<?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-4152826</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:54:31.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Thoughts with Dave Lewis</title><subtitle type='html'>Dave's thoughts and favorite things</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-108429239666513621</id><published>2004-05-11T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T09:19:56.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of the thoughts I had today was about my friend in High School.  He was the funniest person I've ever met. He enjoyed life, played the guitar in a local rock band and he was always making me laugh.  He was the kind of person that everyone wanted to be around.  One day we were in his room playing the guitar and I asked him, "Why are you so funny all the time?"  "You seem to enjoy life more than anyone."  The conversation got really serious.  He said, "When I was eight years old my Mom died of cancer.  Ever since then, I've thought that she would want me to be happy and enjoy life."  He said, "She always told me to be myself, enjoy life and help others to laugh and enjoy life." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget my friend.  I learned from the High school reunion that he had become a Christian.  It didn't surprise me that he found where the source of joy comes from.  When life gets me down, I remember my friend and his Mom.  I haven't experienced the loss that he has.  My mom taught me to be myself and enjoy life, that's one thing I've tried to obey (one out of a million isn't bad is it?  I want to enjoy life and make people laugh. Mom's are so cool.  Thanks Mom!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-108429239666513621?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/108429239666513621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/108429239666513621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108429239666513621' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-108187398361495135</id><published>2004-04-13T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T09:36:52.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am a lover of loving love. So, todays thought goes out to the one I love.  Charity, you are the love of my life..........Fire! I thank God for you. &lt;br /&gt;Love, your Soul Mate ... Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-108187398361495135?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/108187398361495135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/108187398361495135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108187398361495135' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-108118937642237532</id><published>2004-04-05T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T11:26:35.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone gave me a shirt for Christmas.  It says, "So, what is the speed of dark?"  The person who gave it to me explained, "the speed of dark is the same as the speed of light because the darkness runs from the light.  If we have Jesus in our hearts then there is a light in us that causes darkness to run.  I want to be like that city on a hill.  It doesn't matter how big we think our light is because a little light in a dark world makes a big difference.  Let's be a light to our community that needs the light of Jesus.  We have to be that light with no strings attached, no agenda, total love and acceptence, wanting to do things the way Jesus did, hanging out with sinners, helping others without expecting anything in return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-108118937642237532?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/108118937642237532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/108118937642237532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108118937642237532' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-107954253536050136</id><published>2004-03-17T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T08:58:48.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hidee Ho neighbors!  I will try not to waste your time on this blog.  So, here goes....  These are a few of my favorite things.....The Bible, coffee, guitars, people that don't care what anyone thinks about them (but God), jumping off cliffs into warm water, fast food (is it such a crime?), Charity, Danielle, Cody (not in that order), Captain Crunch, milk, non filtered smokes (the gum kind that you blow on and powder comes out).  Those are just a few, make sure to check back for more riviting info about Dave's favorite things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-107954253536050136?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/107954253536050136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/107954253536050136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107954253536050136' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-107862379618704840</id><published>2004-03-06T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T17:46:15.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like coffee cause it makes me feel weird.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-107862379618704840?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/107862379618704840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/107862379618704840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107862379618704840' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-107825427398924534</id><published>2004-03-02T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T11:07:28.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check out www.studentunderground.com &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-107825427398924534?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/107825427398924534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/107825427398924534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107825427398924534' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-107817198230558088</id><published>2004-03-01T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T12:15:54.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quote of the day:  “One person with a belief is equal to a force of ninety-nine who have only interest.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-John Stuart Mill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jason got this off of a bottle top.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-107817198230558088?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/107817198230558088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/107817198230558088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107817198230558088' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-107712350930558250</id><published>2004-02-18T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T09:02:18.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am convinced that the last things most Christians need is another Bible Study.  Most Christians aren't even doing what they already know.  "i&lt;em&gt;mpression&lt;/em&gt; without &lt;em&gt;expression&lt;/em&gt; leads to &lt;em&gt;depression&lt;/em&gt;"(&lt;strong&gt;Purpose Driven Life&lt;/strong&gt;).  I want to be a doer of the word.  Bible study is important but without action, it is just the path to pride.  the Bible says "knowledge puffs up but love builds up."  1 Cor.  I want to be a lover of loving love.&lt;br /&gt;Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-107712350930558250?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/107712350930558250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/107712350930558250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107712350930558250' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-107705451656250637</id><published>2004-02-17T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T13:54:59.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, two days in a row.  I want to post my thoughts for the day.  I am thankful for Brandon T. showing me how to update the student underground site... www.studentunderground.com.  I am thankful for Danny Archuletta for hooking me up with talking like a redneck which is really addicting and now I can't stop and everyone hates me except people that really talk like dat.  Jason shaves his legs, I'm not sure why but that is really nice of him to do that when most people don't even care.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering, soap is liquid before they harden it into a bar of soap.  Why did it take so long to have liquid soap?  Why didn't they just keep it liquid?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot ignore a city on a hill.  Everyone will see the lights at night.  Do people see our "good deeds" like Matt. 5 says?  &lt;br /&gt;Matt. 5:16 &lt;em&gt;Â&amp;#147;In the same way, let your light shine before men, &lt;strong&gt;that they may see your good deeds&lt;/strong&gt; and praise your Father in heaven.Â&amp;#148;&lt;/em&gt;  Are wshiningng the light of Jesus? With no strings attacheded?  I know I'm not the smartest person in the world but the only wisdom I have comes from God because I ask him for it everyday.  &lt;br /&gt;I don't think people see our good deeds.  They see Christians as people with an agenda, almost like a telemarketer.  I want to change that view. No agenda, no strings attatched, not to get people to come to my church, just to love, serve, and lay down my life for my friends, simple, pure...like Jesus.  That is my prayer for myself and my family.  I want to thank all those who have showed me Jesus and spurred me on toward love, integrity, faithfulness and good deeds....My brother Dan, Jason, my Dad, Floyd, Carl, Danny.....Thank you!  Heb. 10:25 Â&amp;#147;and let us consider how we may spur one another on toward &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good deeds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.Â&amp;#148;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-107705451656250637?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/107705451656250637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/107705451656250637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107705451656250637' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-107698510173415120</id><published>2004-02-16T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T18:34:16.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't posted since sept.  I suck at this.  God is doing some great things in my life.  I love snowboarding on snow, picking flowers from the neighbors yard, spitting in my backyard.  I love my wife charity more everyday.  I love Matt and Rick and Danny and my dog Shaq and Carl.  I was thinking about my hampster "Pooh" today, I wonder if he is still alive.  He ran away in 1998, I think he fell in with some evil companionship.  Maybe he found his way and is now in a hampster run away support group.  I don't know.  I love my daughter, what's her name?  oh yeah, Danielle.  and my son Cody.  Life is good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 12:16 has been on my mind.  It is easy to insult but hard to encourage.  God, help me to encourage people and strengthen them.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-107698510173415120?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/107698510173415120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/107698510173415120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107698510173415120' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-106299601456103525</id><published>2003-09-07T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T21:40:14.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a wild and crazy summer.  Its was great to see many students make decisions for Christ and bring their freinds to Jesus.  &lt;br /&gt;a lot of people have commented on the fact that earlier I wrote a huge story about Charity (my Damsel in distress) and only a few sentences about Danielle.  The reason is that Danielle is my daughter and someday her knight in shinning armor will write many, many, many, many, many paragraphs about her beauty and rescue worthiness.  I can only imagine in my darkest nightmares the most vicious and barbaric attacks this young man will have to overcome to win the heart of my daughter.  When he meets me that dragon in the earlier story will be like fighting a beanie baby compared to fighting me! His integrity and love for God and my daughter will be his only weapon against the likes of me I can tell you!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-106299601456103525?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/106299601456103525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/106299601456103525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106299601456103525' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-94997786</id><published>2003-05-28T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T10:44:14.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>favorite quote of the week:&lt;br /&gt;"Don't ask yourself what the world needs.  Ask yourself what makes you come alive, and go do that, because what the world needs is people who have come alive."   --Gil Bailie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-94997786?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/94997786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/94997786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94997786' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-94694326</id><published>2003-05-21T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T10:23:34.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello to all people who read this blog,&lt;br /&gt;I would like today, to write about the two greatest beauties in all of the world.&lt;br /&gt;The first is Charity Rae Lewis.  When I met her I could not take my eyes off of her beautiful smile and she seemed to shine like the fairest maiden I had ever see.  She locked me in her tracter beam and that was the end of Dave Lewis, Mr. Nice Guy.  I became this Warrior, this Knight with a mission.....That mission,  to pursue Charity Rae Lewis and fight anything that was holding her captive.  Little did I know that she actually had a very huge, fierce and bloodthirsty Dragon that was holding her captive.  So,  I decided I would fight to the death for her.  And fight I did!  There was blood, there was screaming, there was wimpering. But in the end of the fight I made a very very very important and vital decision that would ultimately bring the outcome that I had invisioned.  I took my sword and jumped off of the balcony and I pointed my sword toward the throat of the great beast, I almost passed out from the smell of his breath.  As i was flying through the air and vomiting from the stench of this aweful creature that was from the darkest bowels of hell where demons lurk and frolic, all of a sudden this calm came over me and something supernatural grabbed my sword and caused it to point right at my heart!   I was in shock!  The Dragon was laughing and I thought he was using mind lasers on me.  At the same time, I knew everything was okay.  I realized that to rescue my damsel is distress, that I must be willing to die for her.  So, I died.  And the blood that spilled from my body that day was as dark and red and swift and wide as the widest ocean I can tell you! But......I died, and yet......................I lived!  I was alive!!!  I floated above my dead body.  I could see it, but it was not dead!  I started moving.  I grabbed my sword and pulled it out of my heart and the look of the scariest and most fierce warrior came over me and I thrusted the sword into the dragon!!!!! and he fell, oh yeah, he fell hard.  He fell directly onto Charity's neighbors band new Lexus.  And Charity and I sat on her porch and laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed.  It was really funny that the dragon crushed the Lexus.  So, we both got into my Jeep, went and picked up the kids, and we all rode away into the sunset.  &lt;br /&gt;Galatians 2:20  "I have been crucified with Christ; and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me.  The life I now live in the flesh, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other Beauty in my life is a fair maiden by the name of Danielle Rae Lewis.  She is a beauty like no other that will be persued by many a brave Knight that will no doubt fight to the death for her.  The Knight who rescues her will be the luckiest and most blessed Knight of all.  Second to me of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace to all.   Sir Dave the Fierce and Mighty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-94694326?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/94694326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/94694326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94694326' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-94030997</id><published>2003-05-08T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T20:45:28.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, thanks for the prayers for Tim and Dan.  Everything went perfect. Both of them are doing great.&lt;br /&gt;God is Good.  Jesus donated all his blood for us!&lt;br /&gt;Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-94030997?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/94030997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/94030997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94030997' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-93780542</id><published>2003-05-04T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T21:05:31.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there, Hi there, Ho there neighbor!&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading off to Tucson to see my brothers and get info about our July Mission trip to Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;I love my brothers Tim, Tony and Dan.  Even though I had to share my food with them for 18 years.&lt;br /&gt;I would not trade them for all the food in the world.  I would definitley give my brother a kidney if I needed too.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know Christ, check Him out with an open mind and heart.  He was our ultimate life donor.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking Out Loud!&lt;br /&gt;Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-93780542?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/93780542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/93780542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93780542' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-93221635</id><published>2003-04-24T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T21:36:02.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pray for my brother Dan and my other brother Tim.  Dan is donating a kidney to Tim so that Tim can live a lot longer.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was the ultimate sacrifice for us!  So, that those who chose His grace and love can live a lot longer....for eternity&lt;br /&gt;and the quality of life with Jesus can only be experienced.  To all my spiritual friends, I love you no matter what and I'm&lt;br /&gt;glad to share my life with you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to Carl, Laura and Brandon for staying after the Rio Link and playing Catch phrase. I love the night life, I've got &lt;br /&gt;to boogie.&lt;br /&gt;Later, Dave Lewis - Student Pastor, Father, Husband, Friend, Brother, Brother in Law, and Professional Landscaper and Moral Consultant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-93221635?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/93221635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/93221635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93221635' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-93221624</id><published>2003-04-24T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T21:51:56.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I came that you might have life, a better life than you've ever dreamed of."  &lt;br /&gt;--Jesus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-93221624?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/93221624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/93221624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93221624' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-93124787</id><published>2003-04-23T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T21:48:47.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love rock and roll so put another dime in the juke box baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey deep thinkers!&lt;br /&gt;I love people.&lt;br /&gt;God loves me, and God loves other people.&lt;br /&gt;I love God, so I love what God loves.&lt;br /&gt;If I say I love God but don't love others I &lt;br /&gt;am only fooling myself and I really love myself&lt;br /&gt;more than God.&lt;br /&gt;"A mans wisdom gives him patience; it is to his glory to overlook an offense."  --Proverbs 19:11&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;b&gt;thekristo.com &lt;/b&gt;it is one of the links on the Underground page&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-93124787?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/93124787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/93124787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93124787' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-91200304</id><published>2003-03-22T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T16:11:21.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there people that like me,&lt;br /&gt;My favorite quote..."I don't have time for people that don't like me."  &lt;br /&gt;I can't remember who said that but i remember that I like him or her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent the week puking.&lt;br /&gt;I had the flu&lt;br /&gt;It was not fun, &lt;br /&gt;I puked up a shoe&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to die&lt;br /&gt;but I could not&lt;br /&gt;I wondered why&lt;br /&gt;and then I thought&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, I am not God.&lt;br /&gt;If I was I could make&lt;br /&gt;myself die and go to &lt;br /&gt;Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Now that it is over&lt;br /&gt;I feel so alive&lt;br /&gt;for the very first time&lt;br /&gt;and I think I could fly.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm learning to fly&lt;br /&gt;but I aint got wings&lt;br /&gt;I have big yellow bouncy ball&lt;br /&gt;and I'll have the doctor look &lt;br /&gt;at it."&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for reminding me that life is short and could always be worse.&lt;br /&gt;God, I love you.  I want people to see Jesus in me. Like a big neon sign&lt;br /&gt;above me head that flashes "JESUS"&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who thinks that is weird has never checked out the Bible or Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but it's true.&lt;br /&gt;Later, Dave Lewis --living proof that life is comical and sometimes cruel &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-91200304?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/91200304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/91200304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91200304' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-90142524</id><published>2003-03-04T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-04T16:15:38.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;it's been a month since my last blog.  I really suck at this.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.  check out studentunderground.blogger.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-90142524?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/90142524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/90142524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90142524' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-88539176</id><published>2003-02-04T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T09:19:35.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning, I woke up and wandered out onto the porch.  As I was wiping the crusty stuff from my eyes, I notices a flock of birds had landed in a grassy area about 20 yards from me.  I said to myself, "dude, the cat next door would love this."  (I actually said that out loud).   Sure enough, along came the cat from next door.  He was just wandering by.  As soon as he noticed the birds, he went into Stalking mode.  He was sneaking up on the flock of birds and his mouth was drooling  (it was like a scene right out of ...... Tweety and Sylvester).  Just when he was about ready to pounce on an unsuspecting bird, a bird up on the roof of our house let out a loud "chirp, chirp, chirp!"  All the birds flew away.  The cat had this look on his face as if he was saying "CRAP!"  I starting laughing at him as he walked back by the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about that scene and how everyone in life needs someone to be his or her lookout.  One of those birds would have become cat food if it where not for one bird who gave a warning cry.  We all need a "Lookout" person in our lives.  We need to hang around people that have our best interest in mind.  Most of the people in this world have their own best interest in mind.  We all spend most of the time thinking of ourselves.  &lt;br /&gt;The grain of society says "look out for number one!"  God calls us to go against the grain of society.  So, We need to find people that we can look out for, and they can look out for us.  If we are "Christ followers," then we have Christ's interest in mind not our own (Gal 3:28).  I want to thank God today for the people in my life who care about Jesus and me enough to encourage and strengthen my life and to let me do the same for them.  My life is better because of them.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to McDonald's.  For a diet Coke.&lt;br /&gt;Souled Out!   Dave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-88539176?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/88539176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/88539176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88539176' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-88220581</id><published>2003-01-29T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-29T11:17:41.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have gone a whole day without eating at McDonald's.  That is cool.  I am praying to never eat there again.  &lt;br /&gt;Because my fat is making me look fat.   and I would hate to have to sue them.&lt;br /&gt;Souled Out,&lt;br /&gt;Dave&lt;br /&gt;Matt. 7:24  "Everyone who hears these words of mine (Jesus) and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-88220581?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/88220581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/88220581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88220581' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-88181399</id><published>2003-01-28T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T15:16:05.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey it worked!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-88181399?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/88181399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/88181399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88181399' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4152826.post-88181381</id><published>2003-01-28T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T15:15:36.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey this is my first page.  Life is good.  I've decided to live my life on the edge.  So, I ate at McDonald's today.  I'm going to try to stay away from there for a while since I am already a little chubby.&lt;br /&gt;My verse of the Day is John 4:34 "Jesus said to them, 'My food is to do the will of Him who sent me, and to finish His work."&lt;br /&gt;The Question is "How do I know God's will for my life."  I guess a better question is "What is God's will?"&lt;br /&gt;More later,&lt;br /&gt;Souled Out!&lt;br /&gt;Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4152826-88181381?l=deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/88181381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4152826/posts/default/88181381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deepthoughtswithdavelewis.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88181381' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473352708697568466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
