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The Journey: December 2012
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Jesus said He would use the weak to lead the strong. There's a problem I have when I struggle with my sin, I don't want anyone else to help me carry my burdens. I don't want to be ". Who throws a pity party and wants all the attention on them. I'd rather no one know about it and seem like I'm doing fine. I've been trained to be strong and independent. They're all so happy and so nice and so so busy! I could never condemn them for it, for aren't we called to be a grateful and joyful people? When you're on...
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The Journey: Planes, Buses, and Sidewalks.
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Planes, Buses, and Sidewalks. I've been back in the states for about 2 hours now. For those of you who weren't aware I've spent the last 8 days out of the country, in Ecuador. I didn't journal. I haven't yet shared the story with anyone. I figured I would share the rawest of it before I had the chance to do otherwise. Know that each post will recap a few days at most. This was the first trial I was faced with on the trip. Still the other trial looked me straight in the eye right before takeoff. Confi...
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The Journey: May 2013
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I think I've been guilty of being the skeptic. These past two years I've watched my church almost triple in size. We went from having one service in a small church building, to having two in a room that can fit 400 people. Honestly, that's a great blessing! Sometimes, it's a blessing I'm not really sure how to deal with. More people means more sin, but it also means more joy, more salvation, but it could mean more division. More people to me used to mean more work. Will the leaders change because of this?
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The Journey: And There We Were...
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And There We Were. Mine was: He is a Father to the fatherless. Driving to Santa Ana, I fell asleep. When we arrived there were a few children and adults scattered around the center of the town and we began unloading and finding housing for us all. A little girl ran up to us, Niyali. She played with us and, just like all the other kids in the village, we were immediate friends. She was already really special in my heart. We were here to build a church. More to come,. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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The Journey: Slaves in Hiding.
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There's a door down the street with a small opening at the top. The person behind the door can slip it open and closed as they please. They control who comes in and out and they prefer neither occurs. Every now and then you'd see a curious soul knock on the metal door and the latch would sometimes open and sometimes stay shut. They would always ask, "How are you this lovely day? The voice whispered, "Why would you want to know anything other than how I am this day? The door barely opened and a small with...
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The Journey: Our Members.
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I think I've been guilty of being the skeptic. These past two years I've watched my church almost triple in size. We went from having one service in a small church building, to having two in a room that can fit 400 people. Honestly, that's a great blessing! Sometimes, it's a blessing I'm not really sure how to deal with. More people means more sin, but it also means more joy, more salvation, but it could mean more division. More people to me used to mean more work. Will the leaders change because of this?
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The Journey: April 2013
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And There We Were. Mine was: He is a Father to the fatherless. Driving to Santa Ana, I fell asleep. When we arrived there were a few children and adults scattered around the center of the town and we began unloading and finding housing for us all. A little girl ran up to us, Niyali. She played with us and, just like all the other kids in the village, we were immediate friends. She was already really special in my heart. We were here to build a church. More to come,. Planes, Buses, and Sidewalks. I've bee...
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The Journey: We've Moved!
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The Journey: November 2012
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Take What Is Handed to You. 29] Once when Jacob was cooking stew, Esau came in from the field, and he was exhausted. [30] And Esau said to Jacob, “Let me eat some of that red stew, for I am exhausted! 8221; (Therefore his name was called Edom.) [31] Jacob said, “Sell me your birthright now.” [32] Esau said, “I am about to die; of what use is a birthright to me? Jacob is the one whom we shame in this passage because he was crafty, but the bible doesn't shame him. Instead it says of Esau, "that no one ...
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