the church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does Healing Place know what it's like to be in the middle of a natural disaster, but we&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rs2tGfrBozI/AAAAAAAAATc/iOxAOuUWlMU/s1600-h/peru1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rs2tGfrBozI/AAAAAAAAATc/iOxAOuUWlMU/s200/peru1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101924279973421874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; have always felt responsible to assist others in crisis, as well. HPC was there during Katrina, 9/11, and the Tsunami. Now we have the opportunity to partner with &lt;a href="http://www.robertbarriger.com/blog.html"&gt;Pastor Robert Barriger&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.caminodevida.com/cdv/caminodevidaenglish/index.html"&gt;Camino DeVida&lt;/a&gt; to bring hope and healing to the beautiful people of Peru. We will be sending a staff team to help Pastor Robert and his church coordinate relief in some of the hardest hit areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really the church at its best- rolling up our sleeves and getting dirty to help those in need. Pray for team that left today... pray that they would hear God's voice &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rs2tM_rBo0I/AAAAAAAAATk/OKRxKCzn7pg/s1600-h/peru2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rs2tM_rBo0I/AAAAAAAAATk/OKRxKCzn7pg/s200/peru2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101924391642571586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and make a maximum impact. Pray for the Peruvian leaders... that they would make right decisions in rebuilding and helping their people. Pray for the people of Peru... that they would find Jesus in the midst of tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has not forgotten them, and I believe that He will show up and show off His love today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-4222207289731563190?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/4222207289731563190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=4222207289731563190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/4222207289731563190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/4222207289731563190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/08/hope-for-peru.html' title='Hope for Peru'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rs2olPrBoxI/AAAAAAAAATM/5xBGzue6zfM/s72-c/peru4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-1387008934978370624</id><published>2007-08-16T12:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:05.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearing from Legends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsSqOPrBowI/AAAAAAAAATE/vNI9fCCL6fo/s1600-h/LL_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099387839792128770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsSqOPrBowI/AAAAAAAAATE/vNI9fCCL6fo/s200/LL_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning I had the amazing honor of being  part of a landmark staff development meeting at HPC. In our fourteen year history as a church, this was one of the most significant things that has ever taken place. We were able to hear from four legendary men in ministry who have made a huge impact on the Kingdom worldwide: Wayne Austin, Jack Dyer, Jim Rentz, and Dave Ohlerking. These men have a combined total of 156 years of ministry experience, traveled 6 million miles to spread the Gospel, visited over 200 countries, and battled malaria and diabetes. One has even been shot in the head! Altogether they have 30 grandchildren and 2 great grandchildren. I have such massive respect for these incredible men and couldn't imagine what life would be like at this church without them. They have done innumerable acts for His glory, and today they ushered in the holiest of moments. It was truly an amazing experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some lessons they taught us...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsSo5frBovI/AAAAAAAAAS8/rD9rdCc0QSI/s1600-h/LL_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099386383798215410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsSo5frBovI/AAAAAAAAAS8/rD9rdCc0QSI/s200/LL_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We all have dark nights. There will come a time in each of our lives when all the words of encouragement that we have spoken over others, we will have to speak to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;*We must always acknowledge the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;facts&lt;/span&gt;, but hold on to the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;truth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*God can take the worst thing that can happen &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;you and make it the best thing &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;for &lt;/span&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;*The surest way to lose the anointing on your life is to take credit for something that God has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the meeting was over, many of us went down to the altars to be prayed over by these mighty men of God. We need their wisdom and direction in our lives, and it's such a privilege to serve alongside them everyday. Thank God for men of honor to lead the Kingdom, and thank God we get them here with us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-1387008934978370624?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/1387008934978370624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=1387008934978370624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1387008934978370624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1387008934978370624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/08/hearing-from-legends.html' title='Hearing from Legends...'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsSqOPrBowI/AAAAAAAAATE/vNI9fCCL6fo/s72-c/LL_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-6282970326769655043</id><published>2007-08-14T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:07.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heat Is On!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsHdajbDE0I/AAAAAAAAASM/3gf8SwlPbHI/s1600-h/Mike%27s+blog+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098599701415138114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsHdajbDE0I/AAAAAAAAASM/3gf8SwlPbHI/s200/Mike%27s+blog+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The temperatures have been blistering hot and so are weekend services at HPC!  Our focus was on the next generation as we designated this past weekend to be our Back to School Blessing.  It was an amazing time to pray over and empower hundreds of students and educators in our city. We are so excited to be embarking on this new ministry season! And speaking of new things, Alexa went back to school this week. Can &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsHdjzbDE1I/AAAAAAAAASU/K7IAQPjGI4Y/s1600-h/Mike%27s+blog+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098599860328928082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsHdjzbDE1I/AAAAAAAAASU/K7IAQPjGI4Y/s200/Mike%27s+blog+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you believe she is in the fourth grade?! She's growing up way too fast.  As I think of all the circumstances she will encounter this year, I meditate on the four things we pray over our kids every day:&lt;br /&gt;1. That they would be a light on their campus.&lt;br /&gt;2. They they would be a leader and not a follower.&lt;br /&gt;3. That they would always do what's right, even when no one's watching.&lt;br /&gt;4. That they would be stro-oh-oh-ong in temptation!&lt;br /&gt;Ask them on any given day and they can recite all of them back to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had the opportunity this weekend to be part of the Elevate orientation at Pastor Dino's house. We have 26 full-time interns this year, and as I got to spend time with them, I was overwhelmed with the promise and possibility that their futures hold. It is going to be a great year and we are so proud of Michelle and Tiffany for all the hard work they put into the program!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsHb7jbDExI/AAAAAAAAAR0/xnMX1-DF0B0/s1600-h/Mike%27s+blog+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098598069327565586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsHb7jbDExI/AAAAAAAAAR0/xnMX1-DF0B0/s200/Mike%27s+blog+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister Sarah and her family came in from Houston this weekend. All the cousins had a blast together... we played some intense games of tackle football in the house and did a lot of body slammin'! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsHc4jbDEzI/AAAAAAAAASE/TaX9Jw_Ufnc/s1600-h/Mike%27s+blog+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098599117299585842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsHc4jbDEzI/AAAAAAAAASE/TaX9Jw_Ufnc/s200/Mike%27s+blog+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was full-on fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are just making preparations for our little linebacker, T-Rev. He is eating like a champ - getting him all fattened up for football season! I have him on a rigorous work-out routine of push-ups, sit-ups, and dumbbell curls, and I'm trying to convince Rachel to add some protein to his diet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsHocjbDE3I/AAAAAAAAASk/MwvnScPLacI/s1600-h/Mike%27s+blog+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098611830402782066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsHocjbDE3I/AAAAAAAAASk/MwvnScPLacI/s200/Mike%27s+blog+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out this pic of him in his LSU outfit. So what he's just 3 weeks old- he is ready for game day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-6282970326769655043?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/6282970326769655043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=6282970326769655043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/6282970326769655043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/6282970326769655043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/08/we-had-awesome-back-to-school-blessing.html' title='The Heat Is On!'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RsHdajbDE0I/AAAAAAAAASM/3gf8SwlPbHI/s72-c/Mike%27s+blog+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-2835806964584654568</id><published>2007-08-09T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T19:13:21.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying Alive</title><content type='html'>I apologize for the extended absence!!  No pics, no posts....because I have absolutely NO TIME!!!  Little Hamanator has brought a tilt to the adult/child ratio in the house.  For the first time in our married life, Rachel and I are outnumbered 3 to 2.  We've been forced to make an adjustment to our game plan:  we can no longer play man-to-man defense...it's all about zone coverage! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do life with some of the most amazing people on the planet!  Your thoughts, prayers, cards, gifts, visits, meals, kind words--thank you for sharing in our joy!  We've celebrated like crazy, but now the work begins.  Not much sleep...but a whole lot of joy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-2835806964584654568?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/2835806964584654568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=2835806964584654568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/2835806964584654568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/2835806964584654568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/08/staying-alive.html' title='Staying Alive'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-5199956843217285868</id><published>2007-07-30T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:08.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Rev Makes His Appearance</title><content type='html'>With bags packed and Rachel about to pop, I pulled up to A&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rq4OUDbDEsI/AAAAAAAAARM/0fTV0j8SFHs/s1600-h/PICT2397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093023966281536194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rq4OUDbDEsI/AAAAAAAAARM/0fTV0j8SFHs/s200/PICT2397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dmissions 4 entrance at Woman's Hospital a few minutes after 7a.m. I knew what to expect because we've done this exact thing twice before: Alexa on 7/14/98 and Mikaela on 10/1/02. However, this day, July 25, 2007, would belong to Trevor Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cov&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rq4OqzbDEtI/AAAAAAAAARU/G436WC1UHdA/s1600-h/PICT2398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093024357123560146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rq4OqzbDEtI/AAAAAAAAARU/G436WC1UHdA/s200/PICT2398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ering the day in prayer and committing the entire experience to God, we were excited to meet our nurse Mrs. Barb Giglio from HPC--Justin's mom!! It was reassuring to see Healing Place Church sprinkled all over the hospital that week. Even after delivery, Jerri LaLonde gave us 5-star treatment for the remainder of our stay. It's amazing how God orchestrates every detail! Rachel's entire family was there, driving all night from North Carolina and Tennessee to make it. My mom came in from Dallas, and my dad would make it the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the day was spent waiting. Trevor took his time gettin&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rq4NPjbDEqI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/e00d6Qe92Iw/s1600-h/PICT2385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093022789460497058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rq4NPjbDEqI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/e00d6Qe92Iw/s200/PICT2385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g dressed in the locker room and seemed a little reluctant to run out onto the field. It wasn't until 7:36pm that Trevor decided it was game-time. The girls entertained themselves in the waiting room, and scrubbed up to catch their first glimpse of Lil' T-Rev. I was thrilled the doctor allowed Alexa to actually be in the delivery room and experience this miracle with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I had already been through this twice before, my initial focus was on Alexa and how she would react. Like a coach before a big game, I talked to &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rq4PHjbDEuI/AAAAAAAAARc/Uih3Xh6VZNc/s1600-h/PICT2399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093024851044799202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rq4PHjbDEuI/AAAAAAAAARc/Uih3Xh6VZNc/s200/PICT2399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her and got her pumped up...I totally under-estimated what impact this would have on me. When I first laid eyes on Trevor, it tore me up! I found myself crying harder than any of the ladies in the room--how ironic is that!?! I've been so intent on having a man-child, and here I was acting like a little girl! I just couldn't pull myself together. Tears never come when you need them, and when you don't want them to show up, they're always there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came out with a fair complexion, long skinny legs, distinct mouth, and red tint to his hair...weighing 7 lbs 11 oz...my exact birth-weight. I had to pinch myself all night--was it really true? Did this really happen? Do I have a son? Alexa and I cried on each other's shoulders in shock and disbelief. "It's true Daddy! Baby Trevor...just like we always wanted!" It was a beautiful moment that I will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has changed in a hurry for the Hamans. As best we could, Rachel and I celebrated our 11th anniversa&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rq4NtjbDErI/AAAAAAAAARE/Ma2XMP7GRYM/s1600-h/PICT2396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093023304856572594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rq4NtjbDErI/AAAAAAAAARE/Ma2XMP7GRYM/s200/PICT2396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ry in the hospital with a little romantic dinner for two. We are no longer the Haman-Four...there are 5 of us now. Another car seat, another place at the table, another child to get ready for bed...an&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rq4QEzbDEvI/AAAAAAAAARk/H2FVSD_77DE/s1600-h/PICT2402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093025903311786738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rq4QEzbDEvI/AAAAAAAAARk/H2FVSD_77DE/s200/PICT2402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d just when we thought diapers were a thing of the past!! Changing a little boy's diaper is a touch different than changing a little girl's diaper. We learned that boys have a built-in sprinkler system that seems to go off at the most inappropriate times!! The cover-and-switch technique must be implemented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Man is here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-5199956843217285868?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/5199956843217285868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=5199956843217285868' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5199956843217285868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5199956843217285868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/07/t-rev-makes-his-appearance.html' title='T-Rev Makes His Appearance'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rq4OUDbDEsI/AAAAAAAAARM/0fTV0j8SFHs/s72-c/PICT2397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-2285017298505852441</id><published>2007-07-23T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:09.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Alexa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RqVy2zbDElI/AAAAAAAAAQU/OgyF9K7hwnw/s1600-h/PICT2356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090601239654371922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RqVy2zbDElI/AAAAAAAAAQU/OgyF9K7hwnw/s200/PICT2356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; July 14, 2007 was an especially important date in the Haman household. We celebrated Alexa's 9th birthday (man I feel incredibly old!) and hosted a handful of her little diva friends for a slumber party. It takes a tremendous amount of courage...and money...to be the lone guy in a house full of girl-power. I'm so blessed to have such amazing girls in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RqVzJjbDEmI/AAAAAAAAAQc/csNVl_-ge88/s1600-h/PICT2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090601561776919138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RqVzJjbDEmI/AAAAAAAAAQc/csNVl_-ge88/s200/PICT2369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me, but I have to take a moment to be a proud dad. From her earliest days til now, Alexa has always carried a unique touch of God on her life. She has a gift of mercy and compassion that seems to connect with those in great need. I often watch her respond to people in a crowded room, and I get choked up thinking about the destiny God has for her to walk in. She makes friends so easily and doesn't flinch if someone is a little different than she is.  They make look different, talk different or even have a physical handicap--makes no difference to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexa has a spirit that is fierce and free, full of hilarious joy&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RqVz6zbDEnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZMCZZiHLKQc/s1600-h/PICT2368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090602407885476466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RqVz6zbDEnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZMCZZiHLKQc/s200/PICT2368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. She loves to laugh. She's not afraid to get dirty. She never backs down from a challenge--and she's got some dangerous kickball skills!! She's smart like her mother--she loves the microphone like her father--and I can't believe she belongs to me!!! We've taught her to live by the 10 Commandments, and I've added Commandment #11: all boys have cooties! I think she's starting to question that one though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can imagine how thrilled I was when Alexa asked me if she could be baptized. Of course, I made sure she understood the significance of water baptism, and Alexa convinced me by saying, "Daddy, baptism is an outward ex&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RqV0PDbDEoI/AAAAAAAAAQs/MJIoGbBPPDg/s1600-h/PICT2378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090602755777827458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RqV0PDbDEoI/AAAAAAAAAQs/MJIoGbBPPDg/s200/PICT2378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pression of an inward condition. I want the world to know that I belong to Jesus." So Saturday night after church, I experienced the biggest privilege of my brief career in fatherhood: baptizing my daughter on her birthday! She went down in that water a nervous little 9 year old, but when she came up, all of us were in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 John 4 says, "I have no greater joy than to know that my children walk in the truth." Thank You Jesus!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-2285017298505852441?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/2285017298505852441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=2285017298505852441' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/2285017298505852441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/2285017298505852441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/07/princess-alexa.html' title='Princess Alexa'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RqVy2zbDElI/AAAAAAAAAQU/OgyF9K7hwnw/s72-c/PICT2356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-3848060829413770324</id><published>2007-07-12T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T12:45:02.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Career Compass</title><content type='html'>Don't forget that tomorrow is the last day to vote for &lt;a href="http://www.careercompassla.org//"&gt;Career Compass of Louisiana&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://www.campaignforyourcause.com/"&gt;Campaign for Your Cause Contest&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scroll down and check out my June 6 post for all the details!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-3848060829413770324?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/3848060829413770324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=3848060829413770324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/3848060829413770324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/3848060829413770324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/07/career-compass.html' title='Career Compass'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-8632333077701776912</id><published>2007-07-12T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:10.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Land of the Aussies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RpZo95maWwI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yNMDm1WtI2g/s1600-h/IMG00064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RpZo95maWwI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yNMDm1WtI2g/s200/IMG00064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086368241804794626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pastor Dino, Julio Melara, Lee Domingue, Kevin Mawae, Emily Morrow, and myself took a ten-day trip to the Hillsong Church conference in Sydney and it was spectacular! It was the Who’s Who of the Christian Zoo and I felt like a tiny amoeba in a sea of spiritual giants! Bishop T.D. Jakes, Jentzen Franklin, John Bevere, Louie Giglio, Israel Houghton, Steven Curtis Chaplin, Chris Tomlin, Joseph Prince, Ed Young, Jr.,  Darlene Zschech, Brian, Bobby and Joel Houston, Nick and Chris Caine, and Hillsong United were all there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RpZonJmaWvI/AAAAAAAAAOU/3mDo7AA0kh0/s1600-h/IMG00030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RpZonJmaWvI/AAAAAAAAAOU/3mDo7AA0kh0/s200/IMG00030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086367850962770674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were joined by 33, 000 delegates representing 69 different countries around the globe. The conference was held at Olympic Park (the site of the 2000 Winter Olympic Games) and every square inch was utilized. Every day was jam-packed, starting with services at 9am and finishing at 11pm (with only a 30 minute break for lunch). It was non-stop, frantic, all over the place, little time to catch your breathe, and we squeezed every moment for all that is was worth. Lee did a break-out session on leadership out of his book, Pearls of the King. Pastor Dino was able to do a few sessions with Chris Caine and was part of a discussion panel covering social justice, poverty, and helping the oppressed. They both did an incredible job and made us all so proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RpZm_JmaWrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ArMuryhG8S8/s1600-h/IMG00062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RpZm_JmaWrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ArMuryhG8S8/s200/IMG00062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086366064256375474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also got to attend a Rugby match with Kevin, Joel, Chris Tomlin, and Louie Giglio. Nick hooked us up with great tickets to go see the Australians battle the South Africans and it was awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conference was one of the most amazing experiences of my &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RpZpPpmaWxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/DPABxARUzpw/s1600-h/IMG00017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RpZpPpmaWxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/DPABxARUzpw/s200/IMG00017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086368546747472658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;life. I learned a bunch, listened a lot, and hung out with great people. It made a huge impact on me and a lot was deposited into my spirit. This experience totally enlarged our hearts and our vision, as well as confirmed where we are as a church. Hillsong and HPC share a lot of the same language and the same spirit of excellence, which allows us to connect on many different levels. It was so cool to see what church can be like there, but we still absolutely love what we have here. There is really no place like home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Check out my link on the side bar to see all of the pics!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-8632333077701776912?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/8632333077701776912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=8632333077701776912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/8632333077701776912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/8632333077701776912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/07/land-of-aussies.html' title='Land of the Aussies!'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RpZo95maWwI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yNMDm1WtI2g/s72-c/IMG00064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-850488410916625391</id><published>2007-07-06T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:10.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Submerged?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Ro6Rn5ysRBI/AAAAAAAAANU/8BOFzuiS37M/s1600-h/IMG_4015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Ro6Rn5ysRBI/AAAAAAAAANU/8BOFzuiS37M/s200/IMG_4015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084161144062231570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past week I was able to be a part of one of the greatest youth camps of all time! Submerge 07 featured 2 spectacular worship teams (Late Nite at Celebration Church, and the HPC team), the dynamic communicator Rev. Spike (aka Greg Hawks), the infamous game show host Al Macaphee, and 17 of the greatest churches in America! The students, ranging from 5th grade to seniors in high school, were literally submerged with the presence of God. It was amazing to see young people put aside their cool fascade and lift their hands and voices to their creator.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Ro6R-JysRCI/AAAAAAAAANc/64C-WpJzaF0/s1600-h/IMG_4027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Ro6R-JysRCI/AAAAAAAAANc/64C-WpJzaF0/s200/IMG_4027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084161526314320930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had the honor of sharing in one of the sessions to the kids about making a difference. I could see it all over their faces. This is a generation that wants to make an impact on their culture. The generation that is not changed by the world will be the generation that changes the world. Their energy and enthusiasm created an even stronger fire within me to step up, stand out, and change this world for the cause of Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Ro6SjpysRDI/AAAAAAAAANk/EwjTtEXkgu8/s1600-h/IMG_4415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Ro6SjpysRDI/AAAAAAAAANk/EwjTtEXkgu8/s200/IMG_4415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084162170559415346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the highlights of the camp was when one of Late Nite's own characters made a special guest appearance as the Deal or No Deal host. Kickball Champion turned game show host Al Macaphee was a hit. His 70's hairstyle accompanied by his sarcastic whit drew in the masses! One girl actually won the grand prize of a thousand dollars! To a junior higher that's like a million!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole week was fantastic. I thank God that He allows me to be a part of movement that cannot be stopped. It can not be silenced. We are being followed by a generation that will change this world for the Kingdom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-850488410916625391?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/850488410916625391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=850488410916625391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/850488410916625391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/850488410916625391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/07/are-you-submerged.html' title='Are You Submerged?'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Ro6Rn5ysRBI/AAAAAAAAANU/8BOFzuiS37M/s72-c/IMG_4015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-8589609020693964169</id><published>2007-06-23T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:11.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Servanthood</title><content type='html'>We are blessed with some amazing friends! Today, Darrel and Becky Delphin dedicated their entire Saturday to help us prepare little Trevor's nursery. Becky has this incredibly creative and decorating gift, while Darrel is good at doing whatever she tells him! Ha! Fellas, I found that's the chemistry for a great marriage. When it comes to interior design, it's best not to have an opinion. Simply affirm what she thinks is best and write the check! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tabitha Ivy is a cool chick because she's from Missouri--my home state. She's been attending HPC for nearly 4 years now and plays a vi&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rn3WAm5UjNI/AAAAAAAAANM/BeLrAOVauus/s1600-h/PICT2336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rn3WAm5UjNI/AAAAAAAAANM/BeLrAOVauus/s320/PICT2336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079451260673101010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tal role in our Late Nite ministry. She has come by the house several times during the last couple of weeks for the sole purpose of spoiling Rachel. Here she is massaging Rachel's feet. She plans to attend massage therapy school next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks you for your ministry to us! Ya'll are the best!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-8589609020693964169?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/8589609020693964169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=8589609020693964169' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/8589609020693964169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/8589609020693964169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/06/servanthood.html' title='Servanthood'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rn3WAm5UjNI/AAAAAAAAANM/BeLrAOVauus/s72-c/PICT2336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-3359200754061009573</id><published>2007-06-18T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:12.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Fast Lane</title><content type='html'>I've been off my crutches now for nearly a month, and though I'm still sporting the NASA space boot, I can't tell you how awesome it feels to be back in the action!! The past several weeks have been absolutely amazing--God is on the move, and we're doing our best to keep up with Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 30 Late Niters stepped up to the bowling challenge a&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RnbL2W5UjKI/AAAAAAAAAM0/2-OEQ9jljF8/s1600-h/terrybowling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RnbL2W5UjKI/AAAAAAAAAM0/2-OEQ9jljF8/s200/terrybowling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077469764626189474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; couple of weeks ago (I must confess that girls rule and boys drool), we brought over 100 college students and young adults to Fusion, our very first retreat experience. It was incredible!! The power of the Holy Spirit descended on us in a special way, marking our lives forever. It was cool to see so many new faces and sense the excitement of this fresh wave of God in our generation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys redeemed themselves in the afternoon field competition called "Battle of the Sexes." I think we could turn in some footage to America's Funniest Videos and with the prize money make a major cash donation to our Chapter 2 building fund! A big thank you goes out to all those who provided scholarship money making it possible for many to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel continues to grow--she's the most &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RnbMY25UjLI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dvmEnM5pVeQ/s1600-h/PICT2325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RnbMY25UjLI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dvmEnM5pVeQ/s200/PICT2325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077470357331676338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful pregnant woman I've ever seen--and little Trevor seems like he is going to be one active boy...wonder where he gets that from? Alexa and Mikaela are pumped and have already planned out the things they want to do with their new brother. My only warning: don't turn him into some little girly-man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night, Alexa and I returned home from being away at Fusion retreat. When I walked in the door, Mikaela ran up to me and gave me a big hug saying, "Daddy, is tomorrow Father's Day?" I got excited, thinking she had been working all weekend long on a homemade Father's Day project and was&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RnbMxm5UjMI/AAAAAAAAANE/GFU9PybvCBw/s1600-h/PICT2332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RnbMxm5UjMI/AAAAAAAAANE/GFU9PybvCBw/s200/PICT2332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077470782533438658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ready to give it to me. "It sure is!" I told her. She was disappointed. "Oh," she said, "I like Mother's Day better!" Gotta love those kids...I never know what they'll say next!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-3359200754061009573?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/3359200754061009573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=3359200754061009573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/3359200754061009573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/3359200754061009573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/06/back-in-fast-lane.html' title='Back in the Fast Lane'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RnbL2W5UjKI/AAAAAAAAAM0/2-OEQ9jljF8/s72-c/terrybowling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-3632942672747650880</id><published>2007-06-06T13:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:12.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Campaigning for a good cause!</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine and a great woman in our church, Kacy Edwards, is a former teacher with a heart for the kids of our community. She quit teaching to start an organization called "Career Compass of Louisiana", which helps high school seniors with their post-secondary endeavors at no charge. Kacy and another former teacher, Julie Scott, go into high schools and sit one-on-one with the kids, offering college and career coaching to them for free! Not only do they inform the students about the more than 30 schools in the area, but they also help them fill out SAT/ACT applications, federal financial aid forms, post-secondary applications, scholarship applications, and anything else they may need to pursue their goals and dreams. They met with and assisted over 500 seniors in EBR parish last year and have plans to expand into Ascension, WBR, Livingston, Iberville and other surrounding areas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say all that because Burger King is sponsoring a contest where they will give $50,000 to a winning cause. Out of more than four-thousand organizations, Career Compass has already made the top TEN - but in order to win, they need your help! (Sidenote: they are a two person non-profit up against much larger corporations) You can vote once a day between now and July 13 at &lt;a href="http://www.campaignforyourcause.com"&gt;www.campaignforyourcause.com&lt;/a&gt;. You can also text message COMPASS to 287437(BURGER). If you're on the forgetful side, check out &lt;a href="http://www.careercompassla.org"&gt;www.careercompassla.org&lt;/a&gt; and sign up for daily reminder. Voting will only take a  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmcZ0W5UjJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ZGTm2If9e2Y/s1600-h/campaign.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmcZ0W5UjJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ZGTm2If9e2Y/s320/campaign.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073051892546047122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;second, but the money Career Compass might win could change the lives of thousands of teenagers in our state. They might even help change the life of someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kacy's relationship with HPC gave her the courage to start this whole thing. Her passion is education and she is leading the charge to change lives in Louisiana. Let's step up and put this state on the map for something amazing! I'm voting every day- are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-3632942672747650880?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/3632942672747650880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=3632942672747650880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/3632942672747650880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/3632942672747650880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/06/campaigning-for-good-cause.html' title='Campaigning for a good cause!'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmcZ0W5UjJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ZGTm2If9e2Y/s72-c/campaign.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-4416295067172235540</id><published>2007-06-05T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:13.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmW6QG5UjHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/GtRUoAarpbQ/s1600-h/0528071529%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmW6QG5UjHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/GtRUoAarpbQ/s200/0528071529%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072665341194439794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel and I have some of the best friends on the planet! I'm constantly amazed at how good God is to us and the wonderful people we get to share life with. Last week we rolled up to Nashville to hang out with Kevin and Traci Mawae--by far the coolest people in the Music City--and made up for the months of sleep deprivation we've accumulated. The kids stayed in the pool literally all day, Rachel feasted on her favorite pregnancy snacks (anything chocolate), &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmW5JW5UjFI/AAAAAAAAAMM/GoFDvjIzIpg/s1600-h/0528071336%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmW5JW5UjFI/AAAAAAAAAMM/GoFDvjIzIpg/s200/0528071336%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072664125718694994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and I worked on my pasty, pale white skin issues--there's no hope for me...I'm just plain vanilla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back in town and wasted no time re-entering our NASCAR-like work schedule. (I actually watched 20 minutes of a race in Dover yesterday and felt for the first time I could really get into racing if I let myself. I think the Disney movie "Cars" had something to do with it too!) We caught Alexa pushing a vacuum cleaner at church in one of the classes the other day, proving she does have the ability to work, even though she denies it at home!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmWSW25UjCI/AAAAAAAAAL0/oOQIro5TJRk/s1600-h/053107_1411%5B00%5D%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmWSW25UjCI/AAAAAAAAAL0/oOQIro5TJRk/s200/053107_1411%5B00%5D%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072621476693445666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to give a shout-out to all the members of our Late Nite missions team. Going on little sleep and pushing through the brutal summer heat, we put on a huge garage sale last Saturday to raise support for Italy. I forgot to put on my normal sunblock (SPF 1000), so I had to tie a shirt around my head and look like Little Red Riding Hood all day. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmW5p25UjGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/7jOHQ965BWs/s1600-h/0602071313a%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmW5p25UjGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/7jOHQ965BWs/s200/0602071313a%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072664684064443490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who gave their time, energy, and stuff to make missions a reality!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-4416295067172235540?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/4416295067172235540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=4416295067172235540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/4416295067172235540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/4416295067172235540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/06/doing-life.html' title='Doing Life'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmW6QG5UjHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/GtRUoAarpbQ/s72-c/0528071529%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-5714000193000134781</id><published>2007-05-31T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:13.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concrete Gospel</title><content type='html'>What a great start to an incredible day! A motley crew of guys gathered at the Annex early Thursday morning at 6am to connect with Jesus and then take Him to the streets of our community. We set up shop in a downtown parking lot near the Volunteers of America on Florida St, backed up a truck, and fed breakfast to nearly 60 men and women who call the concrete streets their home. They were in need of more than just a hot meal...they needed a little taste of hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmILcPPSIOI/AAAAAAAAALU/UpBQH9mZXhU/s1600-h/homeless1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmILcPPSIOI/AAAAAAAAALU/UpBQH9mZXhU/s320/homeless1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071628710127476962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm constantly amazed and inspired by the volunteer revolution taking place among us. Two guys, Vince and Frank offer their time and resources to make sure this experience happens every single week. Our Cooking for Christ team starts long before the sun comes up preparing eggs and biscuits. A dozen Refuge students give up precious teenage sleep during their summer vacation for the purpose of serving others--Tyler and Jason are doing an amazing job teaching this next generation about the value of serving the poor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the truck pulls up and all the red "Serve Team" shirts pour out, the entire neighborhood knows what's up--kinda like when momma used to call all the kids in for dinner. In a unique way, we're beginning to feel like family, sons and daughters of our heavenly Father, as we break bread together. You can see the beauty of Jesus and sense the calling of the Cross everywhere! CiCi needed a pair of shoes (size 7 &amp; 1/2) and after making arrangements for her to pick up her new kicks, we prayed for divine direction over every step she would take. Evelyn had bronchitis from years of smoking and needed healing in her body. Karen was from Shreveport and trying to beat an addiction to cocaine. Joe was dressed in his very best that day and needed favor for a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmILyPPSIPI/AAAAAAAAALc/k4gGYCzduQk/s1600-h/homeless2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmILyPPSIPI/AAAAAAAAALc/k4gGYCzduQk/s320/homeless2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071629088084599026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus returns to this earth, I pray He will find us doing this very thing--helping the oppressed, serving the poor and hurting, being a voice for those without a voice, and loving His favorite people. "When you've done it to the least of these...you've done it unto Me!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-5714000193000134781?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/5714000193000134781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=5714000193000134781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5714000193000134781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5714000193000134781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/05/serving-poor.html' title='Concrete Gospel'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RmILcPPSIOI/AAAAAAAAALU/UpBQH9mZXhU/s72-c/homeless1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-1501451837559677593</id><published>2007-05-28T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:14.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Block Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rlw5477VKNI/AAAAAAAAALE/6buxFv-pZ70/s1600-h/0526071123a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rlw5477VKNI/AAAAAAAAALE/6buxFv-pZ70/s320/0526071123a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069990930834335954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rlw55r7VKOI/AAAAAAAAALM/iodBLCD52mQ/s1600-h/0526071134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rlw55r7VKOI/AAAAAAAAALM/iodBLCD52mQ/s320/0526071134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069990943719237858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, our HPC Serve team took it to the streets once again to celebrate some of God's favorite people.  I love being connected to men and women who look beyond the four walls of the church and reach into the community.  We are definitely a part of something special at Healing Place!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dozens of volunteers worked to put together an event that would bring out the entire neighborhood.  The party started bumpin' with a little music and some food on the corner of Odell and 39th street.  Before long, the place was hoppin' with kids:  playing in bubbles, getting their faces painted, wiping out on the slip-n-slide, and hoopin' it up in a game of basketball.  Moms and Dads came to see what the fun was all about.  How cool is that?!  In the middle of all the shouts of joy and laughter, you could literally feel the presence of Jesus.  It was as if heaven came down and kissed a portion of our city that so desperately needed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about the Old Testament scripture in Zephaniah 3:17 that says, "For the Lord your God has arrived to live among you.  He is a mighty Savior.  He will rejoice over you with great gladness.  With His love, He will calm all your fears.  He will exult over you by singing a happy song!"  I guess it's true--there aint no party like a Holy Ghost party 'cause a Holy Ghost party don't stop!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-1501451837559677593?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/1501451837559677593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=1501451837559677593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1501451837559677593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1501451837559677593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/05/block-party.html' title='Block Party'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rlw5477VKNI/AAAAAAAAALE/6buxFv-pZ70/s72-c/0526071123a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-7645678381174217211</id><published>2007-05-21T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:15.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family &amp; Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RlIh0r7VKAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ehzzKq5F_q8/s1600-h/PICT2264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RlIh0r7VKAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ehzzKq5F_q8/s200/PICT2264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067149719773718530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexa is finishing her last week of the 3rd grade...I can't believe how old that makes me! Do you remember your 3rd grade days? I can still remember my teacher, Mrs. Tesreau saying, "Eyes, eyes, give me your eyes!" I'm so proud of my soon-to-be 4th grader. Alexa has been a consistent honor roll student since she first began school. That means 1 of 2 things: either she's extremely smart and has natural intelligence, or she has absolutely brilliant parents! I think both are true!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RlIqAL7VKMI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ku6SY5L1c_0/s1600-h/PICT2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RlIqAL7VKMI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ku6SY5L1c_0/s200/PICT2252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067158713435236546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikaela has been in full summer swing for the past 2 weeks. Nanette Fontenot has been giving her swimming lessons and has magically turned Mikaela into a little mermaid. Thank you Nanette for your patience and diligence--you've transformed the reluctance of a 4 year old into a water world of fun!! You're the best! Mikaela's fear of the water has been conquered with your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RlImP77VKEI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/oEkO8tHw_6I/s1600-h/PICT2269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RlImP77VKEI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/oEkO8tHw_6I/s200/PICT2269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067154585971664962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel is on her continued "growth track" and informed me last week that during her pregnancy, she has put on 47 lbs! And with 10 weeks of pregnancy left, it's safe to say that number won't be the last--she gained 65 lbs in both of her 1st two pregnancies. I never know how to respond when Rachel tells me things like that. There's always this awkward silence where I'm searching for the safest answer that will produce the most favorable results. When I try to be excited and celebrate those 47 lbs by telling her, "Oh honey, I can't even notice. It's all baby!" she doesn't believe me. So the next time she makes a comment about her weight, I act like I'm really depressed and can't get over how big she is getting...that doesn't go over real well either!! I've discovered the best thing to say when a pregnant women makes a comment about her weight--NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RlIie77VKCI/AAAAAAAAAJs/sVJEBYj55yQ/s1600-h/PICT2267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RlIie77VKCI/AAAAAAAAAJs/sVJEBYj55yQ/s200/PICT2267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067150445623191586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, we traveled to West Monroe, LA, and ministered at Life Church where some of our favorite people, Joel and Angel Dyke, pastor. They happened to be on a cruise with their family for some much needed rest and refreshing, so Joe and Stacie Watts hosted us while we were there--what an amazing couple!! I'm pumped about the impact Life Church is making in north Louisiana and their commitment to do whatever it takes to reach the lost. Thank you Life Church family for receiving us with open arms. We look forward to being with you again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-7645678381174217211?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/7645678381174217211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=7645678381174217211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/7645678381174217211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/7645678381174217211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/05/family-friends.html' title='Family &amp; Friends'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RlIh0r7VKAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ehzzKq5F_q8/s72-c/PICT2264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-1763128318718670120</id><published>2007-05-16T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:16.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mud-Bug Mow Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RktaRr7VJ9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/xrItTtGsM7o/s1600-h/mudbugmowdown07+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RktaRr7VJ9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/xrItTtGsM7o/s200/mudbugmowdown07+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065241465804105682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday marked the official start of our Late Nite summer celebration. Final exams are over for all of our college students--can you hear the shouts of joy in the streets?--so we had to kick up a little dust Cajun-style. With the help of some amazing guys and gals, we set up some tables, rolled out the newspaper, and peeled some of the biggest crawfish tales I've seen this season! I've confirmed this theory with our staff theologian-in-residence, Johnny Green, but I believe crawfish will be served at the Marriage Supper of the Lamb...at least that's what it says in my KJN version of the Bible! Ha! &lt;a href="http://store.healingplacechurch.org/ministries/latenite/07/?page_id=29"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; for more photos of the Mudbug Mowdown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A huge "Thank You" goes out to our staff and core team for making this year's crawfish boil such a great experience. Taking a break from our usual Saturday night services this summer means that opportunities to get together are so important. We may surprise you in a couple of weeks with a spontaneous Late Nite bowling bonanza--even though I can't even walk right now. I'm an amazing bowler...just pull out those bumper pads, and I'll knock down some serious pins!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RktZnL7VJ8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/VKOKhhhmcpM/s1600-h/fusionweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RktZnL7VJ8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/VKOKhhhmcpM/s200/fusionweb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065240735659665346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't forget about &lt;a href="http://store.healingplacechurch.org/ministries/latenite/07/?page_id=114"&gt;"FUSION"&lt;/a&gt;--our college/young adult retreat coming up next month (June 15-16) at the illustrious 5-star venue known as Tall Timbers (I hear Forrest Hill, LA is beautiful this time of year!!). It's going to be slammin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-1763128318718670120?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/1763128318718670120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=1763128318718670120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1763128318718670120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1763128318718670120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/05/mud-bug-mow-down.html' title='Mud-Bug Mow Down'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RktaRr7VJ9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/xrItTtGsM7o/s72-c/mudbugmowdown07+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-5507844612649741410</id><published>2007-05-11T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:16.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men and Women of Steel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RkTf4bb8G9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/w3Bp6pOFHdY/s1600-h/steel2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RkTf4bb8G9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/w3Bp6pOFHdY/s320/steel2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063418041601891282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I drove onto the Highland campus and saw the construction site, I nearly jumped out of my handicap boot! After much sacrifice, many prayers, and the faithful giving of our HPC family, it truly was incredible to see steel finally coming out of the ground. This is only the beginning of an amazing faith-journey in which God has prepared for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember the "early days" when our church was limited to 6 acres, and we were desperately looking for land. From that day to this, God has continued to write the story of His love among us. I am convinced that we are living in the middle of a miracle. It's because of the faithfulness of God and the commitment of so many to bring hope and healing to those who hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habakkuk 1:5 says, "Look at the nations and be amazed. Watch and be astounded at what I'm about to do. For I am doing something in your own day; something you wouldn't believe even if someone told it to you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May those steel beams be a reminder of the strength of our God, and may it galvanize our love and passion for His house!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-5507844612649741410?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/5507844612649741410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=5507844612649741410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5507844612649741410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5507844612649741410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/05/men-and-women-of-steel.html' title='Men and Women of Steel'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RkTf4bb8G9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/w3Bp6pOFHdY/s72-c/steel2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-1462547482242620153</id><published>2007-04-30T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:16.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RjY7vLb8G8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/qg33EPPt6zo/s1600-h/0425071514%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RjY7vLb8G8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/qg33EPPt6zo/s320/0425071514%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059296913107196866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering about the condition of my leg, I have a pretty picture of what the doctor saw when he pulled it out of the cast last week...pleasant huh? Gives new meaning to "how beautiful are the feet of those who bring Good News!" I'm starting the challenging road of physical therapy with Mitch Mula this week. Though I held a press conference announcing to the professional kickball world my retirement from the league (ha ha), I am still committed to creating unforgettable backyard memories for my children--hopefully without any more broken bones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so good to be back at Late Nite this past Saturday! It's been a long time since I've been involved--I last preached on March 10th!! It's difficult to put into words the feelings and emotions that you experience when you reconnect with something you love. Healing Place Church has the world's best college students and young adults anywhere on the planet! You just don't realize how much something means to you until it's taken away. During the month of April, I felt like Tom Hanks in the movie "Castaway"--my life has crashed into an unknown, deserted island, and I often find myself talking to a pair of crutches I fondly named "Wilson" and "Spalding."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your thoughts and prayers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-1462547482242620153?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/1462547482242620153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=1462547482242620153' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1462547482242620153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/1462547482242620153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/04/moving-forward.html' title='Moving Forward'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RjY7vLb8G8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/qg33EPPt6zo/s72-c/0425071514%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-268084726412278428</id><published>2007-04-25T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T14:13:47.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kickball Tournament</title><content type='html'>Late Nite is doing our first ever kickball tournament this Saturday! (no i will not be playing!) It will be held at Highland Road Park from 1-3 pm. Check out these funny videos some of our creative minds put together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kickball part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mxYOoSHgRbY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mxYOoSHgRbY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kickball part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L_FXm2g4Zxo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L_FXm2g4Zxo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-268084726412278428?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/268084726412278428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=268084726412278428' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/268084726412278428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/268084726412278428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/04/kickball-tournament.html' title='Kickball Tournament'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-5992854779870645722</id><published>2007-04-25T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:17.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making a Comeback</title><content type='html'>This week has been marked by some notable progress.  Monday afternoon I went to the gym--crutches and all--and worked out for the first time in 3 weeks.  It felt awesome...though I realize I'm pathetic and sorely out of shape!  It wears me out  just getting to the water fountain in between sets.  I was in the office Tuesday, leg propped up and my crutches nearby, having meetings and making phone calls.  It was wonderful to be back, fully engaged in church life again.  I even scheduled a lunch appointment with a very attractive, drop-dead gorgeous woman--my wife!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't preached in over a month, so you can imagine how I'm driving everyone around me insane.  My kids won't let me say the blessing over the meals anymore, and for the life of me, I can't understand why!  There's nothing wrong with putting a little "preach" in your prayer, is there??  It must be the Greek word studies on "chicken nuggets" I include that are making everyone so impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Ri92lLb8G6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/BQD8eIuLxMg/s1600-h/Go+Big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Ri92lLb8G6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/BQD8eIuLxMg/s200/Go+Big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057391287657569186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, I'm excited about the guys Friday morning study at Vitality called "Go Big."  I'll be teaching this Friday on our Christian faith being a "Big Adventure" and the thrill of trusting God in the journey.  I love doing life with guys who are fully committed to following Jesus regardless of the risks involved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving forward, slowly but surely, one leg at a time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-5992854779870645722?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/5992854779870645722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=5992854779870645722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5992854779870645722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5992854779870645722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/04/making-comeback.html' title='Making a Comeback'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Ri92lLb8G6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/BQD8eIuLxMg/s72-c/Go+Big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-9054146511144434879</id><published>2007-04-20T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:17.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Taste of Freedom</title><content type='html'>Fourteen consecutive days of doing life from a recliner--your leg elevated to your earlobe--no ESPN or even basic cable for that matter...it's enough to drive anyone crazy!! I thank God for this easy-chair, but when I'm finally able to walk again, I'm going to drag it out to the backyard, douse it with gasoline, and watch it go up in flames!! We'll sing a song of celebration as we sacrifice this piece of furniture, marking the end of my frustration and the beginning of a new season. Oh to be able to walk!! When I'm able to put both feet on the ground, I'll never again complain when Rachel asks me to get up and pour her a glass of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's confession time. Many of you have been injured before and know what it's like to lose mobility. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RilA_RVGJuI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Q9nhHzHSBWU/s1600-h/Sonic+Logo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RilA_RVGJuI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Q9nhHzHSBWU/s200/Sonic+Logo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055643512427914978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In a sense, it's like being stripped of part of your independence. Don't you hate having to depend on everyone for everything? While talking on the phone with my mom (who lives outside of Dallas) yesterday, I found out she was at the Sonic drive-in. Instantly, I got a craving for a Sonic burger. It was lunchtime, and I made a decision--my hunting and gathering instincts kicked in. Ten minutes later I was driving down Hwy. 42 with both windows down, radio on, crutches in the Tahoe, and my leg propped up on the passenger seat! I felt like a man for the first time in 2 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could describe to you the joy I felt!! FREEEEEEEEEEEEEDOM!!! Out of that recliner, out of the house, wind in my face, and all the horse-power my broken leg could handle!! I was going to exercise my drive-thru right as an American man...Me want Sonic burger--me &lt;strong&gt;go and get&lt;/strong&gt; Sonic burger! Being a carnivore never felt better! Though I still have a long recovery ahead of me, it was therapy to taste the freedom of full mobility again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this needs to be our little secret. Rachel is still in London, England, right now and doesn't need to know anything about this! Can I trust you to keep this just between us? Mikaela, who couldn't keep a secret if her life depended on it, has assured me that my solo Sonic-run is safe with her...never-mind the fact that she has already told all the neighbors!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-9054146511144434879?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/9054146511144434879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=9054146511144434879' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/9054146511144434879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/9054146511144434879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/04/taste-of-freedom.html' title='A Taste of Freedom'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RilA_RVGJuI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Q9nhHzHSBWU/s72-c/Sonic+Logo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-2263403734337240745</id><published>2007-04-19T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T10:38:33.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because He's Faithful</title><content type='html'>Even though I have slammed on the breaks and my schedule has come to a screeching halt, my spirit is alive and active. I've been able to do some personal inventory and evaluate my "true" priorities--weighing them up against this arbitrary list I carry in my head. It's embarrassing to look at some of the things in my past and realize how selfish I have been. Sometimes I act as if I'm the all-powerful sun, and everything else in the universe must orbit around me. I'm convinced that the most important investment of my time and energy is not in chasing my own dreams, but in loving and serving the people God has brought into my life. It's sad when God has to break your leg to improve your sight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am forever committed to the faithfulness of God. The Bible, history books, and the countless testimonies of modern Christians all over the world remind us to celebrate the faithfulness of God. In the Old Testament, God threw the mighty Egyptian army into the Red Sea. He used hail and locusts, storms and drought, all to accomplish His will. He sent fire from heaven and blinded the eyes of His enemies. He gave children to those in old age, and He delivered His people using the weakest of human servants.  Why?  Because He's faithful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the New Testament He defeated the devil in the wilderness. He raised people from the dead and gave sight back to the blind. He turned a motley crew of fishermen into a group of leaders that would turn the world upside-down! Perhaps most importantly, He snapped the iron grips of death, throwing off its tyranny, bursting from the grave!  Why?  Because He's faithful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He poured out His Spirit on all flesh--young and old, men and women--and empowered them to speak of the Good News of His love to the ends of the earth. From the time Jesus ascended into heaven until now, He has enable His Church to withstand the onslaught on persecution and division, heresies and harassment so that His final command might be fulfilled, to go into all the world and preach the Gospel to every creature!  Why?  Because He's faithful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the sermon...I haven't preached in weeks, and I needed an outlet!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-2263403734337240745?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/2263403734337240745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=2263403734337240745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/2263403734337240745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/2263403734337240745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/04/random-thoughts-from-one-legged-pastor.html' title='Because He&apos;s Faithful'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-3949303826212652623</id><published>2007-04-15T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:18.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery</title><content type='html'>I'm learning some interesting lessons about myself and the world around me during this time of healing and recovery. Looking at life through this lens has given me such a different perspective. Sometimes God has to put you flat on your back in order for you to look up...literally! I have quickly realized that I'm not a very patient guy. I prayed that God would hurry up and teach me patience, but I'm discovering that it can be a very slow, grueling process. It's funny, but I measure patience by a stop-watch...He measures it by a calendar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda like a sports car--built for speed. I love accelerated growth and can change on a dime. I thrive on high-octane ministry and performance. I want my schedule to be full and my daily goals accomplished in record time...all for the glory of the Lord, of course! Like a true redneck, my sports car has been totalled and is up on cinder blocks out in the back yard. Tall &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RiUCD0sX1NI/AAAAAAAAAH0/y4FVJ2_WoA0/s1600-h/before+and+after.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RiUCD0sX1NI/AAAAAAAAAH0/y4FVJ2_WoA0/s320/before+and+after.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054448421500867794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;grass has grown all around me, and I feel like I'm rusting out in the rain. My racing days are temporarily gone...could this be for the glory of the Lord too? It only took God 6 days to create everything we see...I believe He's taking the next 6 weeks to create something amazing in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my legged propped up on pillows and my Hydrocodone within reach, I was reading Paul's letter to the Philippian church. These words slid into my spirit like a 33 year-old man would slide into home plate during a game of backyard kickball: "Dear brothers and sisters, I want you to know everything that has happened to me has helped to spread the Good News" (Phil. 1:12). Wow! Paul wasn't sitting on a balcony, overlooking some beautiful beach, watching the sun go down, drinking a lemonade with one of those little umbrellas in his glass. He was writing these words from a prison cell...encouraging others through his suffering and injustice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the same spirit Paul had--knowing that God will use everything in my life (both good &amp; bad, victory &amp;amp; tragedy) to move the Gospel forward. When I don't have answers to all my questions, at least I have His presence...and that's all I really need! If God will get glory from a broken leg and limited mobility, then I should feel honored to wear a cast and struggle on crutches for the next 6 weeks for Him. Job said the same thing in the middle of his calamity: "the Lord gives and He takes away, blessed be the name of the Lord" (Job 1:21).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the most significant thing I have experienced since being knocked out of the race put up on blocks has been the response of the Church. I am completely overwhelmed by the amazing love and concern my family of faith has shown. You have no idea the kind of impact your calls, visits, meals, emails, and encouragement have made on me personally. I'm so used to being on the giving end, it's hard to adjust to being the recipient of that kind of compassion. You have truly ministered Jesus to me. I see Him in your eyes, I feel Him in your touch, I even taste Him in your casseroles! Thank you! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RiJoR0sX1LI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hVhwSwwcC5g/s1600-h/PICT2199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053716387274937522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RiJoR0sX1LI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hVhwSwwcC5g/s320/PICT2199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, I even had a group of "professional" international kickball players hear about my injury and come visit me last week! Recognize any of these jokers??!!  And check out the toes at the bottom of the picture...those little piggies are mine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-3949303826212652623?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/3949303826212652623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=3949303826212652623' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/3949303826212652623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/3949303826212652623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/04/recovery.html' title='Recovery'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RiUCD0sX1NI/AAAAAAAAAH0/y4FVJ2_WoA0/s72-c/before+and+after.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-4760901690780158337</id><published>2007-04-11T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:18.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's the Breaks!</title><content type='html'>I rolled into surgery Monday afternoon at Lady of the Lake Hospital, and what was suppo&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rh02UEsX1JI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1KxAtrsdD1E/s1600-h/PICT2198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052254075464701074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rh02UEsX1JI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1KxAtrsdD1E/s320/PICT2198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sed to be a 20 minute procedure actually took 1 hour and 15 minutes. I've had almost a dozen surgeries in my lifetime, so what's one more! Here's a picture of the metal plate and 7 screws Dr. Greene put in my leg--I feel like a piece of hardware from Home Depot! If this gives the appearance of pain and suffering, let me just assure you...it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past couple of days I've been getting to know a couple new friends--Lortab and Hydrocodone...they make me happy. I think I'm really getting good at this Bob Barker, Price is Right game. When I get healthy, I want to go to California and see what I can do to win th&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rh02n0sX1KI/AAAAAAAAAHc/h4IZ_RI3tUw/s1600-h/PICT2197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052254414767117474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rh02n0sX1KI/AAAAAAAAAHc/h4IZ_RI3tUw/s320/PICT2197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e Showcase Showdown...or at least a brand new car. Rachel, who is 6 months pregnant, has been such a trooper throughout this whole ordeal. I couldn't ask for better care. She's leaving for London in 1 week, however, for the Hillsong Colour Conference.  What am I going to do?  I don't even have a British accent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many of you have called to check on us and drop off meals (and chocolate chip cookies...for which I am extremely grateful). Slowing down has not been easy for me--I like to take life at 90 mph most of the time--but your kindness has made this season of stillness bearable. We are so blessed to be surrounded by family and friends who really care about us. Thank you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-4760901690780158337?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/4760901690780158337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=4760901690780158337' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/4760901690780158337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/4760901690780158337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/04/thats-breaks.html' title='That&apos;s the Breaks!'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rh02UEsX1JI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1KxAtrsdD1E/s72-c/PICT2198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-910811403885751591</id><published>2007-04-06T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:19.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save the Drama...</title><content type='html'>I'm learning that there is never a dull moment when you're a full-on follower of Christ! It's a life full of adventure, thrill, challenge, emotion, risk, sometimes pain, and lots of joy. Where did we ever get the idea that Christianity is some mild, passive, secondary experience void of fun? The person who said that obviously never truly encountered my Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many thin&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rha0Xwl62rI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NuESy5hvC-Q/s1600-h/PICT2153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050422352416529074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rha0Xwl62rI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NuESy5hvC-Q/s200/PICT2153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gs have happened within the last 10 days, I rarely have time to slow down long enough to actually blog and reflect on all the experiences. Rachel is 6 months pregnant now and has taken over our king-size bed. She has to sleep with the help of a dozen pillows, leaving me only a few square inches on the corner of the mattress to try and find rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late Nite was incredible last weekend, as Jason Ryder and the praise team tore it up for 2 hours straight! More important than our own programs, the Holy Spirit wanted to minister to so many pe&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rha0qwl62sI/AAAAAAAAAF8/UjhfJHc1UsY/s1600-h/PICT2178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050422678834043586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rha0qwl62sI/AAAAAAAAAF8/UjhfJHc1UsY/s200/PICT2178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ople who were wrestling with depression, anxiety, and fear over their future. It's a beautiful thing when you begin to surrender your own plans and expectations to the work and will of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we traveled to Richmond, TX, to do the weddin&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rha0-Al62tI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zlSP7l-WLTM/s1600-h/PICT2179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050423009546525394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rha0-Al62tI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zlSP7l-WLTM/s200/PICT2179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g of a precious HPC couple, Jay Wilkins and Amy Sheehan. They got married at a gorgeous ranch house, and we had a blast!! My daughters love weddings--especially dancing at the reception. Much to my concern, both Alexa and Mikaela caught the bouquet as it was thrown. I don't even want to think about what that day will be like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, all of this crazy activity is about to change...my fast-paced life has come to a grinding halt--I broke my ankle yesterday in a serious game of backyard kickball with my daughters!! Do you think I might be a little too competitive? What am I going to do when Trevor Michael gets here?  I can't even handle playing with my two little girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful Thursday afternoon, and our backyard was filled with the sounds and celebration of neighborhood kids starti&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rha1WAl62uI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8UWwjQr5vPw/s1600-h/PICT2180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050423421863385826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rha1WAl62uI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8UWwjQr5vPw/s200/PICT2180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ng their spring break. Mikaela and her friends were feeding the ducks in the pond while the other kids were jumping on the trampoline and playing on the swing set. At the church, we have been working hard all week making preparations for Easter, so I was equally interested in a change of pace. Alexa challenged me to a game of kickball--I couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down several runs, I had to be aggressive in mounting a comeback. I kicked the ball to the corner of the yard and ran like lightning to 3rd base. Alexa had retrieved the ball and was waiting for me at home plate. After playing cat-and-mouse trying to distract her, I made a break for it...literally! I tried to slide into home, tucking my leg underneath me--only my foot got caught and rolled the wrong direction. I heard it "snap-crackle-pop!" from one side to the other. Immediately I knew it was more than a routine sprain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never hurt so bad in all my life! My foot literally dangled on the end of my leg. With Rachel at Wal-Mart, I was fortunate to have Cindy, our next door neighbor there. In shock and amazement, she held my foot in place while Alexa ran to get some ice. I groaned and prayed--I knew it was bad. Rachel's parents arrived not long after, loaded me up on a dolly, and wheeled me to the front driveway. Off to the emergency room we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rha2Cgl62wI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VlFGluEr8qE/s1600-h/PICT2185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050424186367564546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rha2Cgl62wI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VlFGluEr8qE/s200/PICT2185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for Joe and Cherie LeBlance--Dr. Cherie called OLOL trauma center so the hospital would be ready for my arrival. Long story short: I broke my fibula, fractured my tibia, and I have a date with some pins, screws, and a metal plate on Monday. You gotta love it!! Pastor Timmy Straight asked me if I was playing in my high heels or my flats...I have a feeling I'm going to catch a lot of heat from all my friends about this injury!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-910811403885751591?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/910811403885751591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=910811403885751591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/910811403885751591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/910811403885751591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/04/save-drama.html' title='Save the Drama...'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rha0Xwl62rI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NuESy5hvC-Q/s72-c/PICT2153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-5368047456577461553</id><published>2007-03-28T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:20.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Global Friendships</title><content type='html'>Once again, I've been on an extended leave of absence from the blog-sphere world.  Only this time, it's not because of any exciting kingdom adventure.  I've been flat on my back, wrestling for almost an entire week with an ugly, yellow-green monster called Sinus Infection.  When a pastor loses his voice, it's definitely an emergency.  Rachel and the girls seemed to enjoy the silence, but I felt totally useless.  I'm not quick to run to the medicine cabinet every time I get a sniffle, but after coughing up some pretty amazing things--I'm sure you would love more info!--I was desperate for help.  Thank God for Dr. Cherie and some antibiotics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RgvRN3dx3hI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-XRiDDEQzQw/s1600-h/IMG_2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RgvRN3dx3hI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-XRiDDEQzQw/s200/IMG_2183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047357843556130322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend at HPC was stellar once again with special guests from the Ukraine--Zhenya and Vera Kasevich &amp; family, as well as from Australia--Reuben Morgan &amp;amp; the Hillsong worship team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RgvQnXdx3gI/AAAAAAAAAFg/SVgSq8swx8k/s1600-h/IMG_2137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RgvQnXdx3gI/AAAAAAAAAFg/SVgSq8swx8k/s200/IMG_2137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047357182131166722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started Saturday morning where almost 300 HPC guys came together for our first ever Men's Gathering.  The auditorium was filled with motorcycles, putting greens, bagels, and some serious testosterone.  Zhenya shared a dynamic word, challenging us to watch out for things that kill our destiny (fear, pride, selfishness, greed, and lust).  Though fighting to stay healthy, I had the privilege of speaking to the guys on having courage and what it takes to be man (I Kings 2:2).  We finished at noon with a Louisiana style BBQ--thanks Cooking for Christ...you're my favorite ministry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RgvQXHdx3fI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vtgQsEQSFX0/s1600-h/IMG_2133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RgvQXHdx3fI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vtgQsEQSFX0/s200/IMG_2133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047356902958292466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend services were high-octane, pedal-to-the-floor as well.  Zhenya ministered on the importance of faith, while Reuben and the gang used their gifts and talents in song.  The weekend concluded Sunday night with dinner and a leadership teaching by Vera to nearly 200 HP women.  Are we blessed or what?!! We have such amazing relationships at HPC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-5368047456577461553?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5368047456577461553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5368047456577461553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/03/global-friendships.html' title='Global Friendships'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RgvRN3dx3hI/AAAAAAAAAFo/-XRiDDEQzQw/s72-c/IMG_2183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-5880825029508475162</id><published>2007-03-19T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:20.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amplified</title><content type='html'>Last weeke&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rf8JB5qjp4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/j-8LaL0vxwo/s1600-h/0317072240%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043760035942082434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rf8JB5qjp4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/j-8LaL0vxwo/s200/0317072240%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nd was a full-on, full-contact, in-your-face, next generation collision with the Cross. We call it Amplified! Over 200 junior high and high school students came together to experience God and embrace a global mandate to stand up, stand out, and change their world for Christ. Students stayed in host homes Friday and Saturday night, building lasting friendships and discovering the commitments of discipleship. During the day on Saturday, we sent out teams of young people into our community to work at different schools, painting, working flowerbeds, and picking up trash. I'm so proud of our student ministry staff who worked countless hours in prayer and planning to create an incredible environment for our kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight for me was Late Nite's opportunity to host one of the Amplified services. Chad Daniel, my radical friend and worldwide missionary, gave us a prophetic message, challenging us to embrace our calling and dreams. After 3 hours of worship, word, and seeking God, the stage was filled with young men and women turning their hearts toward Christ! Dozens received the gift of the Holy Spirit and surrendered their lives to the mission fields of the world. At midnight, over 30 kids were baptized in the freezing cold waters of the HPC lake!! It was wild...it was sloppy...it was totally God! I love what God is doing in our sons and daughters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-5880825029508475162?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/5880825029508475162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=5880825029508475162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5880825029508475162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/5880825029508475162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/03/amplified.html' title='Amplified'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rf8JB5qjp4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/j-8LaL0vxwo/s72-c/0317072240%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-3440803305308044875</id><published>2007-03-13T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:21.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;No one told me that being 33 years old could be so much fun! I've been holding onto my youth for as long as I can, but I'm slowly losing my grip. Against my will, maturity is trying to overtake me. Last week was my birthday, and I got the surprise of a lifetime. I pulled into o&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RfdL55qjp1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/cwQuMuR61ow/s1600-h/PICT2141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041581765968504658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RfdL55qjp1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/cwQuMuR61ow/s200/PICT2141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ur driveway after a long day at the office, and the girls were playing outside. Rachel wanted me to open a couple of gifts (new shirts) so I could wear one to church later that night. With the video camera in my face and the girls telling me how great I looked, I felt like a movie star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one small bag left to open--a bag with some pictures in it...sonogram pictures! I felt my heart rate begin to increase. "What is this?" I asked nervously. "I don't understand. Your doctor's appointment isn't until next week!" With a smile on her face and the video camera in mine, Rachel said, "Look at it! What does it say?" Alexa ran over to where I was sitting and shouted, "Look what it says right here Dad...it says BOY!" I was shaking like a leaf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RfdM_Zqjp3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/CxnLF_pmI58/s1600-h/PICT2139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041582959969412978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RfdM_Zqjp3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/CxnLF_pmI58/s200/PICT2139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What!?! Are you...are you...are you kidding me?" It was a matrix moment--complete shock and awe. Rachel confirmed, "You're looking at the sonogram pictures of your new son!" Immediately Alexa buried her face in my shoulder and cried, "Oh Daddy, it's baby Trevor...just like we always wanted!" There was a shout that rose up from Jefferson Crossing subdivision that day and set off every car and house alarm within a 10 mile radius! That was a week ago, and I still haven't recovered. Every day I pull out those sonogram pics and review them myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one thing to be happy and celebrate a personal victory--but to have an entire church and faith community sharing in your joy, brings the excitement&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RfdMV5qjp2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/vJIT8gdVLOU/s1600-h/PICT2145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041582247004841826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RfdMV5qjp2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/vJIT8gdVLOU/s200/PICT2145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to a whole new level. We've already received some baby boy gifts--it's strange to see a blue bib that says, "I play sports with Daddy." I even went to my office the next morning to find it completely tricked out--blue breath mints and bubble gum cigars for everyone (thank you Lisa Mac and Molly White)! A big thank you to all of our family and friends for making this whole journey incredible. Without your faith-filled prayers, I might be paying for 3 weddings instead of just 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reminded Rachel the other day, "Baby, we're having a boy...B-O-Y...so don't turn him into some wimpy little girly-man. I don't want to see lace, pink, or rhinestones in his room. We need camouflage, footballs, and a deer head on the wall!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-3440803305308044875?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/3440803305308044875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=3440803305308044875' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/3440803305308044875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/3440803305308044875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/03/birthday-surprise.html' title='Birthday Surprise'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RfdL55qjp1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/cwQuMuR61ow/s72-c/PICT2141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-488511922077518794</id><published>2007-03-03T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:21.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Growing Family</title><content type='html'>After years of stubborn resistance and a thoroughly made-up mind, I finally melted under the pressure of girl-power: I broke down &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rem-8sWgVhI/AAAAAAAAAEU/A5Ulx2B3S9U/s1600-h/PICT2122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037767608097592850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rem-8sWgVhI/AAAAAAAAAEU/A5Ulx2B3S9U/s200/PICT2122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and let Alexa and Mikaela get a dog! The girls have been trying to convince me for a long time that they can responsibly care for a puppy. Even Rachel has taken up their cause, hitting me every couple days with research she's pulled from the internet on easy dog-care tips. After being triple-teamed long enough, I just got tired of fighting...you girls have an incredible ability to negotiate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday aft&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rem_PsWgViI/AAAAAAAAAEc/WRt3xtDJn0g/s1600-h/PICT2124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037767934515107362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rem_PsWgViI/AAAAAAAAAEc/WRt3xtDJn0g/s200/PICT2124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ernoon, Rachel brought home an 8 week-old Yorkie with a little pink bow in her hair--yes, another girl in the house! I can't even win for losing!! The guy-girl ratio at my home is moving in the wrong direction! I had the video camera when Alexa opened the box, and it was awesome--tears all over the place! It was serious Niagra Falls, including Rachel! The girls quickly named her Maggie, and she has been the center of attention all week. In spite of the challenges of potty training and nights in the kennel, the joy in our home is obvious. It's still early, and the votes are coming in, but I've been nominated for the 2007 Dad of the Year Award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to confess that even I get a little excited to come home &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rem_hsWgVjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/QQ5jUzQNXp8/s1600-h/PICT2128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037768243752752690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rem_hsWgVjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/QQ5jUzQNXp8/s200/PICT2128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and see &lt;strong&gt;all &lt;/strong&gt;my girls...including little Maggie. Alexa and Mikaela have surprised me with all the initiative they are taking around the house. This morning they made breakfast, cleaned the kitchen, and folded clothes...maybe I should have let the girls have a dog a long time ago!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-488511922077518794?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/488511922077518794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=488511922077518794' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/488511922077518794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/488511922077518794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/03/growing-family.html' title='A Growing Family'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rem-8sWgVhI/AAAAAAAAAEU/A5Ulx2B3S9U/s72-c/PICT2122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-7374355343542065956</id><published>2007-03-01T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:23.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Armed and Dangerous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's no secret that Late Nite is a thrill-seeking, risk-taking, high-energy, shoot-em-up-cowboy, fun-loving bunch of rednecks...and I love being a part of it! I grew up in a tr&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RedDbr-RDcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Jco4f-37fag/s1600-h/P1010530[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037068851176607170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RedDbr-RDcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Jco4f-37fag/s320/P1010530%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ailer park in southeast Missouri--you can take the boy out of the trailer, but you can't take the trailer out of the boy! What's cool, our Saturday nights are fully loaded with men and woman who love God radically and know how to have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weeks ago, some of our best and brightest--Chris, Meghan, Robbie, and Jason--took a little adventure trip down to the prairies of Ascension parish and tested their shooting skills at the local sheriff firing range. Check out these pictures: it will put the fear of God in you! Meghan is now the official Late Nite Charlie's Angel--they tell me she can shoot a mosquito out of the air from over 50 yards! She's obviously the most dangerous assistant who has ever worked for me. If I ever&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RedCmr-RDbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Gto6nRtJAFw/s1600-h/P1010540[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037067940643540402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RedCmr-RDbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Gto6nRtJAFw/s320/P1010540%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; come up missing, she's the first person you need to interrogate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Rosen, the newest addition to our Late Nite security force, is showing us how the west was really won. For him, it's not about accuracy but the sheer joy of spraying metal in a cloud of blazing glory. Needless to say, I feel very safe when I come to church. I guess if I ever get in a bind and need a little back-up, I can call in the Late Nite SWAT team. It gives new meaning to thunder and lightning...get ready cause the storm is coming!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-7374355343542065956?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/7374355343542065956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=7374355343542065956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/7374355343542065956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/7374355343542065956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/03/armed-and-dangerous.html' title='Armed and Dangerous'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RedDbr-RDcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Jco4f-37fag/s72-c/P1010530%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-8412942883680354378</id><published>2007-02-20T07:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:23.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in the Life...</title><content type='html'>I've been in ministry for over a decade, and I absolutely love what I do! Serving, le&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rds5rAWSkTI/AAAAAAAAACs/VbiA-IGEKNk/s1600-h/PICT2114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033680419507310898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rds5rAWSkTI/AAAAAAAAACs/VbiA-IGEKNk/s200/PICT2114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ading, teaching, mentoring...I'm constantly amazed at God's grace in my life and how I get to be a part of the most powerful movement on the planet--the Church. Since most of my life is full-throttle, pedal-to-the-floor, no-holds-bar ministry, many people ask me what I like to do when I'm not at work. Without a doubt, time with my girls (Rachel included) is gold. They are my heart and soul for sure!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, my dirt-biking, basketball-playing, backyard-wrestling days I knew as a boy are long gone. I've gladly traded all that in for something a little more relevant to my world: dress-up a&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rds4hwWSkRI/AAAAAAAAACc/a4n7_LzSxmA/s1600-h/PICT2107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033679161081893138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rds4hwWSkRI/AAAAAAAAACc/a4n7_LzSxmA/s200/PICT2107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nd make-up parties! You have no idea the crazy things a dad will do out of love for his daughters. I have no shame whatsoever! Mikaela has been experimenting with her cosmotology skills and seems to think I'm perfect for target practice--what's a dad supposed to do when his entire living room has been transformed into a fashion show runway??? Sometimes you gotta just go with the flow and start stepping down the runway!! It's kinda embarrassing now, but I'm sure I'll look back at these pictures one day and miss all the make-up parties and fashion shows in which I participated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you know how I talk about this 3rd child we're expecting and hoping it's a boy. Friday morning after the men's Bible study at Vitality, God used Blair Gremillion to check me in a major way. We were all standing around talking and Blair said, "Mike, I know you want &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rds5HgWSkSI/AAAAAAAAACk/NWCsiJFHpCQ/s1600-h/PICT2109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033679809621954850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rds5HgWSkSI/AAAAAAAAACk/NWCsiJFHpCQ/s200/PICT2109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to have a son really bad. But even if you get another girl, look around you. Your life has made an impact on all of us...we're your sons. You've got plenty of spiritual sons."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! That hit me like a Mac Truck! It totally set me free! If I get another girl...praise God! It must be His way of saying that I've got all the testosterone I need...and apparently all that my family can handle! After getting that revelation, in a weird kinda way, it was a little easier to wear the make-up and put on the lipstick and jewelry...if you can believe that! Pretty pretty princess has never been so much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-8412942883680354378?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/8412942883680354378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=8412942883680354378' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/8412942883680354378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/8412942883680354378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-in-life_20.html' title='A Day in the Life...'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/Rds5rAWSkTI/AAAAAAAAACs/VbiA-IGEKNk/s72-c/PICT2114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-7208012565436360436</id><published>2007-02-13T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:23.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How the Cookie Crumbles</title><content type='html'>Several weeks ago I was in Dallas, ministering at a men's conference. After the event was over, some of us went to grab a little lunch at a local Chinese restaurant. Of course, when you eat Chinese food, the experience concludes with a fortune cookie. We had been talking throughout the meal about our children--I spoke of my two delightful daughters and how excited we are about Rachel being 4 months pregnant. It's no secret that I'm pulling for a boy--I've played with enough Barbie Dolls, Pretty Pretty Princess, painted my fingernails, and put on enough make-up to last me for a while...I'm ready to throw a football!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RdS3DwWSkNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kBH8W8e2-i0/s1600-h/girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RdS3DwWSkNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kBH8W8e2-i0/s320/girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031847958825570514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I gave everyone their fortune cookies, then proceeded to open mine. To my shock and amazement, my Chinese fortune was summed up in one word: GIRL!! I've never seen a fortune cookie with just one word. Normally, it's a wise saying or piece of advice. I dropped that cookie like a hot potato!!! The guys got a good laugh at my expense. All I could think about was 3 girls--3 weddings. I went home and prayed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-7208012565436360436?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/7208012565436360436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=7208012565436360436' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/7208012565436360436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/7208012565436360436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/02/several-weeks-ago-i-was-in-dallas.html' title='How the Cookie Crumbles'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RdS3DwWSkNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kBH8W8e2-i0/s72-c/girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-117035603153099515</id><published>2007-02-01T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:58:24.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking it to the Streets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RcJdsAnekdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_A1z4CSzAI/s1600-h/DSCN1300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RcJdsAnekdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_A1z4CSzAI/s320/DSCN1300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026683144760103378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night was an eye-opening experience for me. We've been praying and fasting for the past several weeks and have really sensed God stirring a revolution in our hearts. I've always heard it said that God comforts the disturbed and disturbs the comfortable, so a group of us met in the prayer room at 10pm and decided to push past the limits of our comfort and safety. Nine of us bundled up in several layers of clothes, packed some blankets and toiletries to give away, and headed to the inner-city to minister to our homeless brothers and sisters. As a pastor, I can't just&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; study&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the Gospel...I must&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were on a mission to do more than just talk about our love for the poor--we had to touch and experience Jesus in the pain of our streets. When we first arrived downtown, we were all buzzing with excitement. It kind of felt like the first night of youth camp. All guys, full of adventure--we had no idea what to expect. Rain and 40 degree weather brought the harsh reality of street life to us real fast!! We gave out our blankets and the items we brought with us to the few we met on the streets. Most of the homeless were already in shelters or slept in the post office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RcJe3gnekfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/M2tTf27H5iE/s1600-h/DSCN1297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 123px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RcJe3gnekfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/M2tTf27H5iE/s200/DSCN1297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026684441840226802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After walking to every over-pass and bridge we could find, we finally stopped at an abandoned storefront and claimed a section of sidewalk to rest. With the background noise of a bad night of karaoki from the bar down the street, we talked about how good our lives really are. We considered the brokenness and plight of the poor in our community. It just made sense for us to stay there all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I learned quickly, there's just no easy way for your body to get comfortable on cement. I shivered in the cold as I checked my cell phone for the time...it was only 2am and had already been a long night. I thought about my wife and children in their warm beds. I thought about the hot shower I take every night. I thought about the snacks in my pantry and the food in my refrigerator. I thought about the truck I could walk to and easily drive to my suburban home, putting this painful experience behind me. I wanted to wimp out. I heard every street noise you could possibly imagine. I was afraid of getting hurt. I wanted something to drink. My stomach was growling. I didn't even have a pillow or blanket. I couldn't sleep a wink...I was miserable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a Voice was talking to me on the inside--a familiar Voice that I recognized. I began to hear the Heartbeat of Heaven on the streets, "Foxes have holes and birds have nests, but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head. Don't just worship a Homeless Man on Sunday and ignore one on Monday. Remember this feeling. Drink of this pain. The poor are My priority."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6 hours on that sidewalk were rough. Time seemed to drag. All of us were exhausted, but we all grew that night. We were not the same people that left the prayer room just 6 hours prior--a transformation had taken place in us. When 5am rolled around, we were grateful for our families, our jobs, our beds, and the opportunity God has given us to help those who are hurting. Can there be anything greater to give your life to?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-117035603153099515?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/117035603153099515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=117035603153099515' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/117035603153099515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/117035603153099515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/02/taking-it-to-streets.html' title='Taking it to the Streets'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzFGwN5BfFM/RcJdsAnekdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9_A1z4CSzAI/s72-c/DSCN1300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-117018576855019276</id><published>2007-01-30T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T11:03:22.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Defining Moments in Dallas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/901536/Web6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 191px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/320/299783/Web6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last weekend, I traveled to Dallas, Texas, and had the opportunity to minister at Valley Creek Church's "Men of God" conference. Chris Boniol, my good friend and men's director at VCC, worked like crazy to put together this experience that would change men's lives forever. Nearly 250 guys took time away from their families and busy schedules and dedicated themslelves to becoming the men God intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was fantastic, the worship was strong, and the table discussion was rich! It's amazing what can happen when men possess the courage to be honest with God and with each other. I was so impressed with the number of small groups each man could get involved with. Friday night, I taught on overcoming temptation, and tried to expose some of the lies and tricks the devil uses to keep so many men in bondage. I saw grown men who had struggled with a lifetime of condemnation and shame, opening their hearts to a Divine love that could set them free. It was awesome! The next day we talked about building integrity and becoming men God could use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed through Sunday and ministered at all 4 weekend services...it was a blast! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/272621/web3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/200/512691/web3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lives were transformed, and many people made decisions for Christ. Pastor Kevin Evans and his family are dynamite--even though he did give me a hard time for being an LSU Tiger fan. God Himself loves LSU, since purple and gold are significant Biblical colors: purple is the color of royalty (King Jesus), and gold...well the streets in heaven are made of that stuff! I had to remind all those Longhorn fans that anytime you read about cattle in scripture, it was always sacrificed on an altar! Come on baby!!! Go Tigers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thank you to all the great people at Valley Creek for making my weekend unforgettable. Vic--thanks for making me feel like Doug Flutie throwing a last-second touchdown pass in the YMCA end zone; Cedric--you're more than just an entertainer, you're the king of music theory; Dean--the joy of the Lord is written all over you face; Chris--my tag-team partner in wrestling with microphone wires 6 times in 48 hours; Ben--I love your passion...and your power to lift telephone poles; Connie--thanks for your patience...we Cajuns don't think real fast! Boniol--you and your family are the best...thanks for letting me stay at your estate; Pastor K--you are blessed with some amazing people, and it all flows from your heart for them!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-117018576855019276?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/117018576855019276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=117018576855019276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/117018576855019276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/117018576855019276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/01/defining-moments-in-dallas.html' title='Defining Moments in Dallas'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116958263182623116</id><published>2007-01-23T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T09:50:45.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Weekend</title><content type='html'>Things seem to be "snap, crackle and pop!" this year already.  On Thursday, we took our church leadership to LSU for a 2-day staff retreat, and it was powerful!  Our friends from California, Rob, Brianna, Tyler and Michelle, came in town to be a part of the experience.  It was so good to see our extended family from the west coast!  Pastor Dino challenged us to be faithful and fully committed to the non-negotiables of our mission...and Doug Musso also taught us 101 different faces you can make while playing an inter-active computer game--nothing but love for you Doug! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5MCFa91t-bE"&gt;Watch the video here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/160568/P1000222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 82px; height: 146px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/320/165904/P1000222.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part of our staff retreat included an outreach at our new Baton Rouge Dream Center location.  We sent out several teams to pass out food to surrounding neighborhood homes and businesses and had a great opportunity to minister God's love in a very pracitcal, hands-on way.  I love riding in the back of a truck with boxes of food--it felt like a parade where Jesus Christ was the main attraction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Friday morning men's Bible study at Vitality is rockin!  It was standing room only (a typical HPC event) as Johnny Green did an amazing job teaching us the value and importance of fasting.  This week we're launching into the book of I John and what it means to be spiritually alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/347319/DSCN1285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 129px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/200/567072/DSCN1285.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We blew it up at Late Nite again, serving a little Mexican fiesta and highlighting 16 different life groups for people to be connected.  It was cool to see so many college students, young professionals, and young married couples sign up to be a part.  Everyone is working so hard this year and pressing into God's best for their lives.  Job 5:9 says, "God does great works too marvelous to understand.  He performs miracles without number."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're believing God for the supernatural, this is your year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116958263182623116?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116958263182623116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116958263182623116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116958263182623116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116958263182623116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/01/wild-weekend.html' title='Wild Weekend'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116913286025462277</id><published>2007-01-18T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T08:53:05.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Nite 2007</title><content type='html'>We launched our first Late Nite service for the brand new year last weekend, and it started with a bang!!  I felt like a kid on the first day of school...pumped to see all my friends and excited to just be together.  With new opportunities for child care and children's church, families are now able to be a part of the Late Nite experience--including mine!  (Rachel looks so pretty sitting on the front row--I think I preach better when she's there!)  Alexa and Mikaela burned some adrenalin before church on the fun-jumps and inflatable games outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an amazing experience with God as hundreds showed up for this special night.  We talked about the greatest enemy to our spiritual life being a word called "hurry."  Our culture suffers from hurry sickness, and this busy mentality can creep into our relationship with Christ...I hope you drove in the slow lane on I-10 this week and even prayed for the drivers who passed you by!!  During our afterhours party, we threw down on some jambalaya and watched the New Orleans Saints do something we've never seen before--win a playoff game!  We are definitely seeing some amazing things this year already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After only 18 days into this 2007 year, I already sense God beginning to do something significant in our midst.  The Bible says in I Corinthians 2:9, "No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love Him."  What a promise!  God is cooking up something special for each one of us.  As we commit to prayer, worship, fasting, and seeking Him those dreams will become reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116913286025462277?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116913286025462277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116913286025462277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116913286025462277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116913286025462277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/01/late-nite-2007.html' title='Late Nite 2007'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116863319120994339</id><published>2007-01-12T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T12:49:08.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men in the Making</title><content type='html'>We had a cool start and a great turnout to the inaugural, history-making, men's Bible study at Vitality Nutri-Sport today--a big thanks to Jeff Simoneaux and his team for serving it up! I was amazed at the variety of stuff you can get at that place...everything from ostrich burgers and kelp tablets to organic coffees and protein drinks! Men young and old rolled out of bed early and journeyed down Coursey Blvd to start a brand new experience with God.  Today marks&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/802172/Picture026[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/200/238302/Picture026%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the first of 10 Fridays we will travel together in our pursuit of spiritual fitness and developing habits of health. Just like David's final challenge to Solomon (I Kings 2:2), God wants us to take courage and be men. Being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;male&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is simply a matter of biology, but being a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a call to courageous leadership. I'm believing this year to be an incredible opportunity to demonstrate courage in our relationships, our decisions, and especially our actions. If you missed it this morning, no worries...just jump in next week! We'll learn together as we explore the book of I John. In the meantime, look out all you bacon-and-egg boys from Franks...there's a lean, mean, protein team from Vitality that's looking to raise the spiritual bar this year!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116863319120994339?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116863319120994339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116863319120994339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116863319120994339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116863319120994339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/01/men-in-making.html' title='Men in the Making'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116847149090311833</id><published>2007-01-10T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T15:25:54.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makeover for Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/835699/vitality.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/320/634328/vitality.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was encouraged to see the awesome turnout this morning for Pastor Dino's Bible study on spiritual fitness. Over 100 men rolled out of bed early for some breakfast, fellowship, and a little exercise for the soul. I'm seeing a real hunger in the men of our church for a deep relationship with God and a desire to build authentic friendships. What's cool, is that we have a 6 a.m. Friday morning men's group to go along with the Wednesday study. Following the same gameplan, we'll meet in Baton Rouge at Vitality Nutri-Sport--a beautiful, brand new facility located on Coursey Blvd right next to the Clerk of Courts office. After a quick health kick of smoothies, energy drinks, protein bars and organic coffee, we'll pump up our souls with a little Bible-press!! Don't miss this great opportunity to grow in Christ, connect with others, and set yourself on a hot pursuit to live out your dreams in 2007.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116847149090311833?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116847149090311833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116847149090311833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116847149090311833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116847149090311833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/01/makeover-for-men.html' title='Makeover for Men'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116796957030596877</id><published>2007-01-04T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T06:48:27.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year - New Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/998109/PICT2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/200/173082/PICT2052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I always love the beginning of a brand new year, closing out one chapter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and starting a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nother...wiping away the pain of the past, saying goodbye to the disappointments of yesterday, and looking with hope to the promise of something better. God reminds us to forget about the things behind us and set our eyes on the new things He is doing before us (Is.43:18-19). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Our new year started with a blaze in Nashville, TN, &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/598619/PICT2061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/200/364077/PICT2061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as we g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;athered around a huge bonfire at the Mawae's. The kids were in high heaven, riding horses, feeding goats, playing football, jumping on the trampoline, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;riding go-carts, watching movies, and eating whatever their hearts de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sired--don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you wish you could go back to the days of endless adrenalin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and high metabolism? Spending time with family and friends was a great reminder of the most important things in life--the love that we have and share with each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On Wednesday afternoon, a group of high-octane radicals (diagnosed with a severe case of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/856672/PICT2087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 108px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/200/206985/PICT2087.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"the sillies") loaded up the Boogie Bus and headed for the Superdome in New Orleans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;T&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/682595/PICT2077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/200/853344/PICT2077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he Sugar Bowl...how sweet it is!!!! The LSU Fighting Tigers w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ere on fire!! Proud of our boys in the purple and gold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Irish weren't so lucky--they may have a TV contract, but they sure don't have any recent bowl wins! Even in the midst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/73882/PICT2086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 162px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/320/514003/PICT2086.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; of a 41-14 LSU thrashing, the highligh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;t of the who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;le experience f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;or me was the trip there and back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We laughed and cut up like a bunch of grade school kids....click on the Pics link to the right for more looks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Saturday nights at HPC are going to be slammin!! Late Nite is almost here (Jan.13 @ 7:30pm). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;d up about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; leading a men's Bible study on Friday mornings for the next 10 weeks at Vitality on Coursey Blvd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We'll start at 6am with smoothies and protein shakes, then engage in some spiritual fitness--a little exercise for the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2007...it's going to sizzle!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116796957030596877?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116796957030596877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116796957030596877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116796957030596877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116796957030596877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-new-fire.html' title='New Year - New Fire'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116716077885902379</id><published>2006-12-26T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T17:19:38.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/94607/PICT2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/870471/PICT2017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/320/684580/PICT2017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas for the Hamans this year was filled with family and friends, lots of joy and laughter, and way too much food! It's funny how we constantly graze in the kitchen like a bunch of cattle in a hay field. If I eat another praline, I think I'm going to explode!! Rachel made a seafood gumbo that was absolutely perfect for a cold, rainy Christmas Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad drove in from Galveston on Saturday, while my sister and her family came in from Houston Sunday morning. We all had a wonderful time at church--Candace brought the thunder...Pastor Dino brought the lightning...and we a&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/458488/PICT2018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/320/53648/PICT2018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ll got caught in the storm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started early Monday morning with some of my world famous Hamanator pancakes--some of you may be surprised, but I got skills in the kitchen. Soon after, the kids tore into their presents, and it looked like a tornado of gift wrap had ripped through the house. My nephew got a Dallas Cowboys football helmet--along with an entire uniform--so we spent the rest of the day tackling each other on our hardwood floors. At 32, I don't recover as quickly as I used to!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my sister in Denver on the phone--they got hammered by some serious snow...wish she could pack some of it up and send it down here. We're tired of making snow angels in the mud!! My mom is coming in town tomorrow, so the party won't stop. Seems like we've had our &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/202826/PICT2033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/320/492853/PICT2033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas tree up for 3 months now! God is so faithful...I'm believing 2007 to be nothing short of incredible!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116716077885902379?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116716077885902379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116716077885902379' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116716077885902379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116716077885902379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-2006.html' title='Christmas 2006'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116655487216336310</id><published>2006-12-19T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T19:52:07.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Nite Christmas Social</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/164287/IMG_0726[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/160944/IMG_0726[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/320/602590/IMG_0726%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so good to be together and see everyone again this past Saturday night. The Late Nite Christmas Social was a huge success!! A big thank you to Joe Cobb and our Cooking for Christ team--the dinner was slammin' and the bananas foster was out of this world. Our Refuge Student Mininstry team served it up while Carlos and the gang took care of our cars. A shout-out to Lawrence and the "Misletones"--you guys did an amazing job of setting the atmosphere with some silky smooth seasonal tunes! Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awards were great (Barton, you have an amazing artistic gift)...the highlight video was hilarious...but none of this would have been possible without the faithful contribution of our Late Nite staff and leadership team. I'm continually blown away at the commitment, sacrifice, and creativity of the awesome men and women Rachel and I have the privilege of serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been full of so many "Divine Surprises" and life-giving experiences. In 2006, we gave away over 12,000 packs of gum and passed out almost 3000 pop-tarts on the campus of LSU. We were "maced" 3 times at bar outreaches and consumed almost 300 pounds of crawfish. More importantly, we touched hundreds of lives in our community and helped many cross the line of faith--the stories of life change have been inspiring. The integrity of our ministry is not in the multitudes but measured in how we treat just one. Like the old song says, "Though millions have come, there's still room for one..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe 2007 is going to be even better! January 13 can't get here fast enough...only 25 days and counting! Saturday nights, here we come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116655487216336310?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116655487216336310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116655487216336310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116655487216336310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116655487216336310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/12/late-nite-christmas-social.html' title='Late Nite Christmas Social'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116619697081996093</id><published>2006-12-15T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T07:36:11.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouds of Glory</title><content type='html'>This morning on our way to school, Mikaela (my 4 year old) and I were having a beautiful conversation. I love my children--it's amazing how much God reveals Himself to me through them! I learn about the touch of Heaven through their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were driving down Airline Hwy through the dense early morning fog, Mikaela said, "Daddy, why is it so blurry outside? It's blurry everywhere. I can't see anything!" After trying to explain the physical science of fog and where it comes from, I could tell she wasn't getting it. I was making it way too complicated--as adults, we have a tendency to do that. So I simplified. "Baby, fog is basically a cloud in the sky that has landed on the ground. It's hard to see stuff around us because we're driving in the clouds."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instantly the her little light bulb came on. In a burst of excitement she asked, "Daddy, do you think Jesus is sending clouds down here to pick us up and take us to Heaven to be with Him?" She seemed to be a step ahead of me. I was checked big-time! I thought of the scripture in I Thessalonians 4:16-18 where it says, "And the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the arch angel and the trumpet of God. The dead in Christ will rise first; then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the clouds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to meet the Lord in the air, and so shall we ever be with our Lord!" Wow! I had no idea how prophetic Mikaela might be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her, "Baby, this could be the day that Jesus comes back to get us and take us Home. We always need to be ready!" According to her, she's ready for the party now...are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116619697081996093?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116619697081996093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116619697081996093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116619697081996093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116619697081996093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/12/clouds-of-glory.html' title='Clouds of Glory'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116603603095597322</id><published>2006-12-13T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T07:04:22.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Update</title><content type='html'>I love the fact that Rachel is pregnant now because her life seems to revolve around food--much like mine always has!! Yesterday morning, she jumped out of bed and threw her clothes on in a rush to get out the door. When I asked where she was going, she said, "I'm going to get the girls some doughnuts for breakfast." Ten minutes later, she returned with 4 dozen doughnut holes (2 dozen chocolate and 2 dozen glazed)!! Now, I know it's important to Rachel that our daughters get a major dose of sugar-intake before school, but I have to question her motives for making a doughnut run that early. She consumed more chocolate than both of them combined!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came home at the end of the day, Rachel was standing over the stove and every burner was being used. She had just made it back from Wal-Mart and the refrigerator was stuffed with food. The pantry was packed, and groceries were still on the counter. We had a buffet of dinner choices: spaghetti, pork roast, turkey, mac'n cheese, chicken salad, tomatoes and cucumbers, and vegetables prepared 7 different ways. I was in Heaven!!!! After looking at our food expenses, I realized I may have to second mortgage my house just to pay my grocery bill!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116603603095597322?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116603603095597322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116603603095597322' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116603603095597322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116603603095597322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/12/baby-update.html' title='Baby Update'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116593781343622772</id><published>2006-12-12T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T10:31:23.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangle in Texas</title><content type='html'>My dad lives in Galveston, &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/784536/Picture026[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/320/747758/Picture026%5B1%5D.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and my sister and her family live in Houston. So when the Tennesee Titans travelled to Texas to play the Houston Texans, I was thrilled to be able to do the chapel service for the team. I flew into Bush Intercontinental, and I'm proud of my dad--who turned 60 years old today...Happy Birthday, Dad! He drove way out of his comfort zone and actually braved the "big city" traffic to pick me up at the airport. You really can't appreciate this accomplishment without knowing how nervous my dad can get behind the wheel--not mention how nervous he makes all of us when he drives too!! He's the kind of guy that if he knows he has to make a right turn 10 miles down the road, he'll stay in the right lane the entire way...no matter how slow the traffic may be. How old do you have to be before you get your license revoked???? Just teasing, Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met the Titans chaplain, Reggie Pleasant, on gameday Sunday morning right before service. What a cool guy! Married and a father of two, Reggie has been serving the team for 8 years and does an incredible job. After talking with him for just a few moments, I felt an immediate connection--instant spiritual chemistry. The players showed up, and so did the Holy Spirit...we had church!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and I met up with my sister, Sarah, and her family (my brother-in-law Patrick and nephew Wyatt). After tailgating in the rain for 30 minutes (Ha! We made some great, soggy memories!), we headed to Reliant Stadium for the game...and what a game it was!! Tennessee won in overtime on a Vince Young QB scramble from mid-field! I may be wrong, but I think it was the powerful chapel service before the game that inspired the victory. My chapel record with the Jets wasn't that impressive, but so far with the Titans, I'm undefeated!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special thanks to Kevin Mawae for making this weekend such a beautiful experience for me and my family. Go Titans!!! You're on a roll!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116593781343622772?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116593781343622772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116593781343622772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116593781343622772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116593781343622772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/12/tangle-in-texas.html' title='Tangle in Texas'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116537995050642592</id><published>2006-12-05T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T10:35:02.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cake for the King</title><content type='html'>Saturday afternoon, I did the &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/815174/PICT1951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" height="210" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/320/314782/PICT1951.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;traditional, all day-untangle-the-Christmas-lights-and-hang-them-on-the-house project. Oh joy!! Since I am highly skilled in this area (and basically all home improvement related work for that matter), you have no idea how much fun this annual event is...trust me! After hours of finding defective bulbs, searching for replacements, and standing on ladders, I was starting to re-think how we celebrate this entire season. Is Christmas here again already? Seems like we were doing this just last month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night I brought both Alexa and Mikaela to the HPC kids Christmas play--which was absolutely fantastic...thank you Mrs. Sherrie May and the entire team!! The kids did a wonderful job of showing us the primary purpose of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, I used that experience to ask Mikaela (our 4 year old) questions about why we celebrate. In spite of the hype all around us concerning Santa Claus, reindeer, trees, presents, and snow (which would be awesome this year), she was quick to tell me about baby Jesus...and baby Moses. After affirming the importance of baby Moses and his little basket floating down the river, I made sure she knew that Christmas was all about Christ--His birth and our hope in Him. "Daddy," she said, "if it's Jesus' birthday, then shouldn't we make Him a birthday cake?" How could I argue with that? We celebrate all of &lt;strong&gt;our&lt;/strong&gt; birthdays with cake, why couldn't we celebrate &lt;strong&gt;His &lt;/strong&gt;with cake too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After stopping by Wal-Mart to pick up some chocolate icing--since Mikaela and I agree that chocolate is Jesus' favorite flavor--we spent the rest of the night baking a cake for our King. We made a royal mess of things in the kitchen but shared a beautiful moment together as a family. I never knew that celebrating the Savior could be so delicious!! With only 19 shopping days left until Christmas, do something different this year. Talk to your children. Get creative. Make a mess of things. But be sure to tell them the story of how Heaven came down to earth and kissed us all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116537995050642592?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116537995050642592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116537995050642592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116537995050642592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116537995050642592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/12/cake-for-king.html' title='A Cake for the King'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116516554320712501</id><published>2006-12-03T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T15:31:14.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hamans...Plus One</title><content type='html'>We're excited to announce our family is growing:  Rachel is pregnant, and we're all pumped!!  Since Mikaela (our 4 year old) will no longer be the baby, she now thinks she gets to tell somebody else what to do.  Of course, I'm fasting and praying, believing God for a man-child, and I want to know who is in agreement with me?  After living in a house with 3 girls, it's about time for some back-up!!  In fact, I'm declaring a double-portion:  twin boys!  That should balance things out.  However, I'm not sure Rachel is in agreement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, but Mikaela insists on having a little sister.  I told her, "Baby, you already &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; a sister, you &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt; a sister, you don't need &lt;strong&gt;another&lt;/strong&gt; sister!"  Alexa thinks it's a boy and has already picked out a name.  The other night when the girls were going to bed, Rachel was leaving the room after saying their prayers.  Alexa jumped up and said, "Wait Momma, I didn't get to tell the baby good night!"  Then she kissed Rachel's tummy and said, "Good night, Trevor.  See you in 9 months."  I thought that was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikaela wants it to be a girl--Alexa wants it to be a boy--I want it to be twin boys...and Rachel just wants it to be healthy.  She's so spiritual!!  I know God has a sense of humor--if you don't believe it just look in the mirror--but the ultimate irony would be twins...girls!  Prepare ye the way for a little Hamanator on July 25th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116516554320712501?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116516554320712501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116516554320712501' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116516554320712501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116516554320712501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/12/hamansplus-one.html' title='The Hamans...Plus One'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116483016493636843</id><published>2006-11-29T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T10:51:46.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle in the Music City</title><content type='html'>After the Thanksgiving Holiday, Marc Cleary and I had the opportunity to travel to Nashville, TN, to visit our close friends, Kevin and Tracy Mawae and their family. What an awesome couple!! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/622230/mike-marc-game[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="168" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/320/106503/mike-marc-game%5B1%5D.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They've been fully committed members of Healing Place Church from almost the beginning and have made a huge investment in the spiritual landscape of the NFL. Kevin played his college ball at LSU (who rolled all over Arkansas Friday...Go Tigers!!) and is now with the Tennessee Titans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Titans were hosting the New York Giants this past Sunday, and the first 3 quarters were rough. Behind by 3 touchdowns, the Titans were playing sloppy and unable to take care of the ball. With the score 21-0, Tennessee began to turn things around, staging one of the best come-from-behind wins in the league so far this season. They forced a couple of turnovers, converted on a huge fourth down play, and kicked a field goal in the final 6 seconds to win the game...24-21!!! We celebrated and acted like a bunch of junior high kids on the last day of school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin and Tracy have a beautiful home right out&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/1600/326672/mike-kev2[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3190/1727/320/908229/mike-kev2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;side of Nashville in a city called Franklin. With plenty of room to run and play, they have 19 acres that hold 5 horses, 3 goats, 1 cat, and plenty of deer--you already know about my deer hunting skills...if not, check out my previous post! It was a great change of pace for me--I've never ridden a horse or spent any meaningful time with goats before! A big shout-out to Kevin and Tracy...and their family and friends (Doug and Lisa-great to meet you as well)! Thank you taking such wonderful care of us this weekend and congratulations on a great win Sunday. May the Titans experience many more to come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116483016493636843?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116483016493636843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116483016493636843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116483016493636843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116483016493636843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/11/miracle-in-music-city.html' title='Miracle in the Music City'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116450915165055535</id><published>2006-11-25T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T08:54:17.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Hunt</title><content type='html'>This week has been a wonderful change of pace for me.  On Monday, I stepped outside of my normal ministry routine, trading my cell phone and lap top computer for some camoflauge and a 30-06 rifle.  If that scares you, you're not alone...my wife has concerns as well!!  Her father has been an avid outdoorsman for years with trophy animals that turn his living room into an entire zoo--while the only thing I've ever shot is a basketball!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With temperatures hovering around 30 degrees, we headed toward the camp long before sunrise.  I was dressed in so many layers of clothes that I knew if I fell down, there was no getting back up!!  I sat in the deer stand, entertained by a family of squirrels and jumped at every noise I heard.  It's amazing when the sun comes up how everything looks and sounds like a 10-point buck.  I wanted to pull the trigger...just once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 hours of struggling to stay awake, it was time to call it quits--no buck and no luck.  We decided to stay the afternoon and catch an evening hunt.  At 2 minutes til 5, I heard some movement behind the trees in front of me and thought it was another squirrel family reunion.  Only this time, it was big...it was brown...and it was going down! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lifted my gun to put him in my sights, he looked right at me.  I froze.  He stared.  I could feel my heart beating in my chest--it was kind of like a matrix moment.  He lowered his head to start eating again, so I put him right in my crosshairs and took a deep breath...POW!  He ran 20 yards up the hill and laid down--it was a quick, painless trip to deer heaven, so please no hate mail from any animal rights activists!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 10 years of being married to Rachel, I finally got my first deer.  It's official...I'm now a legitimate part of the family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116450915165055535?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116450915165055535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116450915165055535' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116450915165055535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116450915165055535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/11/on-hunt.html' title='On the Hunt'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116380544733940015</id><published>2006-11-17T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T07:01:00.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/PICT1882.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/200/PICT1882.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Rachel and I took the girls to see a precious friend of ours, Ms. Fana Hill. Fana is an 88 year-old firecracker, full of life, laughs, and love for our Savior. She lost her husband years ago, never had any children of her own, and just recently said goodbye to her only brother last year. It just made sense to adopt her into our family--the love wa&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/PICT1878.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/200/PICT1878.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s immediate and the joy has been all ours!! She's a hopeless romantic and loves to eat spaghetti and chocolate (not surprising for a passionate Italian girl)! She tells it just like it is...she doesn't waste time mixing words--I love that about her. Ready to leave this old world and all of its troubles behind, Fana talks to Jesus about her heavenly arrival every day...can't say that I blame her. She laughed and told me, "Mike, Jesus promised us that heaven would be a wonderful place...when I get there, I'm going to hold Him to it! If it's not all that He said it would be, He's going to h&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/PICT1879.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/200/PICT1879.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ave one little fussy Italian woman on His hands!" I learn so much from her--a greater appreciation for life, a better understanding of the value of friendships, and a clearer perspective on the reality of heaven. No wonder the Scriptures tell us to tend to widows and make them priority...not just for their benefit, but for ours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116380544733940015?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116380544733940015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116380544733940015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116380544733940015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116380544733940015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/11/golden-moments.html' title='Golden Moments'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116352373325834878</id><published>2006-11-14T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T15:39:14.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Weekend</title><content type='html'>This past Sunday, I had the opportunity to serve at our annex campus...and &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/PICT1866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/200/PICT1866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what an awesome experience (not to mention some good-looking people.  Check these guys out!).  If you've never been to our annex facility on a Sunday morning, you are missing out! Both services carried such a sense of expectation--I just knew God was going to show up in an amazing way. From the first note to the last "Amen," Jason Ryder and the praise team brought down the thunder, and Pastor John Seibling (Life Church, in Memphis) gave us a challenging word on mercy. I saw grown men in tears, letting go of their anger and embracing a new found mercy--I saw women getting healed from the pain of their past--I saw teenagers and college students being set free from bitterness and resentment. What we participated in last Sunday was truly a miracle in every sense of the word. I'm constantly amazed--and humbled--at the front row seat I have in watching God at work among us!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116352373325834878?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116352373325834878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116352373325834878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116352373325834878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116352373325834878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/11/great-weekend.html' title='Great Weekend'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116287221830270049</id><published>2006-11-06T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T15:35:38.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud of My Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/PICT1858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/200/PICT1858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was a much needed day of rest for the Haman family...oh, how I love Mondays!! We got a chance to shift gears and take care of some things around the house--pay bills, wash dishes, fold clothes, watch Little Mermaid, color, and put make-up on Daddy--you know, the normal Monday routine. Living in a house full of women can be interesting. There are times when I feel as if I'm swimming in a sea of estr&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/PICT1016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/200/PICT1016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ogen...but I wouldn't trade my girls for anything in the world! I get to hang out with the prettiest ladies on the planet. Rachel led worship tonight at the HP Women's meeting, and I heard she did a fantastic job. I brought Alexa and Mikaela to gymnastics and got to witness a first: after 18 months of tumbling class, Alexa nailed her first ever round-off, flip-flop all by herself...not even a spot!! I could tell she was nervous before she took off. S&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/PICT1198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/200/PICT1198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he looked up in the stands for some encouragement, and I gave her the thumbs-up sign. Attacking the runway with the speed and power of an NFL running back, Alexa landed the jump!! It was awesome! I went crazy--almost teared up! She was pumped. We celebrated with a little Hot Fudge Sundae and an Oreo McFlurry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116287221830270049?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116287221830270049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116287221830270049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116287221830270049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116287221830270049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/11/proud-of-my-girls.html' title='Proud of My Girls'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116231184845947280</id><published>2006-10-31T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T21:11:57.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cardinal Fever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/04-nlcs-gm7-st-louis-cardinals-celebration-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 321px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/400/04-nlcs-gm7-st-louis-cardinals-celebration-sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in southeast Missouri, I was a kid obsessed with St. Louis Cardinal baseball.  To say that I was an avid "fan" would have been a major understatement.  I spent all my time in the field behind our trailer, imitating the athletic heroics of all my favorite players.  During those seemingly endless Sunday night church services, I covered every square inch of our bulletin with pictoral drawings of the legendary Cardinal line-up:  Ozzie Smith, Lou Brock, Stan Musial, Kieth Hernandez, Bruce Sutter.  My imagination was burning with Cardinal fever!  One year, I even convinced my sisters to include the team in their bedtime prayers every night--calling each player by name...Ha!  (I was preparing for the ministry then and didn't even know it!)  The year was 1982, and the Cardinals beat the Brewers for the World Series!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my parents moved us to Baton Rouge in the late 80's, I still followed the Cardinals but from a distance.  My childhood interest in sports began to change when I embraced God's call on my life for the ministry.  Serving on staff now for over a decade, most of my time is consumed with helping people cross the line of faith.  My competitive streak has shifted gears from winning games to winning souls.  Eternity doesn't hang on the hook of who wins this year's BCS, Super Bowl, or pennant race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must confess, however, I caught a fever this past month--it had streaks of red!  I felt like an 8 year old boy again:  glued to my TV set, a nervous wreck with every pitch, and shouting instructions to the team.  When St. Louis won the World Series Friday night, it brought me back to that little trailer park some 24 years ago.  I don't know why I get so emotional over stuff like this...I guess I am just re-living something I cherished as a boy.  Does God really care about who wins the World Series???  Who can really say?  I don't know, but Friday night I sure did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116231184845947280?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116231184845947280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116231184845947280' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116231184845947280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116231184845947280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/10/cardinal-fever.html' title='Cardinal Fever!'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116188739596146856</id><published>2006-10-26T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:26:12.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/one_way_03[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/one_way_03%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great experience!! Last night, all of our campuses and generations came together for a time of worship and celebration. We've been praying all week and believing God for the miraculous as we make preparations for this weekend. You cannot be a healing place for a hurting world and not believe in the touch of the Divine. Miracles come in all different shapes and sizes. The Bible tells us in Job 5:9 "For God does great works too marvelous to understand. He performs miracles without number." Isn't that a great promise to those of us who are in desperate need of a miracle? There is no limit to God's love or power...it's literally to inifinity (without number)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was excited to see all of our students crowded in the front of the sanctuary, raising the bar of passion and expectation a&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/one_way_04[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="201" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/one_way_04%5B1%5D.jpg" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mong us...crying out for the salvation of the nations. Our very own JP Brumfield stepped up and challenged all of us to give just a little bit more for our King! I remember chasing down JP when he was a high school kid at Woodlawn and had no idea what he wanted to do with his life. Now to watch him work in our student ministry and lead outreach teams all over this city is truly amazing--a miracle without number!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay fired up and fueled up...it's going to be an incredible weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116188739596146856?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116188739596146856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116188739596146856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116188739596146856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116188739596146856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-way.html' title='One Way'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-116096982561137376</id><published>2006-10-15T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T14:36:22.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Italy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/Italy%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 214px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/Italy%20001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been absent from the blog-sphere for nearly 2 weeks, but this time my reason is totally legit. Rachel and I had the incredible privilege of traveling to Italy to train and equip youth pastors and leaders from all over that great nation. We were gone for 8 days, and every single day was action-packed! I ate pasta with every meal and was kissed by more men than I could count...Italian culture gives new meaning to the Biblical concept of greeting each other with a holy kiss!! It's difficult to put into words the amazing experience we had there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever met someone and it was instant friendship? When Rachel and I met Scott Steelman and his wife Vicki, we clicked immediately. They've been serving the next generation in Italy for 6 years now, and we had a blast partnering with them at this Youth Impact Leadership Conference. Some 85-90 people journeyed to the coastal community of Bari, many of them making great sacrifices to participate. Some traveled over 14 hours by train, took time off from their jobs, paid their own way to get there, gave up time with their families...the atmosphere was raw with a hunger to learn and grow. We did our best to download all of our ministry experiences into 3 days of intense training workshops, and the people devoured everything. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/Italy%20012.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 164px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/Italy%20012.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our passion and desire to reach the next generation was matched with theirs, and the chemistry between 2 different cultures was ignited. After the conference was over, we ministered to a local church that Sunday night. At the end of the service,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/Italy%20003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 182px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/Italy%20003.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3 adult men came forward to receive Christ--amazed, the leaders later told me how significant it was for men to step forward, since most of the people involved in church were women and children. One older gentleman requested prayer for healing in his legs. But he made it known that even if God didn't heal his legs, he still wanted to give his life to Christ...how cool is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before we left, we had a couple of days to hang out in Rome. I was blown &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/Italy%20018.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 148px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/Italy%20018.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;away to see the architecture and to think of the history of the city. We saw the Coliseum, the Forum, the Vatican, the Pantheon...so many landmark works. But the highlight for me was when we went to the underground dungeon known as Paul's prison. What was it like to live as a prisoner there in that cold, dark cell? What kind of courage does it take to spend your final days locked up because of your allegiance to the crucified Savior? We shared a spiritual moment in that underground bunker and prayed that God would strengthen our resolve and our commitment to Him!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When it was time to return to the States, we were heartbroken. The people, the pasta, and the passion had captured our hearts. God is definitely at work...all over the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P.S. I am really sorry there are no pics posted yet. I have been trying for the last few days but have run into technical problems. I am still working on it, so keep checking back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-116096982561137376?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/116096982561137376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=116096982561137376' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116096982561137376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/116096982561137376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/10/italy.html' title='Italy'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115981876546157490</id><published>2006-10-02T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T05:50:32.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Wild Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="215" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/PICT1571.1.jpg" width="310" border="0" /&gt;We celebrated another birthday yesterday--Mikaela is now 4 years old! After Rachel's 30th birthday blowout 2 weeks ago, this time of year is proving to be very expensive for me...and Christmas is just around the corner--Yikes!! All of Mikaela's little friends came out for some jumping-fun at "It's My Party" off Essen Ln. Nothing like a room full of sweaty kids, Kool-Aid, cookie cake, and a little chaos--who said parenting was boring?? Not in the&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/PICT1580.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="209" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/PICT1580.2.jpg" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haman house! Mikaela is still trying to figure out how she went to bed Saturday night a 3 year-old and woke up Sunday morning a big 4 year-old...she thinks she'll be 5 in a couple of days. Time goes by so fast, it will feel like a few days for me! A big "thank you" to all our family and friends who helped make Mikaela's day so special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115981876546157490?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115981876546157490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115981876546157490' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115981876546157490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115981876546157490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-wild-birthday.html' title='Another Wild Birthday'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115950168888251620</id><published>2006-09-28T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T10:32:51.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Win At The Varsity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/varsity1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 249px; height: 142px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/varsity1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was standing-room-only at a packed out Varsity Theater last night, when over 750 people crammed into one of the most popular hang-outs on the LSU campus. The atmosphere was charged with energy and excitement as J-Dawg and our Late Nite worship team &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/varsity3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 164px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/varsity3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stepped on stage. We were all filled with an incredible sense of hope and expectation because our primary purpose for being there had little to do with us...and had everything to do with the One who gave Himself for us--Jesus Christ, the real superstar! From the first note to the final prayer, the love of God was on display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we were in a unique setting, the atmosphere still felt like home--Jesus really was here...and &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt; could happen! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/varsity2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/varsity2.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mid-way through the worship set, I shared a very simple message about the Cross of Jesus and gave everyone a chance to lay down their sin, their hurts, their past, their failures, and their very lives at His feet. The response was breathtaking! Hands were popping up everywhere--in the back, upstairs in the cafe, even at the bars men and women were reaching a place of surrender. God was doing what only He can do--transforming people from the inside-out! At that moment, I could sense the supernatural taking place. A tidal wave of mercy and compassion was being poured out. People were embracing truth and being set free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the night was over, many of us sat around in awe of what we had just experienced. God moments are sometimes difficult to put into words. I'm so proud to be a part of a church that places a high priority on the lost. I can't say enough about our staff and leadership teams who went the second mile to pull this thing off. I'm grateful for the men and women who contributed financially so that another lost soul could find the Answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I left the campus and made my way back to Prairieville around midnight, my body was exhausted but my mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts. I pray when our Lord comes back to get us that He will find us doing everything we can, expending every last drop of energy, creativity, and passion to bring one more person into the Kingdom...populating heaven and plundering hell!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115950168888251620?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115950168888251620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115950168888251620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115950168888251620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115950168888251620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/09/big-win-at-varsity.html' title='Big Win At The Varsity'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115938542581753630</id><published>2006-09-27T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T15:52:59.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready</title><content type='html'>It's Wednesday afternoon at 2pm, and we are making final preparations for our crusade at the Varsity Theater tonight. What an incredible week of sacrifice and commitment it has been!! I'm humbled by the number of people who have given their time, talent, and touch to make this happen. Our teams having been working around the clock since last week...Friday night, a group of Late Niters went to several LSU bars (Fred's and Reggie's) to pass out bottles of water and promotional fliers, and then stayed up all night to set up for the outreach on the parade grounds Saturday. We fed police officers, college students, and even the homeless that passed by our tent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/P0003470.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/P0003470.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Monday night, nearly 60 Late Niters gathered on the campus at the clock tower for prayer and intercession, believing God to make a big splash so desperately needed in this community. I thought about how the Varsity is normally a place where people go to party, drink, look for a good time, escape the pressures of responsibilty...maybe even hide from God. But in 6 hours, the place will be totally transformed...it will become "Holy Ground!" Instead of running from God, they will be running right to Him!!! We're praying that many people will be surprised by the Holy Spirit and come under a different kind of influence tonight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple of cool stories: Last time we did this event, we had over 600 people show up and a dozen people cross the line of faith. When we were leaving the venue, I overheard one lady say to another, "Is any place safe anymore? Since when did the church start coming to places like this?" I was wondering why we (the chruch) ever left in the first place! Light in a dark world is what God called us to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, our church receptionist (Mrs.Terri-she's the best!!) received a call from a concerned parent. He said that his daughter told him she was going to church this week at the Varsity. He said, "I thought my daughter was trying to pull one over on me when she said that church was taking place in a bar. So I had to check it out and make sure she was telling me the truth!" Ha! I love that...let's keep being a dangerous church, not afraid to take risks for the kingdom!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115938542581753630?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115938542581753630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115938542581753630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115938542581753630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115938542581753630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/09/getting-ready.html' title='Getting Ready'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115895833961878960</id><published>2006-09-22T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T14:02:43.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Steam Ahead</title><content type='html'>Wednesday we wrapped up our current teaching series called "Gravity: Rising Above the Pull of Temptation."  What an incredible four weeks it has been! God is changing the landscape of so many lives, and we are seeing a new wave of passion and hunger in Late Nite this semester. It truly is amazing what happens when people refuse to fake reality and determine to live authentically.  Our altars are constantly being filled with men and women who are determined to leave the guilt and shame of their past behind.  Isn't it so cool to know that God knows our struggles and cares enough about them to get involved? We are &lt;strong&gt;pumped&lt;/strong&gt; about the opportunity God is giving us to create an enivronment of hope and healing for so many who feel lost and fogotten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Wednesday, we are taking our Late Nite service to the other side of Highland Rd. on the campus of LSU to the Varsity Theater.  It's going to be an &lt;strong&gt;incredible&lt;/strong&gt; night to experience God in a setting where many people normally go to escape Him!  Light in darkness--salt in a bland society.  I love it...you can never outrun the love of the Father!!  Tomorrow is going to be a full day on the campus--hanging out, tailgating, grilling some food, passing out bottles of water and fliers. We really want to make a big splash for the kingdom next Wednesday. We believe Late Nite @ the Varsity is going to be an historic experience that will change lives forever! Please help us pray that the purposes of God will prevail and that many will cross the line of faith. We would love for you to be a part if you are able. Bring a friend... invite those who would never darken the door of a church to come to the Varsity this Wednesday.  Spread the word...LSU, here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115895833961878960?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115895833961878960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115895833961878960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115895833961878960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115895833961878960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/09/full-steam-ahead.html' title='Full Steam Ahead'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115859412429134609</id><published>2006-09-18T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T19:23:10.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating 30 Years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/PICT1522.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/PICT1522.1.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, Rachel crossed a major milestone in her life--she turned 30 years old! Remembering how depressed I was leaving my 20's to enter the dreadfully mature and responsible 30's, I asked her how she felt about this transition. She was excited, ready for a new season and the opportunities of a new decade. We had a slammin' party for her at the house with lots of great food (especially the hand-made, gourmet quality sandwiches and those little BBQ smokies), and so many friends to help us celebrate. All the kids were hot and sweaty from jumping on the trampoline and playing on the swing set. I even saw little boys pushing baby strollers and playing with the kitchen set--our toy selection will surely change when I have my son...no more barbies and baby dolls!! A special thanks to Rachel's family for working so hard to prepare the food...and to everyone who was able to stop by. We are incredibly blessed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115859412429134609?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115859412429134609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115859412429134609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115859412429134609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115859412429134609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/09/celebrating-30-years.html' title='Celebrating 30 Years!'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115833694240547266</id><published>2006-09-15T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T08:06:14.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Taste of Italy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/Scott%20Steelman.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/Scott%20Steelman.0.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has blessed us at HPC with so many great relationships--people who share the same heartbeat for His kingdom all over the world. This week I've had the privilege of hosting Scott Steelman, a key player in a national movement called "Italy for Christ." Scott, originally from south Florida, has been involved in youth ministry for 2 decades, and now spends his time training pastors and youth leaders to reach the next generation in Italy. What's amazing, Italy is a country of over 60 million people and not one full-time youth pastor!! The second largest Muslim church in the world is in Rome. The largest evangelical churches in Italy are maybe 500 people, and there has been no push toward the future or reaching students. The door is wide-open and a generation is up for grabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has positioned Scott and his family to address these critcal issues by starting up campus ministries at high schools and universities and training pastors and youth leaders from all over the country. In 3 weeks, Rachel and I will have an opportunity to travel overseas and serve at one of these conferences. Scott has been with us all week, visiting with our staff and ministering to our high school and college students. Our connection was immediate--like instant rice! We look forward to a little pasta and marinara in Rome!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115833694240547266?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115833694240547266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115833694240547266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115833694240547266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115833694240547266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/09/little-taste-of-italy.html' title='A Little Taste of Italy'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115798658910215811</id><published>2006-09-11T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T13:22:13.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God on the Move</title><content type='html'>Do you ever get discouraged watching the evening news? I do my best to stay informed with what is happening around the globe, but it seems like the top headlines are always something tragic or completely negative. Pictures and images of Katrina, 9/11, Iraq, the Middle East, teenagers dying--our world seems to be spinning into chaos. It's amazing how a 30 minute news segment can totally deflate and depress you! Yet, in spite of all the pain and suffering we experience, God is on the move in an incredible way. Just last week, I had the privilege of traveling to Jacksonville, Florida, and serve at Celebration Church for a weekend retreat targeting college students and young adults. Cool thing: they call their Saturday night gathering of 600 people Late Nite, just like us! We experienced a "Last Days" outpouring as described in the book of Acts, and many touched heaven in a way they never had before. Here at home, in our own Late Nite ministry, we're in a series called "Gravity: Rising Above the Pull of Temptation." I believe this has been one of the most helpful things we've talked about all year. Last Wednesday our altars were completely full--probably around 150 people squeezed in the front, being honest with God and seeking His strength and help. Just last night, over 700 HPC leaders and volunteers converged at our Highland campus for a night of vision and expectation of where God is taking us. Talk about a lethal environment...I even saw senior adults jumping and dancing, forming their own mosh-pit during worship!! We might need to bring oxygen masks and make sure everyone has health insurance before we do something like that again!! Everywhere I go, I see the fingerprints of Jesus Christ. The devil is on the move because he knows his time is short, but I see an army of healers coming together for the purpose of serving their King! The Church was never meant to be a refuge &lt;em&gt;from&lt;/em&gt; the world but an unstoppable force &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115798658910215811?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115798658910215811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115798658910215811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115798658910215811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115798658910215811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/09/god-on-move.html' title='God on the Move'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115712023016930548</id><published>2006-09-01T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T13:39:00.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus in Skin</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm beyond the point of apologizing, but the past few days have been a complete blur...and once again I've been predictably absent from the blog-sphere world. (Kudos to all you who can be consistent in bringing the dialogue of your life to the computer screen--can't you detect the jealousy in my tone!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been an amazing week in the spiritual landscape of our community as we remembered the victims and so many families who suffered through hurricane Katrina just 1 year ago. I thought about the chaos in our own city and how we scrambled as a church to do whatever we could to help those in need. Going on little sleep and lots of caffeine, we worked 'round the clock at the New Orleans airport, tending to the needs of the helpless and critically sick. We transformed 2 of our church campuses into shelters and our Highland campus became a relief center where people could find a meal, some living necessities, and much needed peace. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/mike%20blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/mike%20blog.jpg" border="0" height="156" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of mass confusion, growing frustration, and unprecedented suffering, &lt;a href="http://mikehamanpics.blogspot.com/"&gt;there was the church&lt;/a&gt;--not a building of bricks and mortar, but the living, breathing body of Christ. Lovers of Jesus from all over our state--and even country--came to roll up their sleeves and serve the hurting. We laid down our logos and our egos and joined together to become an army of healers, just like Christ intended for us to be. It's embarrassing to admit that it takes a terrible loss or tragedy to open our eyes and give us understanding. Sometimes we have to step into our worst moments in order to gain our best perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned that compassion has to be more than just words. It is something tangible--something visible. A blind man can see it, a deaf man can hear it, and a lost man can feel it!!! One year later, I prayer that our passion and our pulse is still beating for those in need. I read a scripture this morning that sums it up best: Isaiah 1 :17 says, "Learn to do good, seek justice, help the oppressed, defend the orphan, and fight for the rights of widows." What we should be doing is crystal clear, huh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115712023016930548?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115712023016930548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115712023016930548' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115712023016930548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115712023016930548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/09/jesus-in-skin.html' title='Jesus in Skin'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115651474947589965</id><published>2006-08-25T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T19:35:23.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raw Honesty</title><content type='html'>Do you ever struggle on the inside when you read about the life of Christ and then evaluate your own?  I woke up this morning with such a discontent at the soul level.  I wrestle between the person that I am, and the one I long to be...and I wonder if that gap will ever shrink!  If the goal of our Christianity is to become like Jesus, I sure am looking a lot like myself.  It's easy to admire and even worship Jesus, and still not do the things He did.  I'm challenged by His enormous love and disturbed by the smallness of my own.  If Jesus really said that the last will be first, why do I work so hard at being first?  The more I read Scripture, the more I feel God shaking up my nice and neat, wrinkle-free life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115651474947589965?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115651474947589965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115651474947589965' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115651474947589965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115651474947589965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/08/raw-honesty_25.html' title='Raw Honesty'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115645679560039121</id><published>2006-08-24T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T02:46:04.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D-town</title><content type='html'>I've been in Dallas, TX, all week doing a combination of different things.  My mom lives here, and even though it has been difficult, I'm doing my very best to let her to spoil me--it's so tough sleeping until noon, watching ESPN all day, and having a plate of food in front of me everytime I look up!  No seriously, it has been great to visit, but I have been extremely busy.  Monday and Tuesday night I spoke to a group of college athletes at SAGU (Southwest Assembly of God Univ) who are in the middle of three-a-day workouts as they prepare for their season.  I love interacting with athletes--being in the mix of training, hard work, and competition.  It brings me back to my early years when sports played such a huge role in my personal development.  I think I still carry that drive to excel and achieve, only in a different capacity now.  For me, it's no longer about winning games and championships--it's about winning people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll travel north of Dallas to meet up with a friend of mine, Chris Boniol.  Chris has a Super Bowl ring from his time with the Dallas Cowboys, and he continues to do camps for kids who are serious about football.  I'll be speaking to about 120 men from his church at a retreat until Saturday--nothing like a room full of testosterone and the Holy Ghost!  It's so cool to see the different expressions of Christ all over the country.  I'm seeing an unprecedented hunger for God and people who are passionately pursuing Him everywhere I go.  Awesome!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115645679560039121?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115645679560039121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115645679560039121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115645679560039121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115645679560039121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/08/d-town.html' title='D-town'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115626551687162695</id><published>2006-08-22T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T09:20:33.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look at an Old Thought</title><content type='html'>I'm currently reading a book by Shane Claiborne called "The Irresistible Revolution," and it's messing me up inside and out--don't you just love books that comfort the disturbed, disturb the comfortable, and invite you to change the world with the irresistible love of Christ!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;"Two guys are talking to each other, and one of them says he has a question for God. He wants to ask why God allows all of this poverty and war and suffering to exist in the world. And his friend says, "Well, why don't you ask?" The fellow shakes his head and says he is scared. When his friend asks why, he mutters, "I'm scared God will ask me the same question." Over and over, when I ask God why all of these injustices are allowed to exist in the world, I can feel the Spirit whisper to me, "You tell me why we allow this to happen. You are my body, my hands, my feet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's stop complaining about the church we see, and start setting our hearts on becoming the church we dream of!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115626551687162695?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115626551687162695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115626551687162695' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115626551687162695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115626551687162695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-look-at-old-thought.html' title='New Look at an Old Thought'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115601826201110049</id><published>2006-08-19T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T17:10:47.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Set of Eyes</title><content type='html'>After months of encouragement from my wife and the continual affirmation of my already experienced friends, I took the optical plunge...I had lasek surgery performed on both eyes!  It was a big step for me because I have worn eye glasses and contact lenses for 22 years of my life, but I finally decided it was time.  With all the travel I do, and the money I spend on eye exams, contact lenses, glasses, solution, and other eye stuff...I needed to do something different.  I had to be out of my contacts for nearly 5 consecutive weeks, so you can imagine how difficult that was for me!  I trusted myself not only to God, but to the experienced care of HPC's own Dr. Fay Woo...who is the absolute best!  When they wheeled my back to the surgery room, Dr. Woo introduced me to her qualified team that would be assisting her (another group of HPC'ers--I love the family!!).  She then prayed the scriptures over me, gave me an LSU Tiger teddy bear to hold onto (for the big baby inside of me), and gently talked me through the entire procedure.  In no time at all, I was being escorted through the parking lot by my wife, sneaking peaks from behind my Stars Wars storm trooper goggles, amazed at the signs I could read and the leaves on all the trees!!  I felt a little like blind Bartamaus must have felt when the power of Christ gave him the ability to see the wonderful world around him.  Isn't the creativity of God and the ingenuity of modern medicine amazing!!!  I'm seeing the world around me with a whole new set of eyes...and I'm praying the Spirit of God would let me see the beautiful moments in Scripture with a new pair as well!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115601826201110049?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115601826201110049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115601826201110049' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115601826201110049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115601826201110049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-set-of-eyes.html' title='A New Set of Eyes'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115569229376465822</id><published>2006-08-15T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T20:56:25.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Place Like Home</title><content type='html'>Rachel left for Chattanooga, Tennessee, last Friday to be with her brother and his wife for the birth of their first baby.  As excited as I am about their new darling addition, I've been "doggy-paddlin" trying to keep my head above water with 2 kids of my own...being Mom and Dad is more than a full-time job!  We crossed a couple of major milestones this week:  Alexa starting the 3rd grade and riding the bus home from school--I know how bus culture can be...lots of fun and dangerous memories that can increase your visits to the principal's office--and little Mikaela making her debut in beginners gym class.  Between playing taxi, packing lunches, cleaning house, washing dishes, brushing teeth, and taking tons of pictures, I've gained a whole new appreciation for the lady in my life!!!  I miss my wife and cannot wait until she gets home.  It's true--you never know what you have until it goes out of town.  Isn't there some sort of scripture  outlining the limits as to how long your wife can be away?!!  If you're reading this and thinking, "Man, this guy needs to grow up," please pray for me.  But if you're reading this and thinking, "Poor guy.  He could really use some help," then don't pray...just send money!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115569229376465822?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115569229376465822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115569229376465822' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115569229376465822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115569229376465822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-place-like-home.html' title='No Place Like Home'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115552545558924480</id><published>2006-08-13T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T20:17:36.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramping Up for the Next Generation</title><content type='html'>I am totally pumped about all that God is going to do in the hearts and lives of the young people of this generation!  On Friday night, we brought 70 HPC student ministry staff and volunteers down to New Orleans for a time of focused prayer and training, as we made preparations for a brand new school year.  You could sense the passion and excitement of our teams as we stretched our faith to dream God-sized dreams, and committed ourselves to greater levels of sacrifice for the harvest of this next generation.  We also enjoyed a unique move of God at church in each one of our weekend services.  The spirit of God was poured out in such a tangible way--dozens received Christ, many experienced healing in their lives, some were freed from addictions and bondages, and over a thousand children were blessed and commissioned to walk in the purposes of God this school year.  I believe we are living in some exciting times, and God is sending us out as an army of healers into this community.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115552545558924480?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115552545558924480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115552545558924480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115552545558924480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115552545558924480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/08/ramping-up-for-next-generation.html' title='Ramping Up for the Next Generation'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115523718241867878</id><published>2006-08-10T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T16:30:04.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Showers of Blessings</title><content type='html'>I apologize for the silence...once again.  When Pastor Dino is out of pocket, my life gets incredibly busy--I have a new respect and appreciation for his schedule--and blogging is one of the last things on my mind.  We taught on being relevant this weekend at HPC, and I have to confess, I had a blast!!  It's such an honor to be able to stand before the incredible people of our church and learn God's Word together.  Rachel and I have been on staff for over a decade (I started fresh out of college when I was only 22 years old), and many of the families at HPC have watched us grow up.  From the youth ministry days of Crosswalk--with only a handful of teenagers meeting in an unfinished studio--until now, there is no other place I would rather be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was full of surprises.  I was scheduled to speak 3 times, 3 different messages (Pastor Dino's Bible study, Life U., and Late Nite), and my day was spent hibernating in a cave I call my office.  Sermon preparation can be an interesting thing:  sometimes it's so effortless and easy that I can't write in my notepad fast enough...other times it's a grueling task of scratching and clawing just to hammer out a few coherent thoughts.  Take a wild guess which experience was mine!  After the all-day wrestling match in my office (Bibles and commentaries scattered everywhere), my preparations were complete, and I was finally ready to say something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of nowhere, the electrical thunderstorm of the century hit Baton Rouge around 4:30pm.  I felt like Chicken Little trying to tell everyone that the sky was falling.  Traffic was backed up, streets were flooded, and the power at the church was completely knocked out, so we had no choice but to cancel services.  With all the effort and study I had put into those messages, I couldn't let it be in vain.  So that night at the house, I gathered Rachel and the girls in our living room and preached my heart out for 3 hours...1 person almost got saved, 1 person fell asleep, and the other 1 threatened to leave and start her own church!  We did, however, collect a record-breaking offering of several crayons and leggos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115523718241867878?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115523718241867878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115523718241867878' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115523718241867878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115523718241867878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/08/showers-of-blessings.html' title='Showers of Blessings'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115463709612145598</id><published>2006-08-03T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T11:56:58.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home on the Range</title><content type='html'>What do you get when you squeeze 3500 rowdy Cajuns into a 2100 seat auditorium, and you throw in some Australians from Hillsong Church?...a Holy Ghost explosion! We had an amazing time of worship, teaching, and experiencing God at Bethany's south campus Tuesday night--we even got to meet JP's twin brother from "down under." JP is a much better dancer than he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/Photo_080106_001.0.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 142px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/Photo_080106_001.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you've had some full-contact praise and worship when you leave church dripping wet with sweat, smelling like a locker room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/Photo_080106_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for what He is doing in our city, and how He's bringing churches together in these final days for kingdom purposes (Pastor Dino is preaching at Bethany this weekend...how cool is that!). It's not about the labels on our churches, the style of our worship, or the things that make us different--it's about Christ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In helping to host the United praise team this week, I had a unique opportunity to step out of my normal routine and do something radically different. We brought our Australian friends to a gun club in Port Allen and played a little "shoot-em up cowboy." Keep in mind, the only thing I've ever shot is a basketball, and even then I am not real accurate! We fired some serious weaponry (is that a word?) and celebrated our God-given right as men to blow things up. For hours, we fired .9 mm pistols, .45 semi-automatics, assault rifles, MP5's, a .480 big gamer, and even an Israeli made desert eagle .50 caliber handgun (I have no idea if I named all those guns right. All I know is that when the noise finally stopped, my face was dusted with gun powder and my arms hurt more than after a workout at the gym!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my nickname is "The Hamanator," I was doing my best to live up to it! At the end of the day, I talked with Murray Landry, one of the great guys at our church who worked with the FBI for years. I asked him how I did, and his words summed it up best. He said, "Preacher...you might want to just stick to the Bible." Aren't you glad for friends who love you enough to be completely honest with you? I guess if I ever had to fire a gun in a time of crisis, I would just spray and pray!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115463709612145598?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115463709612145598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115463709612145598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115463709612145598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115463709612145598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/08/home-on-range.html' title='Home on the Range'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115427807815726213</id><published>2006-07-30T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T18:36:10.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Decade</title><content type='html'>We passed a milestone on July 27th--this past Thursday marked 10 years that Rachel and I have been married. It's a wonderful thing to be able to grow in Christ together and share all of life's experiences (good, bad, and ugly) with someone who is fully committed to you. When I look at my gorgeous wife and then take a quick glance at myself in the mirror, I'm convinced that our marriage had to be orchestrated by God Himself...there's no other explanation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting how much life can change over the course of 10 years--it's no longer just the 2 of us, safe in our own little private world, free to be totally absorbed in our love for each other. God has added 2 darling, yet demanding children, as well as an enormous amount of responsibility in a growing, high-impact church. Needless to say, my romantic skills are not as keen as they once were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm convinced that Rachel missed her calling to be an FBI agent because it is next to impossible to surprise her with anything. You only get 1 chance to celebrate 10 years, so I had to get creative. This would be a massive under-taking, requiring me to enlist the help of some special people. Through a series of rigged phone calls, I made Rachel believe that I had drug my feet making plans for a little anniversary get-away (this wasn't hard to do because it's normally true), and every hotel room in New Orleans and Baton Rouge was booked. After some late-in-the-game brainstorming and some heated conversation about my inability to plan ahead, we resigned to staying at home and watching a movie, while the kids went with grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her disappointment and frustration with me seemed to grow...little did she know I was playing her like a game of checkers! After a few tense moments and apologies from both of us, I tried to salvage the day by telling her to pack her bags and see if we couldn't find a hotel in New Orleans with a last minute cancellation. She was reluctant, but felt that after 10 years of marriage and 2 children, it was more than just a stay-at-home, Blockbuster night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she got into the car, I had all of our old-school, love songs on cassette (c'mon baby, we were dating back in the stone age...no CD's, iPod's, or MP3's) !! A little Boyz 2 Men, some Celine Deon, a little L-train Luther Vandross, even threw in a taste of Shania Twain and John Michael Montgomery for good measure. We pulled up to the W Hotel in the French Quarter and were greeted with 5-star service as the valet service parked our car. To Rachel's surprise, the clerk at guest services let us know that a room was available--of course a room was available...I had sent Meghan, my assistant down earlier that day to trick the place out (candles, rose petals everywhere, 3 dozen roses, lotions &amp;amp; perfumes, chocolates, gifts, a card). I wanted to remind Rachel of all the reasons she fell in love with me, and that I was still her hunka-hunka burnin' love!!! The battleground had become a playground!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she walked into my little surprise, I could tell instantly that I went from a Zero to a Hero! We rolled out to Ruth's Chris Steakhouse to make our 7:30pm dinner reservations, and needless to say, it's been a great weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115427807815726213?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115427807815726213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115427807815726213' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115427807815726213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115427807815726213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-decade.html' title='The First Decade'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115401320679689904</id><published>2006-07-27T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T20:37:59.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>40 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.childrenscup.org"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/40daysBlogTitle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God has really been challenging us as a church for the past few months to Go Global with our faith. The needs of society and humanity are spread worldwide. &lt;a href="http://www.childrenscup.org"&gt;Children's Cup&lt;/a&gt;, an incredible ministry reaching AIDS Orphans, is asking believers to agree with them in prayer for some very specific needs. They will be posting these needs regularly on the website.   Over the next 40 days, begginning with August 1st, people from all over will be praying for AIDS Orphans in Africa and OVC's that work with them in Africa. My family and I have committed to praying for the next 40 days specifically for these precious children. If you would like to join us in prayer, please put your name on &lt;a href="http://fortydaysofprayer.blogspot.com/"&gt;the list&lt;/a&gt;. We are believing God for the miraculous!&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/17818415-115401320679689904?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115401320679689904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115401320679689904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115401320679689904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115401320679689904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/07/40-days.html' title='40 Days'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115375724809805819</id><published>2006-07-24T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T13:34:46.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serving it up in Donaldsonville</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/DSC03193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/200/DSC03193.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of the Late Nite crew who dedicated their weekend to our Dream Center campus in Donaldsonville. A team of nearly 30 people made the trip to serve it up in one of the poorest communities of America--the average annual income per-family is $8200. I thank God for all of the missions projects we're a part of overseas, but you don't have to look very far from home to find extreme poverty and suffering...it's in our own back yard. The Bible is clear on how Jesus feels about the poor, hurting, oppressed, and marginalized--we can't even say we have faith in God if there is not room in our hearts to care for them and offer hope. Under the direction of the phenominal Dream Center staff, we were able to rebuild homes, clean up neighborhoods, minister to children, and serve in the weekend services. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/DSC03187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/200/DSC03187.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every single Late Niter was stretched to think beyond himself/herself and gain a new perspective on life.  It's an incredible thing to be used by God to serve suffering humanity.  Knowing we are placed on this earth for purposes much bigger than ourselves helps us understand the blessings of God more.  Blessed to be a blessing is more than just a clever church saying--if we &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; help those in need, then we &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt;!!  Thank you Late Nite...it's always an honor to serve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115375724809805819?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115375724809805819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115375724809805819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115375724809805819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115375724809805819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/07/serving-it-up-in-donaldsonville.html' title='Serving it up in Donaldsonville'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115350421513004385</id><published>2006-07-21T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T18:41:45.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I.AM.RELEVANT</title><content type='html'>This Wednesday night we kicked off our new series- I.AM.RELEVANT.&lt;br /&gt;Relevant can be defined as:&lt;br /&gt;1. connected to what's happening&lt;br /&gt;2. useful to what's happening&lt;br /&gt;3. suitable for a purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 9:19-23 is an important scripture pertaining to relevance. In this passage of only five verses, the phrase "...so that I can bring them to Christ" is mentioned six times!!! The reason that we are still here and not brought up to Heaven is to bring others to the love and freedom found only in Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch this: If the way you live your Christianity is not bringing others to Christ, then you are probably completely irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is tough to swallow, but it is possible to be saved and even serious about God, yet totally ineffective because you don't know what's going on around you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must remember that we are not on earth for ourselves- we have a much bigger &lt;em&gt;purpose.&lt;/em&gt; We are here to make a difference. We must be understanding, committed, and unwilling to compromise.&lt;br /&gt;What impact is your faith having on the world around you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115350421513004385?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115350421513004385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115350421513004385' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115350421513004385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115350421513004385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/07/iamrelevant.html' title='I.AM.RELEVANT'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115318441389506436</id><published>2006-07-17T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T00:02:34.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Weekend</title><content type='html'>This past Friday, we celebrated Alexa's birthday--she turned 8 years old--by taking her and a friend to Dixie Landing. (Am I old enough to have a daughter that is really 8? Does this mean I have to grow up and start acting like a responsible adult? It's amazing how old I'm getting but how young I feel!) We dodged the rain drops for over an hour before heading to the mall for a little cookie cake and some birthday shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were at the theme park, Mikaela, our 3 year old, got bit by a mosquito on the ankle. It began to swell over the next 24 hours to the point where she couldn't even walk. Fearing the worst, Rachel and I took her to the Lake After Hours on Sunday afternoon. As we sat in the waiting room for nearly 2 hours watching old Scooby-Doo re-runs, an elderly lady came in, assisted by her daughter. Her thumb was wrapped up and bloodied, and the look on her face told us she was in severe pain. We found out that she had slammed her thumb in a car door as she was leaving church that afternoon. Alexa looked on in compassion...I could see God was stirring something in her. We encouraged her to go pray for the elderly lady, but she seemed a bit reluctant to step forward. She probably thought, "Daddy, that's your job. You're the preacher...I'm just an 8 year old."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in my seat, watching this whole scenario unfold, and hoped that she would take the risk. Sure enough, Alexa walked over to where the ladies were seated, introduced herself, and asked the injured one if she could pray for her. When the woman agreed, Alexa laid hands on her and prayed the healing power of Jesus Christ over her life. The elderly woman was crying, her daughter was crying, Rachel was crying, and everyone in that waiting room had just witnessed the awesome power of child-like faith. How cool is that?!!?! Now, all of a sudden, the exploits of Shaggy and Scooby-Doo seemed to pale in comparison to the encounter we had just witnessed. In my mind, I saw every sick person in that waiting room standing in line, as Alexa laid hands on every single one--I guess that's the preacher in me that dreams of doing ministry one day along side my children! Lord, help us as parents to encourage and empower our kids to release their faith in a world so desperately seeking it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S--Mikaela is doing just fine, now. She's wide open, full-throttle!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115318441389506436?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115318441389506436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115318441389506436' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115318441389506436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115318441389506436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/07/wild-weekend.html' title='Wild Weekend'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115272140888728991</id><published>2006-07-12T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:42:19.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Need for Speed</title><content type='html'>I commend those of you in the blog-sphere world who actually find the time to post every day. How do you do it?!! I envy you deeply as I struggle to find my way to the computer for a few quiet moments of thought and reflection. The best word to describe my summer experience is FAST...incredibly fast...and only accelerating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 10 people staying at my house last weekend...that's a whole lot of toothpaste and toilet paper! My mom and her husband, Arlon came in from Texas, and our friends, Jeff and Candy Williams, who pastor in northeast Georgia, brought their two children--I love to listen to them talk...they're as country as the day is long!!  We had a wonderful time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the best comparison I can make when it comes to our need for speed happened a couple of weeks ago while we were in Florida.  Rachel and I took the girls to a water park in Destin called Big Kahuna's--I've lived in Baton Rouge for 18 years and never been to a water park in my life--and this was awesome!  When we first got there, we did a couple of small, harmless kiddie slides, and the girls were in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked up to the tallest point of the park and saw a towering black tunnel that twisted and turned like a pretzel.  I grabbed Alexa and shouted, "Let's go!"  With a shot of new adrenalin, we were hustling up several flights of stairs and reached the top platform where we had a great view of the city and read the name of the ride "Jumangi."  It sounded like some tribal, torture technique, but we were undaunted in our pursuit of adventure.  Alexa barely met the height requirement...I guess that should have clued me in as to the degree of difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both entered our separate tunnels at the same time, crossed our hands and feet, and took off when we heard the whistle.  It was pitch black in the tunnel, so there was absolutely no way to predict the next turn.  As I picked up speed to about mach 3, I entered a new level of prayer and intercession that I had never experienced before.  I was moving so fast that I couldn't even screem because I was choking on a mouthful of water.  Then it hit me...if I'm 32 years old and panicing like a little 3rd grade girl, what is my little 3rd grade girl feeling right now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came out of our tunnels and hit the pool at the same time.  Alexa was in tears, holding her stomach.  I immediately rushed over to her, realizing that I had probably just won the "Loser Dad of the Year" award.  I asked if she was ok, and through her tears, all she could say was, "Daddy, how could you?!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we have to step into our worst moments in order to gain our best perspective.  I spent the rest of my time in the wading pool trying to avoid kids in yellow water!  Slow down this summer and enjoy life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115272140888728991?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115272140888728991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115272140888728991' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115272140888728991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115272140888728991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/07/need-for-speed.html' title='The Need for Speed'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115223700589229212</id><published>2006-07-06T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T07:49:31.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Christ</title><content type='html'>*I'm in Christ because I understand that failure is an event and not a     person; yesterday ended last night, and today is a brand new day.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm in Christ because my past is redeemed, my present makes sense, and my future is secure.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm in Christ because I know that a win doesn't make me and a loss can't break me.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm in Christ because I'm filled with faith, hope, and love and live without anger, guilt, greed, envy, or thoughts of revenge.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm in Christ because I am mature enough to delay gratificatoin and shift my focus from my rights to my responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm in Christ because I know that if I don't stand for something, then I'll fall for anything.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm in Christ because I'm secure in who I am, so I am at peace with God and in fellowhsip with man.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm in Christ because I understand that others can give me pleasure, but only Jesus can satisfy the hunger in my soul.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm in Christ because I am pleasant to the grouch, courteous to the rude, and generous to the needy.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm in Christ because I love the unloveable, give hope to the hopeless, help to the helpless, friendship to the friendless, and encouragement to the discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm in Christ because I look back in forgiveness, forward in hope, down in compassion, and up in gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm in Christ because I know that "he who would be the greatest among you must become the servant of all."&lt;br /&gt;*I'm in Christ because I recognize, confess, develop, and use my God-given mental, physical, and spiritual abilities to the glory of God and for the benefit of man.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm in Christ because one day I will stand before God and hear him say, "Well done, My good and faithful servant.  Enter into My rest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 5:17 "Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature; old things have passed away and behold all things have become new."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115223700589229212?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115223700589229212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115223700589229212' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115223700589229212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115223700589229212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/07/in-christ.html' title='In Christ'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115171715062314615</id><published>2006-06-30T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T22:19:01.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Florida Uprising</title><content type='html'>After returning from a great week of hope-infusing ministry in Oklahoma, I stepped off of the plane in Baton Rouge, re-packed my gear (adding a clean set of clothes and some fresh toothpaste), scooped up my family, and pedalled to Destin, Florida, to catch our student ministry summer camp. When we arrived late Thursday night, it was obvious that a Holy Ghost hurricane had already cleared an incredible path, transforming everything within His reach!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had already heard raving reviews of our junior high camp and the incredible life change that had taken place just a few days earlier. It's now the high school students chance to jump on board. I'm so proud of our student ministry staff, our video/tech team, the Late Nite worship band, and all of our hard-working, do-whatever-it-takes, accept-no-excuses, demand-only-results volunteers who believe in the work of God through this next generation. It's absolutely breath-taking to see over 400 teenagers relentlessly pursuing the face of God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could this be part of the last-days uprising spoken about in the book of Acts? God promised to pour out His spirit upon all flesh...then He speaks specifically about the prophetic gift on our sons and daughters. Wow! I'm overwhelmed to think that we might literally be witnessing the very things God proclaimed 2000 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what summers should be about for our kids. It's so much more than time off from school, beaches and malls, trips and text messages--it's about getting this next generation on track with their destiny! Today, as I watched my daughters swim at the pool, I couldn't help but think about their role in the movement of God's kingdom. The work and the word of God is advancing globally, and I want to make sure that not only am I walking in step with the Spirit, but my children are as well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a ground swell of titanic proportions, and I want to be right in the middle of it! There is an uprising of righteousness in the midst of a chaotic culture--a Voice that refuses to be silenced. Tune the ear of your spirit to the frequency of heaven!!!! A generation that the world cannot change will be the generation that will change the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115171715062314615?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115171715062314615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115171715062314615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115171715062314615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115171715062314615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/06/florida-uprising.html' title='The Florida Uprising'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115143230781490084</id><published>2006-06-27T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T11:18:28.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oklahoma Crusade</title><content type='html'>I'm currently in Cameron, Oklahoma, a small community in the very southeast corner of the state, serving in a city-wide outreach for the next three days.  We've partnered with several great churches:  Christian Life Cathedral in Bentonville, Arkansas; Life Church right outside of Kansas City, Missouri; and Harvest Time Church in Fort Smith, Arkansas.  The purpose of the crusade is to wrap our arms around the youth of this community and bring a message of hope to those who are suffering from a lifetime of bad decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth of Cameron, OK can  be characterized by rampant drug use (primarily crystal meth.), unwanted pregnancy (one of the highest teen pregnancy rates in America), a poverty mentality, and a general feeling of hopelessness.  The student ministries from the surrounding areas have converged to host a 3-day, carnival-like event with games, free food, bands, give-aways, and the life-changing message of the Gospel (that's what I get to do every night!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I spoke on the passion of our Savior and the responsibility we have to reflect that to the world around us.  Hundreds of students and adults alike, gathered under a giant tent.  It was cool--kind of like the old-time, gospel tent-meetings our parents and grandparents would talk about.  Dozens of people responded to the call to receive Christ and completely surrender their lives to Him the very first night! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe we are beginning to see an uprising--a movement of the Spirit of God in this next generation--mentioned in Ezekiel 37, where a valley of dry bones is coming together to form a mighty army of God!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115143230781490084?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115143230781490084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115143230781490084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115143230781490084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115143230781490084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/06/oklahoma-crusade.html' title='Oklahoma Crusade'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115124625855247329</id><published>2006-06-25T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T09:25:47.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Public</title><content type='html'>In Late Nite this past Wednesday, we had an incredible time of joy and celebration by baptizing 13 people!! As a pastor, I have the privilege of taking a front row seat to the miraculous move of God in the lives of so many. I'm always amazed at how the love of Jesus Christ can totally transform someone dealing with shame and embarassment into a person of dignity and honor. Only God can heal a broken heart and make it truly whole again. He can heal the pain of our past and use it to produce hope for the future of so many others. I love being right smack in the middle of a God-moment!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't get a chance to be a part of the service Wednesday, you can &lt;a href="http://www.healingplacechurch.org/sermons.php"&gt;click here to view it&lt;/a&gt;. It is under 6/21/06...here are a few stories from those who were baptized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Cherie's story. She was helping to evacuate people out of New Orleans during the hurricane, and her car broke down in Baton Rouge. Through a series of divinely orchestrated events, she finds herself on the doorstep of Healing Place Church where her life is changed forever! By being baptized Wednesday night, she went public with her faith, announcing to the world that she belongs to Jesus! Only He can take a breakdown and turn it into a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mindy's story was amazing too. She was drifting in her faith and involving herself in a lifestyle that was leaving her completely empty. The Holy Spirit began to do a work in her heart, and she made a decision to reconnect with God. Her 21st birthday was on Wednesday, and she thought the best way to celebrate was with the family of God, going public with her faith. What a defining moment for her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't Chris inspiring? He was so excited about being baptized that he was shouting as I put him under, and was doing the same as I pulled him back up! He buried the "old man/old lifestyle" of sin he used to know and has been raised to a new life in Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was Salina. How cool is it that she found HPC in the Yellow Pages!!?! She saw that we were located on Highland Rd. (the only road she recognized since she is from Ruston and attending graduate school at LSU), and did a little Map Quest search to find us. The Holy Spirit knows exactly where we are, and He can get us exactly where we need to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love what God is doing in this generation!! Late Nite, keep stepping out, being bold, and going public with your faith!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115124625855247329?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115124625855247329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115124625855247329' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115124625855247329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115124625855247329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/06/going-public.html' title='Going Public'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17818415.post-115100861287030154</id><published>2006-06-22T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:41:05.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Luau Action</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/Luau%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/320/Luau%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday night, a bunch of Late Niters threw on their best hawaiian gear for a good old fashioned luau. Eric and Susan Williams opened up their home to us graciously to host this event. One cool addition to the party was that when you walked in, you got a name tag with your name translated to Hawaiian! Ironically, my name was Mikala...weird huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/Luau%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/200/Luau%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Steve cooked us up some carribean style shish kabobs while we pigged out on some fresh watermelon. Alexa and Mikaela came with us, and they fell in love with their free leis. Alexa wanted to wear it for a week! I must admit, I was not dressed in the festive attire. Hawaiian shirts just aren't my apparel of choice! Anyway I had a great time, and I can't wait for next year's party! &lt;a href="http://www.parazz.com/albums/lateniteathpc"&gt;Click here for more photos.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17818415-115100861287030154?l=mikehaman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/feeds/115100861287030154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17818415&amp;postID=115100861287030154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115100861287030154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17818415/posts/default/115100861287030154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikehaman.blogspot.com/2006/06/little-luau-action.html' title='A Little Luau Action'/><author><name>Mike Haman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08884574764976214544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3190/1727/1600/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
