<?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-7173843</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:47:50.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Servant....Stunning!!</title><subtitle type='html'>My Journey:. My Story:. My Life:. My God:.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-3230419994064518430</id><published>2008-03-20T10:13:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T10:35:57.939+09:00</updated><title type='text'>what i'm learning.</title><content type='html'>i'm going to start blogging what I'm thinking and feeling, and what God is teaching me through my quiet times. i haven't had many quiet times of late, and i hope that you all can keep me accountable to have them. &lt;br /&gt;anyway today i was reading 1 Chron 21 and there were a few things that stood out to me, but first let me give an overview. this is the chapter in which David takes a census against the will of God, Israel reaps the judgment of his sin, and David turns back to God by buying a fields and offering sacrifices to God on it.&lt;br /&gt;the first thing that caught my attention is in verse one which says, &lt;blockquote&gt;"Satan rose up against Israel and caused David to take a census."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan loves to bring down things that are doing well and Giving glory to God. One classic example of this is The Fall of Adam and Eve. Satan "rose up" against them and led them into sin. what was their sin? well amongst a plethora of other sins, there was pride. this is the same sin he led David to. Satan knew that God's people were enjoying relationship with him, were enjoying protection from enemies and were enjoying prosperity, and this was bringing glory to God, to the point where their enemies didn't want to fight them because they knew that God was on their side. this is glorifying God-- when even your enemies don't want to get near you. any way, David grew in pride in HIS achievements. Satan roe up and whispered into his ear, "look what you've made, God was there for sure, but YOU made this kingdom what it is!" David sufficiently brown nosed, and having his pride activated, said TO HIMSELF "I'll take a census to see what I've done!" Satan's plan had worked. Now David had a choice in what he did, he didn't have to take the census. if he'd moved in humility, he'd have seen what God had done in the kingdom of Israel and realised his small part of availability but he was caught by Satan's sweet words and allowed himself to be led instead of being the leader that God had made him to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-3230419994064518430?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/3230419994064518430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=3230419994064518430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/3230419994064518430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/3230419994064518430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-im-learning.html' title='what i&apos;m learning.'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-3168425152039426624</id><published>2008-01-29T10:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T11:19:59.798+09:00</updated><title type='text'>God Even Uses Me!</title><content type='html'>It’s amazing how God uses people. He even uses those who seem insignificant and those who don't stand out from the Crowd. People like me. And you. &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard of a Guy named Salma? Probably not and neither had I until this morning. He’s mentioned in a long list of names in the start of 1 Chronicles. He was the Grandson of Caleb, who was the grandson of Judah, who was the Grandson of Abraham. I think (correct me if I'm wrong) that makes him the Great, Great, Great, Great Grandson of Abraham who was the Father of the Israelite nation.&lt;br /&gt;He was also the founder of Bethlehem, the first person in history to ever set foot in the town in which one day Jesus our Saviour would be born. I don't know why this stood out to me except to say that it does not matter how ordinary I see myself, and it does not matter if I think what I’m doing is insignificant and small and will not make any major effect on history, the truth is that it can! God chose to use Salma to build Bethlehem because he already knew that's where he wanted his Son to be born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has us where he wants us. He's using us in the every-day things that we say and do. I'm sure Salma didn’t think "this city is going to be such a ministry to people!" he was probably thinking this looks like a good place for me and my family to settle, I think I'll call it Bethlehem because there's a really Great bakery here!" &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Bethlehem means "house of Bread")&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't feel like God can use me. I feel like I’m just doing the stuff a Christian should do. But even in those moments, God is taking me and using me in his plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-3168425152039426624?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/3168425152039426624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=3168425152039426624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/3168425152039426624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/3168425152039426624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2008/01/god-even-uses-me.html' title='God Even Uses Me!'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-383847975326949912</id><published>2007-07-16T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T20:08:11.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I don't pick up, its because I'm ENGAGED</title><content type='html'>so here we go, if you've been following my blogspot at all then you'll know that i've been in a relationship with &lt;a href="http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/"&gt;Grayce Elizabeth Hollingsworth&lt;/a&gt;. well it just got a whole heap more serious!&lt;br /&gt;we have been working towards engagement since early in our relationship. and it has all now culminated in a picnic and a beautiful ring! we went to the beautiful gardens at Rajabaht University and ate and i asked, and she said yes! you can see the pictures below here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1338/817526679_70341b2d92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1338/817526679_70341b2d92.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1177/817521963_005570e16c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1177/817521963_005570e16c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1326/818385396_20bfd3005a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1326/818385396_20bfd3005a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                         Isn't she Beautiful!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1019/817513183_4556f495e8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1019/817513183_4556f495e8.jpg" alt="" 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/7173843-383847975326949912?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/383847975326949912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=383847975326949912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/383847975326949912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/383847975326949912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-i-dont-pick-up-its-because-im.html' title='If I don&apos;t pick up, its because I&apos;m ENGAGED'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1338/817526679_70341b2d92_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-2164625765232579980</id><published>2007-07-16T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T19:40:44.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last update!!!</title><content type='html'>so i guess i need to fill you in on all that's been happening since my&lt;br /&gt;last update....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ministry in Pattya was great, for those that got to minister! On&lt;br /&gt;Sunday our outreach leaders left for Malaysia to see about getting&lt;br /&gt;visas, so i was put in charge of leading the team for the last week of&lt;br /&gt;outreach.. the girls hard a great time teaching English at the Tamar&lt;br /&gt;Center and going to the bars and ministering to the Thai Girls, though i&lt;br /&gt;think they all found it heart breaking to be in that situation. As for&lt;br /&gt;us Lance and myself, we still did not get much to do. on monday, we went&lt;br /&gt;to the prison ministry and to our surprise, our contact actually showed&lt;br /&gt;up and with a bunch of friends that were visiting from overseas! so&lt;br /&gt;lance and myself got to hand out the food and toiletries to the inmates&lt;br /&gt;and pray for them at the same time. however because our contact had her&lt;br /&gt;overseas friends with her she was unable to visit the main prison and we&lt;br /&gt;were once again left high and dry. we went home and talked with paul,&lt;br /&gt;the DTS Chiang Rai leader, who had come to visit the team and see how we&lt;br /&gt;were going. it was good to have him around even if it was only for a&lt;br /&gt;day. on tuesday we had a twelve hour work day! we started at 9am packing&lt;br /&gt;Chinese bibles to be given out to the Chinese tourists in town to take&lt;br /&gt;back to china. we did that till 3pm. then from 6 till late, we were at&lt;br /&gt;the pier, giving the bibles out the the tourists as they disembarked the&lt;br /&gt;dinner boats. it was an amazing time, and we wer able to hand out three&lt;br /&gt;hundred bibles! wednesday the Girls went to the Tamar centre and the&lt;br /&gt;guyswent to prisons again and again our lady didnt show up so we had&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do! :-(&lt;br /&gt;we went to the crossing and hung out with the guys and girls there and i&lt;br /&gt;think it was a more valuable time this time. on thurs we had a vrey&lt;br /&gt;light day just doing slums ministry but it was fun and despite some team&lt;br /&gt;issues earlier in the dya, we were able to work well and i belive that&lt;br /&gt;God really worked in the Kids' hearts. friday we went with a relatively&lt;br /&gt;new ministry that works with the very large homosexual community in&lt;br /&gt;pataya we went to dongtan beach whhich is the gay beach and we&lt;br /&gt;worshipped ther and prayed and spoke with a few of the men that were&lt;br /&gt;there it was a really good time and i think the tram really thought so too!.&lt;br /&gt;and that was the end of outreach! we lfte pattaya on a 14 hour bus ride&lt;br /&gt;for Chiang Rai at 6 pm on friday night and got in at around8am saturday.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still recovering....&lt;br /&gt;that brings me to the end of my out reach news. it was a great time and&lt;br /&gt;God really taught me a lot about what faith really looks like and&lt;br /&gt;trusting in him for all the details. i also learned a great deal about&lt;br /&gt;leaning on God's strength and not on my own....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to the end of DTS... 1 week left!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-2164625765232579980?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/2164625765232579980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=2164625765232579980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/2164625765232579980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/2164625765232579980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2007/07/last-update.html' title='the last update!!!'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-4722059809520310156</id><published>2007-06-08T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T00:06:30.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The News....</title><content type='html'>Hello Everybody!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this month of lectures went by fast as always and God has not failed in teaching new things every day. we started off this lecture block with Steve and Marie Goode taking us through some of the history of YWAM, it's heart and how it came to be so World Focused. During this week was the YWAM international day of Prayer and Fasting. It was an amazing time but the devil tried to attack many of us by making us feel like we had been fasting for three days by giving us headaches and tiredness even before 11 am when we'd only missed breakfast! But we prayed all together that morning in class and pushed through those feelings. after lunch I went to the corner store and bought two iced tea drinks, which I apparently drank too fast because they came right back up about and hour later... my problem was that I was in the class room on the second floor and the bathrooms were on the bottom floor! So, not having time to get to the bathroom, I threw up over the second floor balcony hoping that there was nobody underneath!! It quickly became something to laugh about.... after I felt a little better!&lt;br /&gt;The next week we had Suzanne north from Melbourne and she talked about global missions which was really good too. She and her husband used to be missionaries to the Islamic community in Nepal until they got banned from the country for "Forcing people to change religions." Suzanne talked about some of the history of Global missions and showed some videos of people currently and in the past who have been a part of Global missions.&lt;br /&gt;Week three was Dan Baumann. Dan was a missionary to the Islamic nations surrounding Iran. he had spent years in Afghanistan and Turkmenistan and had been on a week-long trip across the border into Iran and upon exiting they would not return his pass port and placed him in jail. He spent 9 weeks there and endured beating and interrogation and the only thing that got him out in the end was his Swiss passport. While he was there he was able to minister to his main "interrogator" and the day before Dan was released, he gave his life to Christ. Apart from telling his amazing story, Dan also spoke to us about intimacy with Jesus and having a relationship with him that just trusts. You take him at his word and when he says go, you go and see what happens. He also talked about finding God's will for our lives and stated that if our hearts are for Jesus and listening for his voice, then it's virtually impossible to miss his will for our lives. another freeing thing that he said in talking about God's will is that IF we do happen to miss God's will for our lives, then he doesn’t say oh well that's another life down the drain, but he will either gently guide us back to his original plan, or he'll make a brand new BEST plan for our lives. It was really freeing and allowed me to make those decisions about Staffing and future.&lt;br /&gt;And last week (week ending the 1/6/07) we enjoyed John hall a church planter/pastor who's been here in Thailand for almost 20 years working in the eastern provinces he talked about modern church planting strategies, the status of the local church in Thailand, and what a local church "should" look like. By this I mean that he challenged the thinking on what we define as church and what aspects are just cultural aspects and what parts are necessary (such as a leader(s)).&lt;br /&gt;the schools and universities were on break for the first two weeks of this lecture block so we had to change our usual Friday night evangelism (one location was at a smoothie shop by a university, and the other was a boarding school) to Friday afternoon evangelism in just our Mubaan (Village/Suburb). This was great and all of the Students loved it. We were able to serve our village and talk to them, build relationship and let them know more about what the big base on the top of the hill was all about. We however could only do this for two weeks as the schools and universities opened backup and we went back to our normal evangelism locations. My team's location was the Night Bazaar and we were able to talk to people there and share the good news about Christ and what he's done for them. On the second week we took a guitar and bongo drums and we played and sang Christian songs on the corner, and talked to people as they came by. For many this became their favourite experience on DTS and they went back the next night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for my five week outreach to Kanchanaburi and Pattaya this coming Monday which I’m excited and a little nervous about, but I really do think it's going to be fun. I am part of an awesome team that have great attitudes and are all good friends outside of outreaches, so I know that we'll be fine. We will be in Kanchanaburi for three weeks and there we'll be building a house, doing some painting, planting an acre of mandioca (I don't know what that is) and teaching English in a school. We then go by bus to Pattaya for the final two weeks where the Girls will be working in the Tamar centre, a project reaching out to rescue women from prostitution and give them hope for a better life. They’ll also be going with the Tamar Centre teams into Bars to evangelise the Prostitutes there and tell them about the English classes that the girls on our team are also running. As for us males, we'll be doing prison ministry and ministry at a centre for young men called the Crossing. It is sort of a drop in centre with a skate park (good thing we're all good skaters!! NOT! :D) but we'll be working there and then doing street evangelism as well.&lt;br /&gt;Something that I have been working on over the course of being here in Chiang Rai is my relationship with Grayce Hollingsworth. She did her DTS last year at the Chiang Rai base and now works at Baan Nam Jai (home of the open heart), an orphanage for children with HIV. I met her when I came to visit Shane last June and though we never really spoke while I was here, we became close friends through the totally amazing God given internet chat programme Skype. We talked and talked and by September we realised that there was something more than just friendship coming along here but chose for several reasons not to pursue that. When I got here in January we sought God and the wisdom of our leaders together and we decided that we would start /Courting/ with a view towards engagement. So that is the short story up to where we are. We are courting. You can see here her Photo's &lt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/howmuchisahollings-wroth&gt; or her blog &lt;http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com&gt; here. I think that's it, other than to say that she's an amazing Woman and I’m extraordinarily blessed to have her in my life! Jing Jing! (That means "seriously" in Thai).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the biggest news. I have decided to stay on here in Chiang Rai and join staff for the next three DTS's. I really feel that this is in line with my calling and gifts and I’m excited about the opportunity. Since my mid teens I have felt God's call on my life towards missions and this is just another step to being commissioned to that call. I have been corresponding with mum and Dad, John Lee, and my leaders here about this and they all are excited and so am I. So that's it. I will be home either in September or November to say hi and work my little proverbial off to save some money, then I’m back here in January for Tom Beckingham’s wedding and life in Thailand! As far as I can see I’ll be here for three years, and then I don’t know where in the world I’ll be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always I would ask for your prayers. I’ve seen first hand how powerful our prayers are and how God wants to work to bring them to pass, so here are some things you can pray for.&lt;br /&gt;*Safety and effectiveness on outreach.* (Someone in our commissioning service today read a scripture that Nations would quake at the work of the LORD, and I read last night that Kanchanaburi has two fault lines running through it. -- oh while I’m at it, I’ll just let you know that about four or five weeks ago now, there was a powerful earthquake (6.1) about 100 km north of Chiang Rai. There were no reports of injury and only minor damage. We felt it here in Chiang Rai at probably a magnitude of between 4 and 5 for about 10-15 seconds! Everyone was ok and there was no damage.)&lt;br /&gt;There are five outreach teams going to all different parts of Thailand with one team going to Laos (which is still a communist country) pray that everyone will be safe in their respective locations and that God will use them mightily for his Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;*The availability of housing for after DTS. *As of the end of DTS, I have to find a home to live in for the time that I’m here. One or two possibilities have arisen but I will need money to pay for rent and living for that time. Pray that God will work all of this out and his faithfulness will be shown once again.&lt;br /&gt;*That I will be able to get a Thai Motorbike licence*. Getting around here is cheapest and easiest on a motorbike (though safer and more comfortable in a carJ). I will be able to get a licence after DTS but will need all the necessary paperwork to come through as quickly as possible. (Also pray that I will be able to get a bike (or a Car at some point.)&lt;br /&gt;*That God will CONTINUE to provide. *God’s provision up until this point had been wonderful and I have no reason to doubt that he will continue to provide but it still helps to ask Him, he knows our needs, but still wants us to tell him so I ask that you join with me in telling him my needs. And join with me in watching him provide them!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Once again I thank you for your prayers and support. I look forward to telling you all that has happened on outreach and all that God has done in me and through me as I walk out this adventure with him. I also look forward very much to seeing you all in September or November (the meeting will be all the more sweet if it’s in November).*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Love and Blessings to all…..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ryan Munyard.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-4722059809520310156?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/4722059809520310156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=4722059809520310156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/4722059809520310156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/4722059809520310156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2007/06/news.html' title='The News....'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-5053138777627388070</id><published>2007-05-24T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T16:53:54.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Desire</title><content type='html'>My Desire is to be a man of integrity who fights the Fight with honour and valour; a man who can stand before God in full knowledge of my Humanity and my past Failings and my NEED for Him; that temptation no longer has any power over me because I'm not living under my own strength but leaning on God. i put down the sword of determination, Pride and strength and Pick up the SWORD that is Sharper than any other, the Word of GOD. I confess that I cannot fight these battles of temptation on my own. I proclaim that I am a warrior in God's army, in fact I’m His son, a Prince in His Kingdom, and as such I’ve been given power and authority over the enemy. I stand and say "Yes, I am weak, but my God, my Father My king is NOT.  He will strengthen me as I lean on him. I am his valiant warrior. I am Ryan James Munyard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-5053138777627388070?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/5053138777627388070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=5053138777627388070&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/5053138777627388070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/5053138777627388070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-desire.html' title='My Desire'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-6316536952176753632</id><published>2007-05-01T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T15:59:20.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you hear the LATEST?</title><content type='html'>i thought it was about time that i let you know some of the things going on here and things that you and the church can pray for.&lt;br /&gt;i think the last update you got was just after the outreach and was mostly about what we did there. we have since had four weeks of lectures and another outreach so here is the catchup... the second phase of lectures was harder than the first. for most people the schedule got to them, and as we began to become familiar with life here, it became harder and harder to concentrate in lectures. but we didn't stop learning. and god didn't stop teaching.&lt;br /&gt;a few of us were taught big lessons in submission and heart attitude through some of the schedule changes but as i  came through that we found a greater sense of God's working in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;the final week of teaching before outreach #2 was on evangelism from a Thai perspective, and it was super hard to concentrate, but super good to hear. Narong who now works with YWAM Perth talked about the Thai mentality to evangelism and the differences in thinking between Thai (eastern) thinking and western thinking. where westerners tend to be linear and logical in thinking, eastern thinking is more story-based, so telling them the gospel and why they need to receive Christ just doesn't work. but to tell them a story and relate to them, will have better results. all this was very important for us to hear as we went on outreach with a focus more on evangelism than service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so taht brings me to this outreach. i will shortly have photos of it on Flickr  . but for now just let me tell you about what happened. we had no plan for this outreach other that we were going to Nan and doing what God told us to.  so we prayed and prayed leading up to it and we sought god for waht we wold do. as we prayed, he gave us pictres of places that we would go. to Yvonne he gave a picture of a river and she felt that we would be staying within sight of it (we did.) to two or tree others he gave a picture of two mountains but and we thought that they would be physical mountains , but we discovered on the 4th or5th day that PS 25 talks about those that trust in the Lord being like mountains. and though in the village we went to there were NO Christians, there were 2 missionaries that had been there for four years working hard in teh community. i think the most the obvious picture that happened was when Lance an american who can't speak Thai got the word "luang" and as we looked on a map, there is was, "Luang village." taht's where we went and ministered for 6 of our 11 day outreach. i mentioned before that we had no plans for what to do and no plans for accomodation so it was a real blessing arriving in Luang and meeting the Chief at the market where we stopped and having her point us to the only accommodtion in town, an abandoned wood house with a tin roof, 1 bathroom (there were 13 people on our team) and bucket shower. but it was next to the best restaurant and "supermarket" in town. the chief set us up to teach at an english cam taht she would organise for us and also invited us to a party at her house to bless her parents.&lt;br /&gt;the english camp was great we ran it from 9-11 in the mornings over 5 days and had up to 45 kids in attendance. we had heaps of fun and everythign that we did we focussed on God. we taught them bible stories and told testimonies, we taught them "if i were a butterfly" and "My God is so BIG." and had a heap of fun.&lt;br /&gt;on the Tuesday (day four of 5) we asked them if they wanted to accept Jesus as their friend and saviour and we had 37 kids accept, but we think only 5-8 knew what they were actually doing. it was still awesome to see God moving like that!&lt;br /&gt;we also had the privilege of seeing God heal 2 elderly ladies that were lame and also heal their hearts that were dead, and a man in hospital who was in his final stages of aids come to life in his heart too!!&lt;br /&gt;the outreach was an amazing time of seeing what god will do when we seek him and put ourselves in a position where we have to trust him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for prayer points, please continue to pray for finance for living here, and that God will keep on teaching me the things that he wants to... I've been finding the greatest lessons I've been learning have been outside the lecture room and then just reinforced inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you all for your prayers and support. i hpe to be able to put pictures up soon, but my compuer is a little nackered at teh momen so it might be linger than i'd hoped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-6316536952176753632?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/6316536952176753632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=6316536952176753632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/6316536952176753632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/6316536952176753632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2007/05/did-you-hear-latest.html' title='Did you hear the LATEST?'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-3535930989408867313</id><published>2007-03-12T16:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T17:57:46.439+09:00</updated><title type='text'>bored.</title><content type='html'>i'm sitting here in the salah (thai for Gazebo) waiting for the staff to finish their meeting in the office. i'm supposed to be doing my work duties in there and i can't because im' not allowed. i hope they dont make me do it during my free time. that would suck. i have a skype meeting at 4.00 with kimberley, my sister. so i really hope they just let us pass on work duties today...&lt;br /&gt; here's a funny story that you might not know yet.&lt;br /&gt;all the dts crew have just been on outreach for two weeks. they broke us up into five teams and sent us to five different lications in the chiang rai province. this morning all the teams told everyone what they had done on their out reach and told some funny stories. there was a theme coming through of the teams doing manual labour jobs. one team built a bamboo church, another built some fences and another spread a heap of dirt out on an area and then had to pile it up again! it struck me half way through the sharing time, that all the other teams built something up they added to teh community they were serving, and our team DESTROYED something!! check it out!!&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AynEeQgzsfA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AynEeQgzsfA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what i mean? now, you have to understand the events leading up to this because it really is an amazing story. &lt;br /&gt;we arrived at the bamboo palace on sunday arvo and immediately made jokes about it's life span and how safe it was. but we didnt reall think it would come down! every day on outreach up till then we had eaten lunch at the noodle shop around the corner, but that day, we got lunch at the market and ate in the palace; on the day it fell, our outreach leader Peaw (say Bow) had felt lead to spend the entire morning praying for us only stopping at lunch time; The palace could have fallen at anytime during the day or night when we were asleep or not there, but we were able to get everything and eveyone out in time; Danielle could have taken pictures of the palace earlier in the week, but her remebering to take pics at that moment and noticing the state of the building was what saved us! &lt;br /&gt;we really believe that God lead that day down to the very last detail. i think it's pretty obvious really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-3535930989408867313?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/3535930989408867313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=3535930989408867313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/3535930989408867313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/3535930989408867313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2007/03/bored.html' title='bored.'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-6888484649170862586</id><published>2007-03-01T21:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:27:46.586+09:00</updated><title type='text'>outreaching....</title><content type='html'>hey all i know it's been ages since i posted and i know that although i said i wouldnt be like shane and blog only once a blue moon that's how i've turned out to be. so all that said, i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently sitting in an internet cafe in the centre of chiang rai. i'm in an internet cafe because i'm on outreach and i wasn't allowed to bring my computer becuae they think that it would be too unfair on the people who are out in actual villages. that's ok i'm cool with that it gives me time to spend with my team mates.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, out reach for us is at &lt;a href="http://www.ywamthai.org/chiangrai/openheart.htm"&gt;baan nam jai&lt;/a&gt;. there is a video &lt;a href="http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/10/watch-home-of-open-heart-ywam-thailand.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;  our outreach is mainly focussed on manual work around the property. we have a serious truckload of dirt that we have to move. i think it's between 2 &amp; 3 tonne!!! &lt;br /&gt;the temperature is warming up here too!! the days have  been around 30 degrees, but it's not as humid as it will be later in the year, so it's not so bad. but moving that much dirt is HARD work!!! i think the hardest bit is working with the hopless wheelbarrows that we have, they'd be great if the werent falling apart, and 63 years old!! after one trip up the hill, with one of these wheel barrows, your legs feel like jelly and your puffing and there is sweat dripping off your brow, it's hard yakka!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's great having outreach at baan num jai thought because we get tot play with the kids if they're out! they're so much fun and they are so amazingly cute!!&lt;br /&gt;you can see their profiles and stories at the baan num jai website above.&lt;br /&gt; I'm sorry this isn't very long, sitting in web cafe's isn't good for the writing side of my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last thing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you all!! i'm sorry if you've written me emails and i havent replied, i've jjust been so busy with other stuff!! i have thre half written emails i think and many more that i'm yet to start. the half written ones are to laura and jeff, and also to liz, i dont konw who the third is too, it's been that long!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a grewat time here in CR but i'm fully nackered , looking forward to the weekend,and a good long sleep in!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok we i have to go, my time's running out, but i love you mum and dad and S and K and B and A and Gi miss you and cant wait to see y'all again.! and i cant wait for my package too!! also can someone let Charis know that i havent forgotten her textas, they arent quite in the mail, but i've at least bought them now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye and i love you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-6888484649170862586?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/6888484649170862586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=6888484649170862586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/6888484649170862586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/6888484649170862586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2007/03/outreaching.html' title='outreaching....'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-8597854903689565526</id><published>2007-02-07T15:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:35:08.493+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bond</title><content type='html'>ok so i said i'd keep y'all updated on what's happening here in thailand, and i know tha i've been a little slack on that, but the reason i've been slack on that is because i really havent had time to not be slack! our schedule is so full!!&lt;br /&gt;a quick rundown of a typical day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;6am get up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6.15 aerobics &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6.45 breakfast/showers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7.45 quiet times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;8.15 worsip/meditation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;8.45 lectures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12.30 lunch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2.00 workduties&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4.00 freetime&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6.00 dinner/tea/supper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7.00 night meeting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;8.30 finish.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;so as you can see the tiny bit of time that we have for freetime is usually spent trying not to do anything, but we also have journals to do, and 15 chapters of scirpture each week to read, and a book to read and.... i could go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there is my excuse for not blogging. with that out of the way, let me blog...&lt;br /&gt;what am i learning?&lt;br /&gt;god speaks. in more ways than i had ever thought of, and more often than i thought! i dont think there has been a day when god hasnt spoken to me in some manner. it's funny because i KNOW that god speaks to us all the time and whether we hear or not, depends on if we're listening (looking). so you would think that god speaking to me daily wouldnt take me by surprise! it has. i knew god would speak on DTS. but this much?! i guess by coming here i put myself into a position to hear him and so he's taking advantage of that.&lt;br /&gt;last week was prayer and intercession week with art and ellen sanborn and it was really great to see god move and speak to people who had never recognised his voice before! many of us when we were asked to share what god showed us, started our statement with, "i dont know if this was god, or what it means but...." or "this might sound a little stupid but..." so we have all heard gods voice here and most of us love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday the boys moved to the base from our temporary accomodation down the road a little. so we all packed up our freshly UNpacked things and moved them by motorcycle a whole 800 meters to the base but thankfully it only took a few hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who havent heard, i have a girlfriend!! her name is Grayce Hollingsworth and she is from Florida! you can read about her at her blogspot &lt;a href="http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. NOW, for those of you who are thinking to yoursleves "gee he's a fast mover," let me set you straight. i have known Grayce since june 2006 when i visited thailand for Shane's (and Grayce's) DTS Graduation. wihle i was here we hardly noticed each other... but since then our friendship grew and grew as we chatted and talked. so as we weere talking the other day about our relationship, we came to the conclusion that now was the right time to make it official! so we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stunners/378874713/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/150/378874713_2e63cc9f0b.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stunners/378874713/"&gt;Grayce and I&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/stunners/"&gt;Stunyard&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday we had our first date, and we went to the golden triangle, where Burma and Laos and Thailand and drug trafficers meet at a junction in the Mekong River. it was a great time! the view however was not so great because of a thick layer of smoke that is covering the region at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that is my news to date, i am loving it here and loving getting to know god more and more each day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-8597854903689565526?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/8597854903689565526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=8597854903689565526&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/8597854903689565526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/8597854903689565526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-bond.html' title='My Bond'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/150/378874713_2e63cc9f0b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-3553953953532400311</id><published>2006-12-31T18:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T19:26:22.862+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Is Yet To Come...</title><content type='html'>Well another year has come and gone and I’m still here.... which I guess is a good thing. I am so privileged to be able to just put out my thoughts and let GOD use them to bless or challenge or encourage you guys as you read. It is an amazing blessing to me.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about thoughts and blessing I think ill make my last post for the year a slight challenge for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!rorrim a ni ti daer ot evah uoy os sdrawkcab ti etirw ll'i :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No seriously, just thinking about blessing and being blessed reminds me of a thought that I was challenged with 2 or 3 years ago, and it has to do with being blessed to be a blessing. It’s a strange thought. To think that I will be blessed just by blessing you, is not something that comes easy to us but when you think about it, it makes a LOT of sense! You know that feeling that you get when you go out of your way to help someone?? You walk away felling uplifted and encouraged and BLESSED!! You don’t do it so that you'll be blessed, you don't do it because you think you'll get something out of it, but you do!! This is being blessed to be a blessing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, think about what would happen if the person you tried to help, to bless, didn’t accept your blessing! How would you feel? Would you get that feeling of upliftedness? Would you get the feeling that you had actually been useful and been used by GOD?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;You would most likely feel a little disappointed and confused. Why wouldn't they want me to bless them with this? What’s wrong with what I have to give? I was only trying to help!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see what the phrase blessed to be a blessing means? It means that sometimes, if you are the subject of the initial blessing, accepting that blessing is more important than you think! It could be that GOD will use the return blessing to speak to the person doing the initial blessing than he will to you!&lt;br /&gt;Take this for an example.... say I wanted to bless my best mate, Shane. Now I’m not feeling the best about myself, but I’m thinking of him and how it will be such an encouragement to him for me to bless him in some way... so I do. I go out of my way to make him feel good, loved, encouraged at some cost to myself. And he accepts that blessing and thanks me for it. I walk away feeling good because I’ve just done 'a GOOD deed.' and then GOD begins to bless me. Where I once was feeling a little down and discouraged, GOD speaks. Where I was being attacked, GOD defends. Where I was sinking I am uplifted, simply because I was ready to be used by him to bless someone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This relates so well to what GOD did for is through Christ’s death on the cross.... THE ULTIMATE BLESSING!!GOD saw that we were sinking, that we were a little down (actually so far down that we couldn’t get back up by ourselves) and he thought, "These are my children, my FRIENDS, I want to bless them! I want to help them out of the pit, out of their trouble. I want them to feel the same way about themselves as I feel towards them! So at Great personal cost to himself, he sent the son to help us he put the son IN the pit so he could give us a boost up and out! (Now if you think about this, if Jesus is lifting everyone out of the pit, then who is going to lift him?! herein lies the cost.) Jesus chose the pit so that we could get out of it!&lt;br /&gt;GOD is blessed when we accept his blessing on us! IMAGINE NOT accepting this blessing!!! imagine that you said to yourself, "no thanks Jesus, I’ll just keep jumping and hope that one day I’ll be able to jump high enough." you've forgotten that with every jump you get more and more tired, and your feet start to make impressions in the dirt, both of which make your goal harder to achieve! If you take Jesus' hand, then he will lift you out of that pit. Just like that. Just say to him, "hey, I, uh, I, I need you. I can’t do it. I’m trying, you can see that, I’m trying REALLY hard; I’m jumping as high as I can but... I just can’t. Will you help me? I need to apologise for not accepting your offer sooner, but something told me I could do it! Thanks for being here to help me out, I know that it means that you'll die here, but thanks. It means so much to Me." that's all you need to do! Have you done it? Why not? What are you waiting for? Are you looking for another way? There isn’t one. Are you thinking to yourself "he's wrong I’m just going to keep jumping and I’ll get out, I’ll work harder?" IT WON’T WORK! Just accept the blessing that GOD has offered you and let your life, the very fact that you ARE alive, bless him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have taken up God’s offer of life, who will you bless? This coming year? Who will you allow to bless you by blessing them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the challenge and see what happens (or maybe you wont see) when you accept the blessing that a friend (GOD included) bestows upon you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m glad that GOD ahs used me through this blogspot this year. There have been times when I have felt like what I have to offer is of no use and not important, but GOD is faithful to his promises. And I have been available to be used by him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best is yet to come!! A scary thought!&lt;br /&gt;I pray GOD bless your new year!&lt;br /&gt;Servant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The bit you could'nt read near the top needs a mirror. Have fun! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-3553953953532400311?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/3553953953532400311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=3553953953532400311&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/3553953953532400311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/3553953953532400311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/12/best-is-yet-to-come.html' title='The Best Is Yet To Come...'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-6213169972432685471</id><published>2006-11-23T12:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T13:07:11.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence: More Than Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="552"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4" class="textBody" valign="top" width="444"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Scott Lyons&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/22/2006&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt; I am sitting across from my spiritual mentor. Today we are meeting to talk about silence, to discuss the importance given to the discipline within the church throughout its history. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"There is irony here," I say, "Mystics and monks who go on and on about silence. It reminds me of Polonius, whom Shakespeare could only quiet by having Hamlet run him through with his rapier, speaking the words, 'Brevity is the soul of wit.' "&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; "There is no irony," [my mentor] quietly assures me, smiling. And so we begin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; "Her sister, Mary, sat at the Lord's feet, listening to what he taught. . . . &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;There is only one thing worth being concerned about. Mary has discovered it, and it will not be taken away from her&lt;/span&gt;'" (&lt;a href="http://www.newlivingtranslation.com/05discoverthenlt/ssresults.asp?txtSearchString=Luke+10%3A39&amp;search.x=24&amp;amp;search.y=3" class="mainLink" target="_blank"&gt;Luke 10:39, 42&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt; I don't remember ever hearing a sermon about practicing quietness, about seeking out silence and shunning conversation. Our culture doesn't value it. And though I want to criticize my world for all its noise, its busyness, and its foolishness--I am Martha. And silence, my sister, is a stranger to me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; There is value in saying nothing, in stepping away from disagreements, in excusing ourselves from conversations. And to do so not because we wish to avoid conflict or because we pessimistically believe it will change nothing, but because we recognize in ourselves the wickedness of needing to be right, of wanting to be thought right, to be heard. So we become silent because we know that we lose something when we speak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I am a lover of words. If I stop speaking, I will be naked on this stage-bearing witness against myself before God. So I keep speaking, wildly hoping that what I want to be heard will be heard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; How do we walk away from words? I know it's not easy. But to be silent is to be known. And in the quietness there is forgiveness (because there is confession), peace, and strength. I am not asking anyone to become a Trappist monk. What I am asking is for us to try silence-just for a short period of time. Turn off your radio and head to the park near where you work. Sit quietly and eat your lunch. Turn off the TV one evening each week. Pray. Read. Pray some more. Learn to be familiar with the silence. Then, in time, if you are snapped at as you walk through the door, or if a barrage of little ones immediately crowd about you and pull at you, you will discover greater rest in your heart. The discipline of silence does not give us a place of mental detachment, but a soft blanket that we gently, caringly spread under our families.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; I am tired of hiding behind the noise and the words, expecting to find rest where I have never found it before, tired of trying to avoid hearing a quiet voice say, "Where are you?"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Noise is just another fig leaf.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; So I shut my mouth and let my pretense drop, shattering around me. I need to be here, at this moment, in silence. I need to be able to hear again. I am desperate for rest; I am desperate to be known.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I confess to almighty God, and to you, my brothers and sisters, that I have sinned through my own fault." So come and sit with me. Sit with our sister, Mary. And let us listen to this Jesus.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td width="92"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td colspan="6" height="10" width="552"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-6213169972432685471?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.newlivingtranslation.com/03spiritualjourney/column1.asp?aID=129' title='Silence: More Than Words'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/6213169972432685471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=6213169972432685471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/6213169972432685471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/6213169972432685471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/11/silence-more-than-words_23.html' title='Silence: More Than Words'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-516094618712008727</id><published>2006-11-12T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T13:55:43.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just finished reading an article in &lt;a href="http://relevantmag.com/"&gt;relevant magazine&lt;/a&gt; that really spoke to me and I know will speak to you too! It was about looking to the blessings in the now instead of ignoring them and looking for the blessings in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now is an amazing time of blessing in my life. God has been speaking to me and directing me and leading me, but the blessing has come through following his directions. Imagine looking at a map book for directions, and not going where it says!! It makes no sense!  Following his lead, though, hasn’t been easy.  He has asked of me things that I have not wanted to do and I have asked things of him that he has declined to give. So there are times when I get discouraged. I get down, because I think to myself that I will never see the end of this, that I will always be in the dark waiting for the light, or more fittingly, that the light at the end of the tunnel seems to be moving at the same rate I am!&lt;br /&gt;The article in relevant talked about a guy and his sons who every week played XBOX together from 2 till 4 on Saturdays and Sundays. They really enjoyed the time together, but he found that his sons were SO HANGING OUT for Saturday that the rest of the week was just an obstacle to get past so they could get to the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel sometimes. There are things, amazing, and wonderful blessings, in my life that God has told me to wait for. So do I look at the time I have now, the waiting period, and use it to it's full? No I pine for the blessing. I WANT IT NOW; I don’t want to have to wait. The waiting period is hard! It's an obstacle that's hindering me from the blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANT TO PINE FOR THE BLESSING!! I want to be able to enjoy what I have now! I want to be able to look at what I DO have and not think to myself "One day this will be better" but I want to think to myself "how blessed I am be have what God has given! Surely it can’t get any better than this for this point in my life!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to look at what God has given me now, and grow it. I choose not to look at what I want and complain that I don’t have it but rather to look at what I have and thank God for it! Develop it and to nurture it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because God has given it and I am blessed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-516094618712008727?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/516094618712008727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=516094618712008727&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/516094618712008727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/516094618712008727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/11/blessed.html' title='Blessed'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-2139444845696077536</id><published>2006-10-28T17:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T17:16:21.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Term 4 Calendar</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stunners/281165321/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/111/281165321_29d28b22be.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stunners/281165321/"&gt;term 4 calendar&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/stunners/"&gt;Stunyard&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-2139444845696077536?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/2139444845696077536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=2139444845696077536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/2139444845696077536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/2139444845696077536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/10/term-4-calendar.html' title='Term 4 Calendar'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-4774877980581444246</id><published>2006-10-21T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T20:59:58.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Prayer</title><content type='html'>Dear Father,&lt;br /&gt;I honour you as Sovereign Lord. I acknowledge that you are always present with me. You are the only all powerful, and all wise God. You are kind and loving in ALL your ways. I LOVE you and I thank you that I am united with Christ and spiritually alive in him. I choose not to love the world, and I crucify my flesh and all its passions. I thank you for the life I now have in Christ, and I ask you to fill me with your holy spirit  that I may live my life free from sin. I declare my dependance on you, and I take my STAND against Satan and all his lying ways knowing you standing beside me. I CHOOSE to believe the truth, and I REFUSE to be discouraged. You are the God of all hope, and I am confident that you will meet my needs as I seek to live according to your word. I express with confidence that I can live a responsible life through Christ who strengthens me. I now take my stand against Satan command him and all his evil spirits to depart from me. I put on the WHOLE armour of God. I submit my body as a living sacrifice and renew my mind by the living Word of God in order that I may prove that the will of God is good and acceptable and PERFECT. I ask these things in the precious name of my Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ. SO BE IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-4774877980581444246?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/4774877980581444246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=4774877980581444246&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/4774877980581444246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/4774877980581444246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/10/dear-father-i-honour-you-as-sovereign.html' title='My Prayer'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-3641407374715324292</id><published>2006-10-18T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T16:51:28.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home of the Open Heart - YWAM Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-8695630011309647075&amp;pr=goog-sl&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer?app=vss&amp;contentid=a3e9c1ce70ef1ffb&amp;amp;second=5&amp;itag=w320&amp;amp;lang=en&amp;sigh=MzzfdnoGaVXuIfoWQUWBNrJsPI0" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;2 min 59 sec - Aug 17, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thailand's Department of Public Health reports that per capita, Thailand has the most HIV/AIDs cases in the world. This translates into more than 14,000 AIDs orphans per year. Many of these will be HIV positive. Chiang Rai, one of the provinces worst hit by the Aids crisis, had no home for HIV positive babies. Project L.I.F.E. stepped in to meet that need with Baan Num Jai (Home of the Open Heart).  Opened in December 2000, its heart purpose is to give HIV positive babies a loving home until their HIV status is determined. They also provide small group homes for babies who cannot be cared for by relatives.  Home of the Open Heart is also committed to caring for HIV+ babies until they die. If a baby converts to HIV negative and is able to be adopted, Home of the Open Heart will release the child to have a family of their own!  Our mission is to assist families affected by HIV/AIDs, through education, orphan care within the home and within the community, community visits leading to income-generation projects, and mother/child respite care.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you want to know more about Baan Num Jai, please visit their &lt;a href="http://www.ywamthai.org/chiangrai/openheart.htm"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-3641407374715324292?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/3641407374715324292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=3641407374715324292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/3641407374715324292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/3641407374715324292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/10/watch-home-of-open-heart-ywam-thailand.html' title='Home of the Open Heart - YWAM Thailand'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-7476789364844756559</id><published>2006-10-17T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T17:09:58.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 145</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A psalm of praise of David&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; I will exalt you, my God and King,&lt;br /&gt;  and praise your name forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; I will praise you every day;&lt;br /&gt;  yes, I will praise you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; Great is the L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt;! He is most worthy of praise!&lt;br /&gt;  No one can measure his greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; Let each generation tell its children of your mighty acts;&lt;br /&gt;  let them proclaim your power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; I will meditate* on your majestic, glorious splendor&lt;br /&gt;  and your wonderful miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt; Your awe-inspiring deeds will be on every tongue;&lt;br /&gt;  I will proclaim your greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt; Everyone will share the story of your wonderful goodness;&lt;br /&gt;  they will sing with joy about your righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt; The L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt; is merciful and compassionate,&lt;br /&gt;  slow to get angry and filled with unfailing love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt; The L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt; is good to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;  He showers compassion on all his creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt; All of your works will thank you, L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;  and your faithful followers will praise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11&lt;/strong&gt; They will speak of the glory of your kingdom;&lt;br /&gt;  they will give examples of your power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt; They will tell about your mighty deeds&lt;br /&gt;  and about the majesty and glory of your reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13&lt;/strong&gt; For your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;  You rule throughout all generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt; always keeps his promises;&lt;br /&gt;  he is gracious in all he does.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14&lt;/strong&gt; The L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt; helps the fallen&lt;br /&gt;  and lifts those bent beneath their loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15&lt;/strong&gt; The eyes of all look to you in hope;&lt;br /&gt;  you give them their food as they need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16&lt;/strong&gt; When you open your hand,&lt;br /&gt;  you satisfy the hunger and thirst of every living thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17&lt;/strong&gt; The L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt; is righteous in everything he does;&lt;br /&gt;  he is filled with kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18&lt;/strong&gt; The L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt; is close to all who call on him,&lt;br /&gt;  yes, to all who call on him in truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19&lt;/strong&gt; He grants the desires of those who fear him;&lt;br /&gt;  he hears their cries for help and rescues them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20&lt;/strong&gt; The L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt; protects all those who love him,&lt;br /&gt;  but he destroys the wicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21&lt;/strong&gt; I will praise the L&lt;span class="textSC"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;  and may everyone on earth bless his holy name&lt;br /&gt;  forever and ever. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-7476789364844756559?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/7476789364844756559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=7476789364844756559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/7476789364844756559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/7476789364844756559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/10/psalm-145.html' title='Psalm 145'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-6631041909845982009</id><published>2006-10-15T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T18:05:51.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HARD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Has God ever asked you to do something that you don’t want to do? Or required something of you that you weren’t sure how to give? This happened and has been happening to me recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been exciting things happening in my life recently, that have been an answer to years of prayer. I have been amazed at God's faithfulness through this time and have learned so much about him that I either didn’t know, or had forgotten, or had misunderstood. But I am coming to see that as the Matt Redman song says he gives and takes away! Now, I guess I’m blessed in that he isn’t actually taking away what he gave me but rather asking me to give it over to him and there is a difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about a kite. You know one of those ones with two strings so that you can make it do cool tricks and stuff. I got one of these for Christmas a number of years ago and it was one of the best presents I think I have ever got! But I didn’t automatically know straight away how to make it do all the things it could! I was no child KITING prodigy that's for sure! In fact I remember times when I struggled simply to keep the thing in the air let alone make it do tricks! What I needed was someone to show me how to work it. Someone like my dad. I remember that he would take me down to the park in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Murray&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Bridge&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; where we were holidaying with my Nanna and Grand-dad, and we would fly the kite and he would show me how to do stuff with it and then he would give it to me and I’d crash it! And so he'd show me again this time more slowly and with a little more clarity. Then he'd give it to me and I’d make it do what I wanted then crash it! So the next time, he'd take my hands in his and we'd do it together, his hands around mine, helping me to make the small movements needed to flip the kite over successfully and then flip it back! and eventually he'd let go, after I got the idea and he'd just stand and watch and advise me on the finer points of making kites do flips but he wouldn’t leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s in this analogy of teaching that I find a picture of God. there are things in life that he gives us for you enjoyment and simply to bless us but if at some point we fail to use what he's given us properly, he will take it away and teach us. Then he gives it back and lets us try again. Once again we blow it, we pull the string too hard or for too long and we become a tangled mess that's plummeting straight for the ground. So what does he do? He gives us another go showing us in a little more detail how to do it well. And he repeats the process until we are proficient enough for him to let go! Now fortunately for us after he has let go he doesn’t just walk away, and leave us, but he stays beside us forever giving us pointers and hints on to use the blessings he's given us "successfully."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's our decision whether we want to actually give it over to for him to teach us or to keep it and try to learn by ourselves! We may learn the basics in doing it by ourselves, but we will probably crash so many times in the process that by the time we have mastered one trick, we are bent and broken beyond recognition! If we give it over to him, while we REALLY want to enjoy it, and it will be hard to give it over, we will gain so much more enjoyment out of it in the long term because we know how to effectively use it! And this brings joy not only to US but also to him!!&lt;br /&gt;God wants us to enjoy what he's given us!! he wants us to be able to use it and then bless others through it and though it WILL BE HARD the best way for this to happen is for us to give it back to him so he can teach us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No where in the Bible does it say that life will be easier as a Christian! In fact to many things we are called to walk a HARDER road (&lt;a href="http://www.newlivingtranslation.com/05discoverthenlt/ssresults.asp?txtSearchString=mat+5%3A17-48&amp;find.x=0&amp;amp;find.y=0"&gt;matt 5:17-48&lt;/a&gt;)! But the comforting thing to know is that God is right here beside us, never leaving, always guiding, and always helping us up when we stumble.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-6631041909845982009?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/6631041909845982009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=6631041909845982009&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/6631041909845982009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/6631041909845982009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/10/hard.html' title='HARD.'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-300226456179952072</id><published>2006-10-05T11:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T13:30:35.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now unto Him...</title><content type='html'>This is a post about worship. Worship that doesn’t hold back, that doesn’t talk about worshipping God, but actually worships him. I have been noticing recently, that many of the songs that are sung in church, especially the newer ones (the not-hymns), talk a lot ABOUT worshipping God, but don’t actually make the next step to saying how great he really is!! It’s about time that those people to whom God has given the talent of song writing, start to tell God what they think of him, HONESTLY with an once of vulnerability!! Now, I’m not gifted in song writing, but God has given me words. And so I am going to worship him with my words.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly let me say that God is eternally faithful. He has never left me, he never will. I look back on my life and am amazed to see that God has been doing huge things in my life, preparing me for the future, in the times when I thought I was furthest from him!! In my darkest days of relationship with him when I wondered where he was and what he was doing that was more important than me, i have come to realize, he wasn't anywhere else, doing something more important, because there is nothing more important to him than me (and you)!! It wasn’t God that had gone anywhere, it was ME!! I’m reminded of the TRUTH found in the poem "Footprints."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;One night a man had a dream.                              &lt;br /&gt;He dreamed he was walking along the beach with                                  the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.&lt;br /&gt;For each scene he noticed two sets of&lt;br /&gt;footprints                                  in the sand:                                 one belonging &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to him, and the other to the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When the last scene of his life flashed before                                  him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he looked back at the footprints in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He noticed that many times along the path of&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his                                  life                                  there was only one set of footprints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He also noticed that it happened at the very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lowest and saddest times in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This really bothered him and he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;questioned the                                  LORD about it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"LORD, you said that once I decided to follow&lt;br /&gt;you,                                  you'd walk with me all the way.&lt;br /&gt;But I have noticed that during the most&lt;br /&gt;troublesome times in my life,&lt;br /&gt;there is only one set of footprints.&lt;br /&gt;I don't                                  understand why when&lt;br /&gt;I needed you most you would leave me."&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD replied:&lt;/span&gt;"My son, my precious child,&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I would never leave you.&lt;br /&gt;During your times of trial and suffering,&lt;br /&gt;when you see only one set of footprints,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it was then that I carried you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this poem because even thought it's old and some might say a little too "Christian" I can relate to it so easily! I look back on the times when I have been struggling, and don’t know what's going on, and I see only one set of prints! And I think to myself, "GOD IS GOOD!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that amazes me is God's grace!&lt;br /&gt;Actually this doesn’t amaze me as much as it BLOWS MY MIND!! I still struggle to come to grips with the fact that God, the creator of the universe sent his Son to die in my place and I am the one who did the killing!! In fact I think it goes even further than that! God didn’t just say to the SON, "Off you go, do your thing," God created a body for his son! Just like he created us, he CREATED Jesus!! I was thinking about this a while ago and found it hard to get my head around! This was God’s Son, with whom he'd been in relationship for eternity, being sent to earth, to live by the laws of this earth, to die unfairly by the people of this earth, in order that the very people doing the killing would be able to spend eternity with him!! What’s more, &lt;a href="http://www.newlivingtranslation.com/05discoverthenlt/ssresults.asp?txtSearchString=Ps+139&amp;search.x=0&amp;amp;search.y=0"&gt;Psalm 139&lt;/a&gt; applies to Jesus too!! God poured all of his creativity and imagination into Jesus, creating for him a body like yours or mine, God designed Jesus TOO! Then &lt;a href="http://www.newlivingtranslation.com/05discoverthenlt/ssresults.asp?txtSearchString=Isa+53&amp;find.x=0&amp;amp;find.y=0"&gt;Isaiah 53&lt;/a&gt; describes what happened to Jesus body! God poured all his love into this particular creation, he watched with intent as he grew in the womb, he laughed and cried as Jesus experienced childhood he shared in Jesus' struggles and in his temptations, he was there to strengthen Jesus. God spent 33 years with Jesus, all so that he could take our sin to the cross! One of the hardest things for me to understand I guess is the depth of his grace! I’m sure you know what I’m talking about, I just cant understand (I KNOW, but don’t understand, cow jai mai?-you get it?)  how God is able to allow me to come back to him after I’ve stumbled. How is it that God LOVES me THAT much that, despite my murdering his son at the first chance I got, he still wants me back? By his amazing grace. It’s one of those things that I’ll never fully understand I think. I mean, who could? But I don’t  think that lack of understanding is a bad thing when it comes to God and his unendingness. If I fully understood God, then where would be the need for faith? Christianity’s focus would focus from that of faith in a God that can’t be seen, to how can we use this knowledge to create a God we CAN see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say "I LOVE God!!!!" I don’t know if you can say that or not, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he says that about you everyday&lt;/span&gt;! If you think that you're beyond God's love, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOURE NOT&lt;/span&gt;!! If you think that you don’t need God's love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU DO&lt;/span&gt;!! I can’t say it enough!! GOD'S LOVE IS MIND BLOWING!! GOD'S FAITHFULNESS IS ETERNAL!! AND GOD'S &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GRACE IS AMAZING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post didn’t really turn out to be what I thought it would, but I know that if you are reading it and feeling that any of it relates to you, then God has used it for his kingdom. I wanted to worship God through this post and I think I have! It may not look like worship but anything that proclaims just how good HE is worship!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will you worship him today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ephesians 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paul's (and Servant's) Prayer for Spiritual Growth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 When I think of all this, I fall to my knees and pray to the Father,*15 the Creator of everything in heaven and on earth.*16 I pray that from his glorious, unlimited resources he will empower you with inner strength through his Spirit.17 Then Christ will make his home in your hearts as you trust in him. Your roots will grow down into God's love and keep you strong.18 And may you have the power to understand, as all God's people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is.19 May you experience the love of Christ, though it is too great to understand fully. Then you will be made complete with all the fullness of life and power that comes from God.&lt;br /&gt; 20 Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.21 Glory to him in the church and in Christ Jesus through all generations forever and ever! Amen.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-300226456179952072?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/300226456179952072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=300226456179952072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/300226456179952072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/300226456179952072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/10/now-unto-him.html' title='Now unto Him...'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-7207273503563313678</id><published>2006-09-19T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T21:27:56.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here i go Stealing Posts Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="title"&gt;Paradox Jesus…&lt;/h3&gt;        &lt;p&gt;       Jesus came into the world… that we may enter into heaven.     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       Jesus was born in the flesh… that we may be born of the Spirit.     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       Jesus was born of woman… that we may be born of God.     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       Jesus became the Son of Man… that we may become sons of God.     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       Jesus accepted poverty… that we may be made rich.     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       Jesus became a man of sorrows… that we may rejoice and be glad.     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       Jesus was made sin for us… that we might be made righteous.     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       Jesus was put to death… that we may have life.     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       Jesus was cursed… that we might be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i got this from my friend &lt;a href="http://members.optusnet.com.au/frickers/blog/blog.html"&gt;MATT's&lt;/a&gt; blog. please check him out he has  good stuff to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-7207273503563313678?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/7207273503563313678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=7207273503563313678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/7207273503563313678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/7207273503563313678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-i-go-stealing-posts-again.html' title='Here i go Stealing Posts Again!'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-5938851767099669911</id><published>2006-09-17T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T10:59:51.414+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The KING's PARK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stunners/323442432/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stunners/323442432/" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I got called in to work early this morning on my day off, and I went just for a couple of hours, but by the time I finished, it was too late to get to church, so I thought "I'll just go home and finish my paper work as early as I can, so that I can have a day off!" So I was driving home past &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Kings&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Park&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; (those of you who are coming here for visits and visa's we'll have to punish it), not really in the mood to go up there and really more Interested In going home to start my day off!! Something in me said you should go up there and I'm like "nah, can’t be bothered" but as I thought that I thought to myself "I don’t feel like going, but something's telling me I should. So I think I should! I think its God!" So I went. I drove up the hill and found a car park over looking the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Narrows&lt;/st1:place&gt; and looking sort of towards home (I looked but couldn’t find mine :-D). I just sat in my car listening to the HILLSONG LONDON album (it's good you should punish It!!) and I was praying about stuff and thinking about how much God had spoken to me in the last few months and how he's blessed me SO much and I looked at the trees and how different each of them was from the next but how together they make up a beautiful picture and so I was blessed by God to think that he made each of these trees with such imagination and attention to detail and originality but how much more time he put into us who are created in his image!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I prayed and looked and blessed and was blessed by God all from the comfort of my car for... I guess it may have been 20-30 minutes, until I felt God saying to me, "Get up and go for a walk." and I knew it was God straight away this time because I SO didn't feel like walking! But I did lock my car and went for a walk. Down the hill along the grassed bit I found an area I never new existed! It was this terraced area with walking paths along the terraces and it was filled with all sorts of native plants and bushes (which are looking STUNNING at the moment (Perth In spring! WOW)) So I walked down along the lowest terrace until I saw a bench seat sitting rather randomly under a big palm tree on the next level up with stairs going up to it! So I thought, well I didn’t really even have to think this time, by now I just knew God wanted me there, so I sat. And I began to pray much the same sort of stuff I'd been praying in the car and while walking, but at some point God said to me "How many times have you been in this park? 20? 50? 100? And you never knew this even existed! HOW MUCH MORE SO WITH ME!!! How many time's have we talked; have I talked? And there is still so much stuff that you don’t know!" this was such an awesome blessing to hear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(post script)&lt;br /&gt;There are two things that made this whole experience more exciting to be in that I'm sure it is for you to read:&lt;br /&gt;1. I Heard God-- not that this is so amazing in itself but to hear him and recognise his voice I think is the amazing bit! I probably I hear his voice all the time and write it off as my own thoughts or just stupidity but God is always faithful and NEVER stupid!!&lt;br /&gt;2. I Obeyed God-- again in itself, this isn’t so amazing. I have heard and obeyed before, but today I was able to obey with confidence and decisiveness and I know that this is why I was so blessed by my encounter with God walking in his creation, while walking in his creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to think how I would have felt about my day if I did not sit with God in the garden.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-5938851767099669911?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/5938851767099669911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=5938851767099669911&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/5938851767099669911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/5938851767099669911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/09/kings-park.html' title='The KING&apos;s PARK'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-3029543981251298355</id><published>2006-09-17T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T22:37:13.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patiently Waiting</title><content type='html'>I know, I stole the title from &lt;a href="http://no-sacrifice.blogspot.com/"&gt;No-Sacrifice Blog&lt;/a&gt; but it just fits! And besides what i have to say is a little different to what No-Sacrifice says!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking about and praying for patience this week and god spoke to me on friday about what waiting patienty REALLY is. God said to me that waiting and patiently waiting are two different things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"waiting," He said, "is not something that honours me; it is like a child whose mum has bought them a lolly pop but has told their kid that they can't have it yet, they have to wait till they get home. so the child thinks to itself, "MAYBE if i plead and annoy mum long enough, then she'll give me what she has for me!!" so the kid says, "Mum can i have it now?! mum can i have it NOW?! MUM can i have it NOW?! MUM can i HAVE it NOW?! MUM CAN I HAVE IT NOW?! MUM CAN I HAVE IT NOW?!" and eventually the mum get SO annoyed, that she said "THAT'S IT!! YOU CANT HAVE IT AT ALL NOW!" and the kid wonders why!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No,"god says, "waiting isnt what honours me. PATIENT WAITING,  however, taht is a different story! it is like a child whose mum has bought them a lolly pop but has told their kid that they can't have it yet, they have to wait till they get home. so the child thinks to itself, "Oh, ok then, well, I'd REALLY like it now, but if i can wait just a little bit longer, then when i get it it will seem nicer and i'll be happier for getting it! And mum wont be annoyed at ME for annoying HER!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God, I pray for PATIENCE."---YOUR Servant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-3029543981251298355?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/3029543981251298355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=3029543981251298355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/3029543981251298355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/3029543981251298355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/09/patiently-waiting.html' title='Patiently Waiting'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-115780719881718972</id><published>2006-09-09T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T04:02:34.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... and Jebediahphat begat Epiphany... (Hez.6:7)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve had an epiphany. It’s not one of those things that happen to me everyday, but today I had one. I am quite excited about my epiphany, because it's actually really freeing. Freeing in that I don’t have to think the way I did before I had my epiphany. I have a new thing to think about and a new thing to pray to my wonderful GOD to give me. so here's my epiphany&gt;&gt;&gt; but before I do, for those who are vocabularily challenged, an epiphany is a bolt of lightning thought, one of those thoughts that you get one day while you're roti-ing or mundanely doing some other mundane task. It’s one of those thoughts that changes the way you think and the more you think of it the more your thinking changes. Oh, and Epiphany is not a name, and Jebediahphat was not his father and there is no book in the Bible abbreviated to Hez.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I guess you want to hear about my epiphany then. Well my epiphany is that for us to have the ability to truly trust god, he needs to first build into our lives, humility! I can’t believe it took me as long as it has to work out this simple truth! Of course god needs to build humility into our lives before we can trust him. I mean if I don’t have an amount of humility in my life, then I’m going to start thinking about what I want to do with my life!! Actually let me rephrase that&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;b&gt;I'M&lt;/b&gt; going to start &lt;b&gt;THINKING&lt;/b&gt; about what &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; want to do with &lt;b&gt;MY&lt;/b&gt; life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wonder to yourself "What's wrong with having my life planned out? It’s a good thing to do!" but I say that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's not your life!&lt;/span&gt;! And who plans and organises something that's not theirs anyway?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; So let's get the facts out. My life is not my own. Your life is not your own, your life is not my own, my life is not your own. &lt;b&gt;BUT &lt;/b&gt;my&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;life is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God's &lt;/span&gt;life,&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;your&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;life is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God's&lt;/span&gt; life, our lives are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God's &lt;/span&gt;lives. He made us, He loves us, He bought us with Jesus blood, so who are we to plan and prepare something that isn’t ours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;this poses a bit of a problem for us as humans because for the most part, we are the ones who live our lives, and we are the ones who make the decisions about what we do with the lives God has lent us! and i dont know about you but i can say for sure that i dont always make the right decision, or always have the right answer. but i know that my maker knows what i'm good for. he knows the road i should take, and he knows everything about me and my design right down to who i should marry and where i should live to best fit his purpose for my existence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;        let me just take a moment to to illustrate my point about design with something REALLY simple. say i'm going to wash the dishes, and i need to fill the sink. the drain hole is circular, but i have a chioce of different shaped plugs. (there was too much choice at Bunnings and i coildnt decide). What  do i do? do i select a random plug and hope taht it fits? or do i choose the one that looks like the closest fit to the circular drain hole? it's as simple as that! god wants to put us where we're most efective. just like a square plug wont fit in a round hole, so we wont fit if we arent where god wants us!and one more thing, we arent doing what we were designed for if we are still sitting on the bench and not in the hole.&lt;/p&gt;so i want to be where i'm being used the most effectively. i want to be in the drain  that god has chosen for me but to do that i have to let him take control of my life and to trust him with my purpose. and that's an easier thing to say than to do! i know of plenty of instances in "my own" life where i have taken control from god and tried to drive even though i couldnt even see over the wheel! ithought i could run my life better that god could i thought that my way was better and that. does this sound silly to you? it does to me! because to me it sound like i'm a 3yr old who thinks they can beat up thier dad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be able to trust god with my life, i need to realise that 1 it's not my own and 2 that god does it better!! and this takes a certain amount of humility. so i give up my life to god. i give up control to god. i sat to him , "God, you do it better than me, so you can do it and i'll just do what i'm told."&lt;br /&gt;so there you have it. my epiphany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot trust god to fulfill my purpose while i still think that i'm the one who controls my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miracle &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AudioAdrenaline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre face="arial"&gt;I am free&lt;br /&gt;for the first time&lt;br /&gt;left my fears behind&lt;br /&gt;in front of me is open sky&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre face="arial"&gt;I'm taller than trees&lt;br /&gt;I can see further than before&lt;br /&gt;everything's different now&lt;br /&gt;now that You've ruined my life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You took my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and stole my schemes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and turned my life upside-down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You took my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stole every part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and made it a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;now I can sing, sing a new song&lt;br /&gt;my burden's gone&lt;br /&gt;you gave me all the words and melodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now I can be at Your feet&lt;br /&gt;Your place for me&lt;br /&gt;everything's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;now that You've ruined my life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You took my dreams&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stole my schemes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and turned my life upside-down&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stole every part&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and made it a miracle &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and I'm wide awake&lt;br /&gt;and tonight I'm saved&lt;br /&gt;in Your arms I'm singin' of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;how You made me a miracle&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm taller than trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can see further than before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;everything's different now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-115780719881718972?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/115780719881718972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=115780719881718972&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/115780719881718972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/115780719881718972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-jebediahphat-begat-epiphany-hez67.html' title='... and Jebediahphat begat Epiphany... (Hez.6:7)'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-115608589937263209</id><published>2006-08-20T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T04:07:01.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am A Beautiful Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Chrysalis is a stage of the metamorphic cycle of the caterpillar/butterfly. It's the stage of cocoon in which the caterpillar undergoes the amazing change from a caterpillar to a beautiful butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend has been one of the most amazing |       |'s of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I was privileged to be asked to participate on a camp called Chrysalis that is aimed at hitting you where you're at. It's not a camp that you attend for adventure--that comes when you leave. It's not a camp that you attend to be constantly being entertained by "activities." Chrysalis is a camp you attend to see god move in your life. I went for this reason and was not disappointed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been invited to something that you know nothing or just the bare essentials about by a friend and agreed to go only because your friend believed that you should? I thank god for my Friend Aaron because without this man of God, I wouldn’t be able to type this short message bout the character of God.&lt;br /&gt;Here is my TESTimony:&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who know me, I’m a bit of a know-it-all--even if I know I don't. I like to have the answers to your questions. "Where does this come from?" "How does this work?" "What should I do in this aspect of my walk?" answering questions helps me to feel needed, helps me to fell like I have a purpose. And of course so as not to be a hypocrite, I had to know the answers to my own life too! I had to know where I am destined for the future, what was wrong with my life, how to fix it, why I felt this way, why someone felt that way about me. Everything that there was a question to I had to know the answer; despite whether I knew it when it was asked. Sometimes, this is a noble cause. What happens though when there's a question about my own life I don’t know the answer to? What do I do? The answer is simple really and quite obvious, I make it up!&lt;br /&gt;here's some background for you:&lt;br /&gt;recently on my trip to Thailand and in the weeks following I felt god lay upon my heart the desire to go and study a &lt;a href="http://www.ywamthai.org/"&gt;DTS&lt;/a&gt;  wit a youth missions organisation called YWAM. Around the same time I was approached to possibly be the manager of a DOME cafe (A huge step towards my lifelong dream) and there is also the possibility of a position in youth ministry at my church. Knowing I couldn’t do all three especially since one is in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, I accepted the manager's position, and told them that I was leaving in 5 months. Through all of this, I was praying and giving the decision over to god, but I think that I had handcuffed the outcome to me so that I got to decide in the end. I mean surely DTS is the right answer! It has to be, missions is God's heart for the world!! So I was going to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. That was it. It was final. I had made my decision. I talked about it with my parents, and with my best friend, and I told my pastor. But in between my initial talk with my parent, and with my friends, I sort of forgot that God hadn’t stopped speaking. And when I heard him saying "SLOW DOWN RYAN, YOU'RE MOVING TOO FAST," my reaction was a mild version of get thee behind me Satan!!&lt;br /&gt;God led me to a point where I could say confidently, "I'm not confident about this decision." Through Him speaking through friends and workmates I came to a spot where I didn’t feel His peace about this decision. So on Friday night I nailed it to the cross. I gave the decision back to God, saying I can't do this without your peace. And do you know what I felt??? Nothing. Nothing, at least until the next night. When we were asked to reflect on the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In silence we reflected. In silence I was distracted. But once again I praise god for Aaron who came and rescued me. He listened to the spirit's leading, and asked me the most layered question in the world, "How you doing?" I assumed he wasn’t referring to my visible layer so I told him all that was going on--- I dint know the answer and I was scared and humbled and in a place that I didn’t want to be. I didn’t know if God wanted me to go to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;! What a scary thought!! This is something that is going to impact on my life so much between now and then and then forever after, and I don’t know the answer!!! [Remember how I said that I like to know the answers? well this was THE big one in my journey to date] God had hit me where it hurts. He’d humbled me in the area of my life that I take pride in, my knowledge. I was talking to Aaron and it hit me that I was no longer in control of my life, that my life was indeed God’s and that he had control. When I nailed the word &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; to the cross, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. All I knew was that I didn’t quite fell right about it and that’s it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don’t know if god wants me in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. But I am no longer ill at ease. Why? Because if there is one difference between pre Chrysalis Ryan and post Chrysalis Ryan, it's that my life is back in God's Hands and he's never let anything slip!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Chrysalis is an amazing experience I hope I never forget! To all those in the Emmaus community THANK YOU! You have meant so much to us here at Perth Chrysalis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; FLY WITH CHRIST.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-115608589937263209?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/115608589937263209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=115608589937263209&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/115608589937263209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/115608589937263209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-beautiful-butterfly.html' title='I Am A Beautiful Butterfly'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-115314701404787515</id><published>2006-07-17T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T14:17:26.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Almighty!!</title><content type='html'>It's amazing how and where God works!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;a href="http://www.brucealmighty.com/"&gt;bruce almighty&lt;/a&gt; again tonight(for the 2nd or 3rd time)and was again amazed at the themes of Love and Grace (Grayce) and the searching heart that were built into it!!  in fact I was so amazed I went searching for the source of these themes; the person involved who influenced the movie in such a profound way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this interview with TOM SHADYAC, the director, and thought you would like to read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hollywoodjesus.com/bruce_almighty.htm"&gt;Interview with TOM SHADYAC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-115314701404787515?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/115314701404787515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=115314701404787515&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/115314701404787515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/115314701404787515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/07/god-almighty.html' title='God Almighty!!'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-115301612354693037</id><published>2006-07-16T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T10:15:23.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>This week I was thinking about who I am and who I am not when it comes to my faith.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I now that Christ is in me, and who was I or would I have been if Christ wasn’t in me. &lt;br /&gt;I got to thinking about all the people I could have been, and all the things I could have been doing without Christ in my life and I came out the other side thanking god for who I am!!! &lt;br /&gt;Imagine yourself without Christ: lies, profanity, abuse, hopeless, lost, searching, afraid, immorality, pride, slander ….I could go on.&lt;br /&gt;Now think of how Christ has changed you life through his death, through taking your that old life to the ends of the earth and ditching it. LOVE FAITH HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ’s death didn’t just take away our sin, and he doesn’t stop forgiving the first time. Christ’s death, his resurrection and his ascendance changed life as we know it. We no longer have to worry about the future, we don’t have to pretend to be someone we’re not or do good works and hope that’s enough.&lt;br /&gt; We are saved!! Christ has redeemed us from the curse of sin!! he has bought us back with his blood. and now we can look forward to all the blessings he has promised to his children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was writing this I thought of a song that we used to sing in Sunday school and it says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;BORN AGAIN, BORN TO WIN,&lt;br /&gt;I’M A CHILD OF THE MOST HIGH GOD&lt;br /&gt;BORN AGAIN, BORN TO WIN,&lt;br /&gt;I’M A CHILD OF THE KING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’M A NEW CREATION,&lt;br /&gt;IVE BEEN WASHED IN HIS BLOOD&lt;br /&gt;HAD A TRANSFORMATION&lt;br /&gt;NOW I’M LIVING IN THE POWER OF GOD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-115301612354693037?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/115301612354693037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=115301612354693037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/115301612354693037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/115301612354693037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/07/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-115165520209737417</id><published>2006-06-30T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T16:13:22.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so there we were... but now we're here.</title><content type='html'>so we wer in chiang rai the last time i talked and i guess i should keep on filling you in on what i've been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on tuesday we sorta had a quiet day. we swam in the pool with all the crew and got a LITTLE burnt then in the arvo Will left, and tom left for bangkok at 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was pretty warm. we went with shane to pack up his stuff at the the ywam base, which we got done relatively quickly i think due to camille helping him get organised. i stayed downstairs and burnt 20 cds of photos for shane to distribute among his crew. when we finished, Pi Jesse and Pi Uab picked us up and we went to lunch at apparently the best Kaoh soi (a type of soup) place in town. then back to the hotel for general chilling and a quick swim (dont want to get &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; burnt). i think for dinner i juat had something light, like fried rice or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were up early again on thursday. apparently they dont believe in letting people sleep in! but it was cool because we went to the border of thailand and Myanmar for some shopping. the border is about 30mins drive (Jesse style) form chiang rai and the town that straddles the border is called Mae Sai. so in Maesai twe pull out our passports, and 250 baht (&lt;$10) to crossthe border into Myanmar which is cool because now i've been to Three different countries!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myanmar is Opressive. as soon as you cross the border there are beggars and  Vendors that perssure you to buy their cigarettes which is just a front for selling porn. but you just say no and keep walking. the market in myanmar's maesai was crazy, they sold Everythingfrom "brand name" electronics, to knives and bb guns, to clothes, to dvd's and cds. and cheap too. like 6 new dvd's for 400 baht (&lt;$15)&lt;br /&gt;so we purchased a bit and then went and ate lunch at a restaurant right on the river.&lt;br /&gt;on the way back the the hotel to pack, we said goodbye to Kate and Pi eunice whch was hard for them because it was actually all over. no-one left to say bye to.but we made great friends with them and they wont be forgotten. PUNISH IT GUYS. so we packed and went tothe bus station to board our 11 hour bustrip that brought us to bangkok at 6.00 this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus was great. we got VIP bus Tickets which got us better that airline seats except for the foot rests and airlin service. unfortunately we didnt get airline sleep. so i'm stinkin tired and i have a headache.but other than that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you're up to date. we staying in the english school till sunday and fly out at around midday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out&lt;br /&gt;ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-115165520209737417?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/115165520209737417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=115165520209737417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/115165520209737417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/115165520209737417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-there-we-were-but-now-were-here.html' title='so there we were... but now we&apos;re here.'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-115146958644727736</id><published>2006-06-28T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T18:59:49.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, Here We Are...</title><content type='html'>So here we are in thailand, just punishing the blog so all my fam know i'm still alive.&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a great time chillin in the chiang Rai hood. we got here on friday morning after a couple of days with very little sleep. it was awesome to see shano again even though he looks so much like a ywamer! his grad on friday arvo was cool but oh so hot! &lt;br /&gt;we are staying in a resort right near the airport but i haven't once heard any planes which is good. we were the only ones there on friday and sat which was cool too because we had the pool all to ourselves!! early morning and late night swims are the order of the day, so we've been punishing the pool hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday we went to PiJesse and PiUab's home church which was, for all the DTS Crew,  their last sunday together. we started with some worship and prayer led by Will, and we sang oneof the most touching and i know for some the most heart felt song i have heard in a long time. i will try to link to it later if i can find it. so we sang and prayed and then Steve (Beckingham) spoke a challenging sermon on Forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;after church we went to lunch then all trekked into town to say goodbye to a few of the DTS crew who were heading off on a bus back to bangkok and tehn we went to Swensson's ice creamery for some chocolate......icecream and other flavours too. photos will be on Flicr later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday we travelled about 45 mins north up the Kok (Gok) river to a village for an elephant ride. we ate there, and chilled out for a while with the two massive Constricors and a monkey in a cage before-hand and then took the 20 minute elephant ride option which cost about 80 baht (&lt;$3.50) each. i got as many photos as i could but i'll have to apologise for the quality. i never realised that elephant rides were so bumpy!&lt;br /&gt;that night we went to dnner at the airport because Kim was leaving @ 8.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm gonna have to leave it there for now i gotta go but stay tuned. &lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;br /&gt;love you fam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-115146958644727736?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/115146958644727736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=115146958644727736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/115146958644727736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/115146958644727736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-here-we-are.html' title='So, Here We Are...'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-115096462063166732</id><published>2006-06-22T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T16:23:40.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thai Me up Before you Go Go.</title><content type='html'>yeah you read right! i'm off to thailand.&lt;br /&gt;In exactly 11 hours my first international adventure starts when i board a plane to Brunei and from there board another plane to the land of the long white cloud. (or is that new zealand) either way i'm officially an accomplished jetsetter and i'm so excited.for those of you who dont know why i'm going to thailand, it's to go to my best mate shane's graduation. for those of you who Do know why i' going to thailand, it's to go to my best mate &lt;a href="http://4myking.blogspot.com"&gt;shane's&lt;/a&gt; graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i hope to blog while i'm over there so stay tuned and i'll keep you updated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-115096462063166732?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/115096462063166732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=115096462063166732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/115096462063166732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/115096462063166732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/06/thai-me-up-before-you-go-go.html' title='Thai Me up Before you Go Go.'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-114793423565133318</id><published>2006-05-18T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T18:38:39.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I Now?</title><content type='html'>I am currently in the process of reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/031026345X/qid=1137687556/sr=8-1/ref=pd_bbs_1/103-2524059-5159054?n=507846&amp;s=books&amp;v=glance"&gt;Velvet Elvis&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.nooma.com/Info/Speaker.aspx"&gt;Rob Bell&lt;/a&gt; and in one of the movements he starts off like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I was having lunch with a guy who was telling me about a struggle he'd been having for a while. He said he knew he was a sinner, and that he was fallen and that he would keep committing this one sin,and he knew he was going to keeo committing this one sin because he was a sinner and his nature was evil and there was nothing he could do about it because of what a sinner he was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to go on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so depressed I wanted to bang my head on the table. His question was basically why do I stuggle like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all that was running through my head during his questions, was that his system was perfectly designed to achieve the results he was getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's convinced he is a sinner, he's convinced he is going to sin, he has no hope against sin, he believes his basic nature is sin and then he wonders why he keeps sinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what was so startling to me is that he said he had just become a Christian. It seemed to me that becoming a christian had given him all sorts of new things to feel guilty about. I wondered if becoming a Christian had made his life not better but actually worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul knew people like this too; people who found their Christianity to be a weight that they didn’t have before. They found the so called rules constricting not freeing, and they found themselves giving up the fight and resigning to the fact that God’s grace is never ending but easily abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 6:1-4 &lt;br /&gt;Well then, should we keep sinning so that God can show us more and more forgiveness? Of Course not! Since we have died to sin, how can we continue to live in it? Or have you forgotten that when we became Christians and were baptized to become one with Jesus Christ, we died with him? For we died and were buried with Christ by baptism. And just as Christ was raised from the dead, by the glorious power of the Father, now we also may live new lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I have been guilty of abusing God’s grace. But as I come to realise who I am in Christ, I know that I am holy through his death and resurrection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[Paul insists]in another letter that if we are having this new kind of transforming experiencs with Christ in which we are taking on a new identity, we are literally now a "new Creation."&lt;br /&gt;I am being remade.&lt;br /&gt;I am not who I was.&lt;br /&gt;I am a new Creation.&lt;br /&gt;I am "in Christ."&lt;br /&gt;When God looks at me, God sees Christ, because I'm "in" Him.&lt;br /&gt;God's view of me is Christ.&lt;br /&gt;And Christ is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;This is why Paul goes on to say "Therefore as God's Chosen people, holy, and dearly loved..."&lt;br /&gt;Did you catch that word in the middle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HOLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these passages, we're being told &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;who we are, now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-114793423565133318?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/114793423565133318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=114793423565133318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/114793423565133318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/114793423565133318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/05/who-am-i-now.html' title='Who Am I Now?'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-114300437965274058</id><published>2006-03-22T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T14:58:47.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Element Revisited.</title><content type='html'>I was reading an article in &lt;a href="http://www.relevantmagazine.com"&gt;RELEVANT&lt;/a&gt; Magazine today which got me thinking about Element (our youth ministry’s old young adults worship night) and how we could re-do it with some major changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me try and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Encapsulate&lt;/span&gt; for you just what the article was about. The author Cameron Conant was talking about community and how as Christians, though we are in community to some degree wherever we are, we are Westernised individuals and live apart from that community. Ben Irwin defines community as "People who are &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Experiencing Life Together.&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve all heard sermons before on the &lt;a href="http://www.newlivingtranslation.com/bibles/verse_finder.asp?DataPosted=YES&amp;txtSearchString=acts%202:42&amp;check=YES"&gt;Acts 2&lt;/a&gt; church and for those of you who belong to Thornlie, you know that this is the foundation on which we build our ministries. But how often do we meet to, "share meals with Great joy and Generosity?" We worship together regularly and we are taught together and we give tithes and offerings together but rarely do we have an opportunity to eat together, to share our lives with somebody other than our spouses, fiancées, and partners or close friends, and when we do we talk about non-important issues that will never draw us closer to God. Maybe this is because we think to ourselves, "Who else needs to know?" or maybe, “Who else even Cares what's been happening, or what I’m struggling with.” Have you ever thought that you might have something to say to someone that uplifts them, that encourages them or that they can really connect with or that they might have something to say to you? The dinner table is a perfect place to share what’s been going on in your life, what you're growing or going through and what God has spoken to you about recently. There are things in your life that others need to know for their own growth; granted this position is one of extreme vulnerability but God will use your experiences in others lives for their growth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess you're probably thinking to yourself "Good thoughts Stunners but we don’t have a forum at Thornlie for this kind of community." my idea is that we create such a forum. I’m thinking Friday or Saturday night or Wednesday on the off week, we get together for dinner at the church. We talk, we share our lives, and we worship through this. Then once we're finished we really tell God how highly we love him. We do whatever comes most naturally to worship God. We testify of God's love in our lives and we join together in community. not singling out one particular style of worship as better or even more accessible than another, not "fellowshipping" with "how are you?' but with "how are you and God?" not asking, "what have you been up to?" but asking "what has God been up to?" and not answering with, "I’m good" but I’m not so good and here's why," or, "I’m Great and Here's why."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had an epiphany about Element. The name Element is singular. It describes ONE aspect of worship, one way to Seek God and that is its flaw. God desires worship in all elements of our lives even our Friendships. Isn’t it time we started?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-114300437965274058?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/114300437965274058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=114300437965274058&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/114300437965274058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/114300437965274058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/03/element-revisited.html' title='Element Revisited.'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-114284351267146639</id><published>2006-03-20T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T16:31:52.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise Our Unfair GOD</title><content type='html'>Life’s unfair isn’t it? Doesn’t it always seem that those who deserve the least get the most and those that deserve the most get the cold shoulder? I’ve been reading through Job and it strikes me that He was a man who deserved the most and, for a time got the least. In fact he had the most and it was taken from him. Read through some of the psalms and you’ll read about unfairness, Ecclesiastes and Isaiah also talk about it. But I want to look at Isaiah this morning and remind you of the injustice that brought us here today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Isaiah 53:2 &lt;br /&gt; 2 My servant grew up in the Lord's presence like a tender green shoot, sprouting from a root in dry and sterile ground. There was nothing beautiful or majestic about his appearance, nothing to attract us to him. 3 He was despised and rejected--a man of sorrows, acquainted with bitterest grief. We turned our backs on him and looked the other way when he went by. He was despised, and we did not care. 4 Yet it was our weaknesses he carried; it was our sorrows* that weighed him down. And we thought his troubles were a punishment from God for his own sins! 5 But he was wounded and crushed for our sins. He was beaten that we might have peace. He was whipped, and we were healed! 6 All of us have strayed away like sheep. We have left God's paths to follow our own. Yet the Lord laid on him the guilt and sins of us all. 7 He was oppressed and treated harshly, yet he never said a word. He was led as a lamb to the slaughter. And as a sheep is silent before the shearers, he did not open his mouth. 8 From prison and trial they led him away to his death. But who among the people realized that he was dying for their sins--that he was suffering their punishment? 9 He had done no wrong, and he never deceived anyone. But he was buried like a criminal; he was put in a rich man's grave. 10 But it was the Lord's good plan to crush him and fill him with grief. Yet when his life is made an offering for sin, he will have a multitude of children, many heirs. He will enjoy a long life, and the Lord's plan will prosper in his hands. 11 When he sees all that is accomplished by his anguish, he will be satisfied. And because of what he has experienced, my righteous servant will make it possible for many to be counted righteous, for he will bear all their sins. 12 I will give him the honours of one who is mighty and great, because he exposed himself to death. He was counted among those who were sinners. He bore the sins of many and interceded for sinners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus bore the greatest injustice of eternity He Died so we can live. So may you, when you feel hard done by, missed out, looked over, or ignored; when you feel like you’re taking someone else’s blame or punishment, may you remember your saviour, and praise God for his saving injustice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-114284351267146639?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/114284351267146639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=114284351267146639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/114284351267146639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/114284351267146639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/03/praise-our-unfair-god.html' title='Praise Our Unfair GOD'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-114212733466263917</id><published>2006-03-12T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T09:35:34.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;No matter which way I turn, I can't make myself do right. I want to, but I can't. 19When I want to do good, I don't. And when I try not to do wrong, I do it anyway. 20But if I am doing what I don't want to do, I am not really the one doing it; the sin within me is doing it.&lt;br /&gt;    21It seems to be a fact of life that when I want to do what is right, I inevitably do what is wrong. 22I love God's law with all my heart. 23But there is another law at work within me that is at war with my mind. This law wins the fight and makes me a slave to the sin that is still within me. 24Oh, what a miserable person I am! Who will free me from this life that is dominated by sin?[c] 25Thank God! The answer is in Jesus Christ our Lord. So you see how it is: In my mind I really want to obey God's law, but because of my sinful nature I am a slave to sin.&lt;br /&gt;1So now there is no condemnation for those who belong to Christ Jesus. 2For the power[a] of the life-giving Spirit has freed you[b] through Christ Jesus from the power of sin that leads to death. 3The Law of Moses could not save us, because of our sinful nature. But God put into effect a different plan to save us. He sent his own Son in a human body like ours, except that ours are sinful. God destroyed sin's control over us by giving his Son as a sacrifice for our sins. 4He did this so that the requirement of the law would be fully accomplished for us[c] who no longer follow our sinful nature but instead follow the Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good.&lt;br /&gt;How many of you have thoughts like “I’m gonna beat that habit,” or “that’s the last time I’m ever doing that.” And then despite all the conviction in the world and all the resolve that you can muster you find ourselves saying the same things a week later. Well apparently Paul had the same struggle. He talks about wanting to good but sinning anyway, and fighting against sin but still doing it. Isn’t this exactly what we face day to day? Somehow it feels comforting to know that Paul struggled in the same ways I do. In every day life we find ourselves fighting battles over things that we have the victory over through Jesus Christ’ death and resurrection.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God! The answer is in Jesus Christ our Lord. Though we can’t be right with God simply by trying to do good—which we fight to do anyway, He made a new way for us to be free from the bondage of sin, as Paul says “God destroyed sin's control over us by giving his Son as a sacrifice for our sins.” Through Christ’s sacrifice we have the victory. Sin has lost its power; death has lost its sting.  We can now lean on Christ like never before. He is the only way that we can be saved. Satan’s plan is to keep us wallowing in our sin, it seems that like quicksand the harder we fight, the faster we sink. But god has thrown us a rope and it would do us good to grab it. We have the victory! We have God. And like a wise man once said—“If you flip to the back of the book we win.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-114212733466263917?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/114212733466263917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=114212733466263917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/114212733466263917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/114212733466263917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/03/victory.html' title='Victory'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-114054037173955428</id><published>2006-02-22T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T16:35:13.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Photos Are Up</title><content type='html'>Hey all just a quick one to say that i've put some more pics up. these ones include the storms on tuesday night (21-2-06). they're pretty cool if i do say so myself. check out the flicr link on the sideboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out,&lt;br /&gt;Stunners&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-114054037173955428?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/114054037173955428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/114054037173955428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-photos-are-up.html' title='New Photos Are Up'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-109124457446880944</id><published>2006-02-06T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T15:02:09.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently "Worship" has a Box of which We Need to Think Outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RE-POST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Over the past few months/year I've been thinking about what today's definition of worship has come to mean; looking especially at corporate worship and our mental concept of that being "The Worship Team" (Singers and Band), maybe the occasional (Token?) prayer, and nothing more. I have come to the point of questioning our methods of worship in this day and age and have begun looking at other ways to worship our Creator God. Some of the questions that have come up in my mind will be plastered on your screen as you read this. Please don't for a second think that I am trying to cause a mutiny in the local church as people read this. These are my thoughts and the solutions that I feel are appropriate and are not to be taken as gospel in any way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When did worship leading become solely the domain of the talented, good-looking musician and/or singer? And why have we allowed ourselves even as well-meaning, mature Christians to put worship into these boxes? Why have prayer and solitude, meditation, reflection, symbolism, the arts, relationship, and all the other legitimate elements that go together to make up Biblical styles of worship been labeled as Alternative Worship or left by the wayside to allow room for a style of worship that makes us feel comfortable in our seats? Why have we allowed worship to become something we do to attain some spiritual high when worship was designed and intended for Gods pleasure first and ours as a response to giving God pleasure? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't have all the answers to these questions, but I can quite confidently say that the direction in which we are headed is away from God's original intent for worship not towards it. I believe that there are some powers at work in this world, trying very hard to draw us down a road of comfort in worship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When Jesus was worshipping The Father through His preaching, He wasn't setting out to make everyone feel comfortable with his words, and his style was less than conventional e.g. 5000 people sitting on a hill at night in the desert while Jesus preached! When those same people who sat and listened to Jesus preach offered their sacrifices as their act of worship I'm sure that that wasn't a comfortable experience either. The giving away of something that they had carefully looked after to ensure it's cleanliness to be killed and burned as a sacrifice hardly makes my stomach feel as comfortable as does going to a worship service! Take into account that many of the families offering these sacrifices were poorer than most bible college students, and that makes me even more uncomfortable! We have to counter this move towards comfortable worship by choosing to move out of the mindset that singing songs is the only way to corporately worship our infinite God. It is for our comfort that we choose "worship music" to play in church, and this, I believe, is how we acquired a bullet in our foot. Our young people, and indeed our adults, are growing up in the belief that United Live or Planet Shakers=Worship and this is only maybe 10% of the truth! I'm not saying that we shouldn't sing "Shakers" or "United" in worship, but lets at least make a wholehearted attempt at changing our nation's mindset on worship and allow them to improve their relationship with God because they're worshipping in with their whole being, and doing it in spirit and in truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We need to get back to grass roots worship, back to Acts 2 worship, where/when they were in AWE of what God was doing and were bursting to do something about it. Our heart of worship should be to offer, as the song says, more than a song, and more than words but a heart that longs to bring him pleasure in everything that we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Not too long ago for our young adults worship night, called Element, I tried something a little bit different. Around the auditorium of our church, I set up four stations. One with some loose paper and some pencils, where people wrote down, in their own way, how/why they adore God. Another had bread and water (no-one told me that the church was temporarily out of Grape juice, so we used water) and here people spent time confessing their sin and repenting before God and re-establishing relationship with Him. In another corner there was an area where people could sit and devote a few minutes just to thanking God for all He's done, and all He's provided for us. And another area was set up so that people could bring their requests and supplications before God. I allowed this time to take up most of the time that we usually take with worship through song and just selected three very contemplative, dedication, worship songs just to come together and tell God, corporately, how much we love Him and want to worship Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The time of worship that was had by all was amazing. Not because I had given them all of their favourite songs to sing or because I had done everything differently and freaked everyone out, but because on that night we, as a worship team, allowed room for the Holy Spirit to move in a way that wasn't dictated or even confined by us. We allowed people's hearts to search God out and meet him where they were in their walk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;That night was an example of the effect on God's heart that our worship could have and should have. We as a group of young adults made God smile that night! We fulfilled one of his purposes for our lives!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Romans 12:1 says "And so dear brothers, I plead with you to give your bodies to God. Let them be a living and holy sacrifice--the kind he will accept. When you think of how much he has done for you, is this too much to ask?"(NLT). To me, this does not sound like a comfortable place in which to be. The verse does not say, "offer your minds, or emotions or thoughts," but it does say "offer your bodies." Where in contemporary corporate worship does the congregation have the opportunity to make use of their hands and feet in a worshipful act? When do we let them use their muscles to worship God? Sure, I can hear you saying "I am always down the front jumping around and I raise my hands for the slow songs when I worship." To that I say "It's good to hear that you are that enthusiastic to jump and dance for Jesus, but are you that enthusiastic about humble service? Probably not." When was the last time you were as eager to help your Mum wash the dishes as an act of worship as you are every Sunday (or Friday) night to jump around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now hear what I am saying. DON'T STOP jumping and dancing for Jesus in church, but consider how much more meaningful your worship will be to the Father if it requires humble service in the outside (of church) world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Let me sum this up. Worship as we know it isn't adequate. We neglect God in huge amounts when we limit our corporate worship to singing in church. Why do we do this? To make ourselves comfortable and to be "relevant" to the community around us. God doesn't call for people who are comfortable, He calls for worshippers. Do we honestly dare to think that God cant move in someone's heart as much in a painting as in a song? YES we do; or at least that's how it seems when we don't give Him the opportunity. Let's start branching out in our form/styles of worship and watch as the God we serve smiles on us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Please feel free to make any comments or queries or just let me know where you think I can put this post. My intention for this site is that people will go away thinking and challenged by what they've read and I hope that you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7173843-109124457446880944?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/109124457446880944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=109124457446880944&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/109124457446880944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/109124457446880944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/02/apparently-worship-has-box-of-which-we.html' title='Apparently &quot;Worship&quot; has a Box of which We Need to Think Outside'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-113915631006639219</id><published>2006-02-06T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T00:19:30.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thornlieyouth Calendar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5669/428/1600/Thornlieyouth%20Phoenixfinish3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5669/428/320/Thornlieyouth%20Phoenixfinish3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Thornlieyouth calendar for 1st term 2006. we chose a phoenix because it symbolises the rising out of the ashes that we are going to see happen this year as God really works in our hearts and the hearts of our young guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-113915631006639219?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/113915631006639219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=113915631006639219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/113915631006639219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/113915631006639219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/02/thornlieyouth-calendar.html' title='Thornlieyouth Calendar'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-113872734822833513</id><published>2006-01-31T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T00:10:56.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job: man of....</title><content type='html'>Lately I’ve been reading Philip Yancy's The Bible Jesus Read and though I'm not far into it, I have already been impressed by some of the things he has said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first chapter talks about the Old Testament in general and in essence why it's there and it has some interesting things to say about the character of god as portrayed in the OT. The second chapter is somewhat of a personal commentary to the book of Job. Now I have to say that prior to reading this book I had not read all of Job and it wasn’t high on my "Books-of-the-Bible-that-I-really-badly-want-to-read" list. As I started to read this chapter though, I thought to myself, "Self, you don’t actually know what goes on in Job besides the main gist of the story so you better read it!" So I am and if it weren't for what I'm learning in this book, it would be a hard read. This book however has taught me some things that will help m to understand Job much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was one of those people who always thought and I guess have always been taught that Job is about suffering with a side serving of "oh and Job was faithful." After all, it does contain a lot of suffering, and Job does say some pretty out there things about and toward (mostly toward) God. but what I’ve recently come to realise is that the focus of the book of Job is directed towards Job's faith not his suffering. Can Job Still trust a God who seems to go completely against his Character? Though everything suggests that god has left Job, does he still believe that God is close? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yancy’s book outlines for us that God is NOT who is testing Job; in fact it's Satan testing Job's loyalty to God. Satan believes that Job only loves god, because god has blessed him so richly. he thinks that there is no true loyalty, only loyalty that is maintained with blessings poured upon blessings. {One thing I have only noticed now is that God actually recommends Job to Satan for the tests and trials.} All through Job's discourses, he upholds not only his innocence but also the character of God. For all job knew God was punishing him unjustly but that went against all that job knew about God and who he was (and is)&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised at two things in the book of job, one being job's candour with god, and the other, which was pointed out by Yancy, is the Style in which the book was written. Job reads like a Shakespearean tragedy or a mystery in which the plot of the story is laid out in the first few moments and the rest of the play is spent unraveling it. Think for a moment about this; in the first 2 chapters the whole story is played out; the introduction of job, the "deal" between God and Satan, and the blows to job. chapters 3- 37 are the unraveling of the story, the detective searching out the clues so to speak, where job and his "FRIENDS" argue back and forth over who is right(eous) and chapters 38-41 are God's speech in response. Reading job with this in mind, made the book much easier to read. &lt;br /&gt;"It helps to think of Job as a mystery play, a "whodunit" detective story. We in the audience have showed up early for a press conference [at] which the director explains his work. We learn who did what in the play, and we understand that the personal drama on earth has its origin in a cosmic drama in heaven."&lt;br /&gt;The Bible Jesus Read--Yancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that surprised me about Job is how frank Job was with God. he even insinuates that god turns a blind eye on evil and his back to the Righteous, but then in the same breath, he says that the wicked have no foothold in the world. [Don’t you agree that at times it is easy to think that the wicked get rewarded and the Christians get a tough break? it's good to know that God is interested in us not what we own. I want to be as honest with God as job is]. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I learned from Job? &lt;br /&gt;1. That Job is not a book to quote from to people who feel down to lift their spirits but I’d recommend it to that same person to show them that they can be honest with god about how they're feeling.&lt;br /&gt;2. That the majesty and power of God go far beyond any Human's wildest imagination. We can never know everything that God knows. &lt;br /&gt;3. That sometimes I am a better friend when I am silent than when I speak.&lt;br /&gt;4. That GOD is GOD and will always be GOD. He was he is and will always be. &lt;br /&gt;"There's a Rock that doesn't move, it hasn't moved it will never move, even though the waves come crashing down"&lt;br /&gt;Delirious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's Character never changes. I don’t have to be concerned if he will be different tomorrow than he was today. God is GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. THAT JOB WAS MORE A MAN OF FAITH AND SUBSTANCE, THAN MERELY A MAN OF SUFFERING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Job. You'll learn so much about God, and Job, and yourself, don't think it's outdated, you'll be surprised how little things have changed in the world (and out of it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stunners&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-113872734822833513?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/113872734822833513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=113872734822833513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/113872734822833513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/113872734822833513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/01/job-man-of.html' title='Job: man of....'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-113757661161360637</id><published>2006-01-18T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T11:44:05.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filling you in</title><content type='html'>ok, ok, you win steve. here's the fill in on what's been happening since last post.  where to start? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll work backwards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18th of jan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today mmarks the 20th anniversary of my flamily (including myself) moving to Perth, Western Australia. not that i either had a choice or even remember the move as i was only 14 months old, but if you ask my bro, it's a big deal. &lt;br /&gt;today is also my day off. a good thing. i've been playing around with some photos in Photoshop which you can see on &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stunners/"&gt;flicr&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13th of jan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane flew to thailand on friday and his presence is already being missed by more than just myself. shane is one of the leaders of thornlie youth and my best mate. he is one of those people who everyone can rely on (to be late) and everyone's fiend.. i mean FRIEND. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you in 6 months, shane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15th of jan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parentals came home from their holiday to adelaide and melbourne today. what a pity. i had the run of the house and it was great though tiring. i had people over and parties and dinner with friends and just had a great time while they were gone. i must say though that it's nice to have them back so they can look after me and the house. i would hate to have had to pay bills, or vacuum, mow the lawns or do any responsible stuff like that! and besides where would i find time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st of jan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the next thing i shoud talk about is new years and Christmas. new years eve was good but we missed the count-down Stinking 96fm didnt do one!! either that or  none of the 15-20 people that were at my place heard it!. yeah you heard right. Party at the munyards! it does happen but only when my parents are on the other side of the country. any way back to the countdown issue, we missed it so we made our own. at 00:19.50 we started counting with sparklers in everyone's hand! wait that's everyone's hand BUT mine &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; had an unlit candle (it had been lit but had gone out) so then 10, 9, 8, 7,...3,2,1, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy new year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!! this is the part where i throw up my hands forgetting about the melted runny candle wax and end up with it all over my Shirt, all through my hair and all over the food table lucky most of the food was gone! so a good new years eve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25th of Dec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas day. Last year's christmas day was really quite boring...and i loved every minute of it. we got up late, headed off to my sister's new house hwere had had morning tea and did the presents thing. then we had lunch at our house with just immediate family (inc. Brett) then sat around doing nothing, went to see the house that  Kimberley and brett are building down in SEVILLE GROVE on the way to Uncle Neil and Aunty Gill's to do the present thing again. then to the beach but too cold to swim, then home. for presents i got a tripod and a Car cleaning kit and other stuff which i can seem to remember. i gave mum an electric massager, dad got a bottle of vino, simon got season four of futurama, brett got simpsons season 6 collectors edition, and Kimberley got a Calendar! i know Cheap but thats what she asked for and there was no way i was going into Bras n Things to get her the slippers she wanted!!! there's a line people!! and i aint crossing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24th nov -3rd dec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leavers Chaplaincy Was awesome again this year. we went down margaret river, specifically prevellt caravan park to witness to the leavers and to ensure their safety and well being. as it turns out this was the safest and well beed year yet. i got into a few good conversations about god stuff and one guy whom i'm still in contact with is millimeters off of making a committment. you can see photos of leavers on flicr. see link on sideboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th of nov&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me! turned 21 here you can see photos of my "party" at the South Perth Foreshore on flicr. got my camera and Case, a few vouchers, an Awesome high intensity LED torch and money from rellies. my camera is a fujifil s5600 digital semi SLR with 10x optical zoom and 5.1 megapixel. nice photos come from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's all i can think of right now, i know there was probably more you're wanting to know about like my sister;s wedding but that can wait. i dont think i'll forget that one. also stay tuned to flicr coz i'm hoping to be continually uploading new pics every few days.&lt;br /&gt;see you on the other side. (of what i don't know.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-113757661161360637?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/113757661161360637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=113757661161360637&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/113757661161360637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/113757661161360637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/01/filling-you-in.html' title='Filling you in'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-113689731097431345</id><published>2006-01-10T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T23:24:52.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New photos</title><content type='html'>Hey guys i've just uploaded Bulk photos for youz to peruse so check out the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stunners/"&gt;Flicr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or check out my profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/stunners/"&gt;Profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-113689731097431345?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/113689731097431345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=113689731097431345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/113689731097431345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/113689731097431345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-photos.html' title='New photos'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-112784030886891626</id><published>2005-09-27T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T00:58:28.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>Not that i'd ever gone anywere but you konw the whole not blogging thing...it sort of makes me feel like i'm returning home afetr a long holiday and i just cant wait to sleep in my own bed. &lt;br /&gt;talk ing about bed it's around about 11:46.48 no, 49 no, 50, any way it's about then and 'im just finishing of backing up my CDs to other CDs sothat i can put my CDs away and just listen to CDs. &lt;br /&gt;i guess i should fill you in on how i've been going and stuff hey? ok then since you asked so nicely... &lt;br /&gt;i have been quite well since my last blog in june.i am currently getting over a case of the Flu-meets-viral rash-meets- hacking cough by way of multivitamin pills and other semi -prescription drugs. i feel about 80%. &lt;br /&gt; i have a "new" job **only "new" because it isn't really new anymore** i'm now working part time at Dome coffees in cottesloe claremont and nedlands all of which are managed by the same guy so they're not fighting over me. officially i'm emplyed there as a Barista but i think i'm just the resident all Rounder. it's mostly really fun byt there are a few down moments namely 6:15am starts which are a killer given that i live 30 minutes drive away! but on that side of life, life is good. &lt;br /&gt;Spiritually i'm still just plodding along. i honestly am feeling a bit weary, as much as it pains me to say it. i havent seen a mountaintop in a long time and am beginning to feel the accompanying despair. one thing i know, though and this one thing i hold onto. and that is the assurance that despite where i am god has never left me. he's right here holding my hand and i know that nothing i go throughis beyond me and there is nowhere that i fall that he isnt there to pick me up. &lt;br /&gt;small things encourage me. something that someone wrote in a letter which my pastor read out in church recently really stood out. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CONDEMNED to GRACE.&lt;/span&gt;as i have thought about this thought over the past few days it's beauty has struck me hard. How many times have we heard from the pulpit and from our own mouths that Christians are free from condemnation? let me ask you, Are you free from His Grace? Or do you find your feet running into it's wounded arms at your first indisceretion? since you pledged your life for Christ, ahve you never returned to his feet for forgiveness? or do you find that you are there numerous times  every day. this is what 'im trying to say. Unbelievers are condemned. Believers are condemned. unbelievers are condemned by their sin to eternity in the fires of hell. Believers are condemned by their love to the Grace of God and eternity with him. Does god's love extend even to me? does his Grace reach as far away from him as i am? yes. if grace is not for sinners then for Who? if love not for the unlovely the what good is it? on the other hand if unjustice is not brought to account then where is the power in righteousness? unjustice has been brought to acount. love is for the unlovely, and grace is for sinners. jesus himself said " it is not the healthy who need a doctor but the sick." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no-one is good enough--not even one! For all sin and fall short of god's Standard. like we get paid money for working, our payment for sinning is death! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the FREE gift of god is eternal life through Jesus Christ. there is no amount of good deeds that we can accomplish and no karma that we can accrue that will get us eternal life. in fact the way to eternal life is far simpler than working for it. you see God showed his immense love for us in what seems like a wierd way, he sent his only son, Jesus to live a life like ours and die a death far worse as a substitute for us. so instead of us having to die, Jesus did. istead of us having to pay the price for our sin,HE DID!! all that we have to do is believe it, and ask for God's forgiveness for contuing to live as we please and for turing a blind eye to his free gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you decide that you want to make the choice to ask for god's forgiveness, then all you have to do is say something like this to him: God, I know that I am a sinner. I know that I deserve to go to Hell, but I also know that You died in my place, taking the punishment that I deserved.  I now accept that free gift, the payment for my sins through Your shed blood.  Save me from my sins, and take me to heaven.  Thank you Lord Jesus.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is that easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-112784030886891626?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/112784030886891626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=112784030886891626&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/112784030886891626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/112784030886891626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-111839098264489669</id><published>2005-06-10T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T22:26:21.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Got Heart!!</title><content type='html'>Well state youth Games this year was AWESOME!! And by that i mean really good. First of all, can i say well done to the SYG organising committee for a fantastic weekend, and thank you. Also good on you Pulse the team and Pulse the organisers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binningup youth camp turned it on again for us as we blessed it with our presence. Not only did they give us NEW MATTRESES, but also Hot water and even a real log fire. The breakfast was great and although they were maybe not the best thing to start a full day of sport with, the CHEESE (thanks to Pulse for cutting it) and Ham Toasties Really hit the spot in the morning. THANKS Mr. VB.&lt;br /&gt;I'd also like to thank those that were in my room for not snoring...or farting (too much)...or falling out of bed (the top bunk) five or six times a night. That is really appreciated. The sound of silence was deafening until we were awoken to the peaceful sounds of birds singing sweetly in the trees accompanying the BAGPIPES PLAYING IN OUR EARS TO WAKE US UP!!!!!! (thanks rob).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say once again (just cant hear it enough) that Pulse is the Champion team for 2005! AND we did it without a YP!! &lt;br /&gt;I actually told our senior pastor on the thusday before state youth that we would bring home the trophy! Now, I'm sure many of you said the same thing to someone. The only difference between you guys that said it and myself is that I didnt lie!!!! hehehehehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see pics of state youth games, namely Pulse, then check out the &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/15412996@N00/show"&gt;flicr&lt;/a&gt; link and that will take you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for those of you not in Pulse, there's always next year, to join us so you can be on a winning team!! hehe (my head!! i can feel it Growing!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-111839098264489669?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/111839098264489669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=111839098264489669&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/111839098264489669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/111839098264489669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2005/06/we-got-heart.html' title='We Got Heart!!'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-111658443968374306</id><published>2005-05-20T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T18:20:39.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thornlie.youth UP ya DATE</title><content type='html'>thought i might give you an update on how things are going here.&lt;br /&gt;STILL no youth pastor. but that's not stopping us. we've seen things returning to a little normality this term as our small group is getting back on track, Shane and i decided that we'd run through the small group curriculum by bobo boshers that has been sitting on our shelf for ages. also we have begun to run low-cost outings for our guys and chris and fadi's guys and that has seen them starting to actually come on tuesday nights now! before this term the max number of kids we had at SO? was four. on Tuesday just gone we had 10 and that's all of the guys that we used to have back last year. So we're getting excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our young dolts groups just keep chargin ahead our group (derek and jenny) keeps growing with the inclusion of dandy wolf and morta. matt mort is going to the pulse group. and the othere groups are still growing as well i think. WE HAVE THE BIGGEST SSTATE YOUTH GAMES TEAM this year!!!!! i think just under 100 ppl are comin with and kalamuda is next on like 87 or something. witties is right down in fourth i think. YAY GO US!!! all's crankin ahead in  young dolts and things are winding up in SO? age groups (as opposed to winding down).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's thornlie.youth up till today. we have WATOTO coming here tonight and OH did anyone tell you that we now have three services again!! 9-10.15 (FAMILY SERVICE--same as always) 11-12 (CLASSIC SERVICE-- our "not just for oldies" oldies service,) and the CAFE SERVICE 6.30-8 same as always just better supper now with Gloria jeans coffee and anzac bikkies (gold coin donation) and they all have the same sermon. so we only have to go to one. unless we're really spiritual or sleepy in the morning and need the message aagain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun and satay safe. yes satay safe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-111658443968374306?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/111658443968374306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=111658443968374306&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/111658443968374306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/111658443968374306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2005/05/thornlieyouth-up-ya-date.html' title='thornlie.youth UP ya DATE'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-111658394310598641</id><published>2005-05-20T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T18:12:23.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel naked...</title><content type='html'>i had a hair cut today, the mullet that had begun to make such a proud comeback is gone. chopped off at the roots...almost. i feel cold and naked. excuse me while i close my blinds and hide form the world for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-111658394310598641?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/111658394310598641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=111658394310598641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/111658394310598641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/111658394310598641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-feel-naked.html' title='i feel naked...'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-111305416690406280</id><published>2005-04-09T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T22:51:47.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where does this path lead?</title><content type='html'>tonight i read this passage and i note that it applies to the youth ministry that we dont currently have; it hurts no end to come to that realisation. Our youth ministry, no, God's youth ministry is being hi-jacked: God will forever be behind the wheel, but those leaders that claim to be travelling along with him keep taking over the controls! what is the result? god will take back the controls and get his plan back on track. he will remove the leaders from ministry that have hijacked his plans and he will search out those who stay faithful to his word and to HIM. this could be anyone. we must not think that because we are not in ministry or are no longer in a ministry that God no longer has a use for us. there is one way that we can get back to god's plan for his minstries and that's to get back to god's plans for us and for where he wants us. to repent of where we have been and to turn to him. that's how his ministries work; with people who are devoted to god's plans and let go of what they want for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel 1&lt;br /&gt;1 The word of the LORD that came to Joel son of Pethuel. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Invasion of Locusts&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    2 Hear this, you elders;listen, all who live in the land. Has anything like this ever happened in your days or in the days of your forefathers? 3 Tell it to your children, and let your children tell it to their children, and their children to the next generation. 4 What the locust swarm has left the great locusts have eaten; what the great locusts have left the young locusts have eaten; what the young locusts have left other locusts [a] have eaten.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    5 Wake up, you drunkards, and weep! Wail, all you drinkers of wine; wail because of the new wine, for it has been snatched from your lips. 6 A nation has invaded my land, powerful and without number; it has the teeth of a lion, the fangs of a lioness. 7 It has laid waste my vines and ruined my fig trees. It has stripped off their bark and thrown it away, leaving their branches white. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    8 Mourn like a virgin [b] in sackcloth grieving for the husband [c] of her youth. 9 Grain offerings and drink offerings are cut off from the house of the LORD. The priests are in mourning, those who minister before the LORD . 10 The fields are ruined, the ground is dried up [d] ; the grain is destroyed, the new wine is dried up, the oil fails. 11 Despair, you farmers, wail, you vine growers; grieve for the wheat and the barley, because the harvest of the field is destroyed. 12 The vine is dried up and the fig tree is withered; the pomegranate, the palm and the apple tree- all the trees of the field-are dried up. Surely the joy of mankind is withered away. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Call to Repentance &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    13 Put on sackcloth, O priests, and mourn; wail, you who minister before the altar. Come, spend the night in sackcloth, you who minister before my God; for the grain offerings and drink offerings are withheld from the house of your God. 14 Declare a holy fast; call a sacred assembly. Summon the elders and all who live in the land to the house of the LORD your God, and cry out to the LORD .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    15 Alas for that day! For the day of the LORD is near; it will come like destruction from the Almighty. [e] &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    16 Has not the food been cut off before our very eyes- joy and gladness from the house of our God? 17 The seeds are shriveled beneath the clods. [f] The storehouses are in ruins, the granaries have been broken down, for the grain has dried up. 18 How the cattle moan! The herds mill about because they have no pasture; even the flocks of sheep are suffering. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    19 To you, O LORD , I call, for fire has devoured the open pastures and flames have burned up all the trees of the field. 20 Even the wild animals pant for you; the streams of water have dried up and fire has devoured the open pastures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    (2:12) That is why the lord says, "turn to me now, while there is still time! Give me your hearts. Come with fasting, weeping and mourning. 13 Dont tear your clothing in your grief; instead tear your hearts." Return to the Lord your God, for he is gracious and merciful. He is not easily angered. he is filled with kindness and is eager not to punish you. 14 Who knows? Perhaps even yet he will give you a reprieve, sending you a blessing instead of [a] terrible curse. perhaps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-111305416690406280?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/111305416690406280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=111305416690406280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/111305416690406280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/111305416690406280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2005/04/where-does-this-path-lead.html' title='where does this path lead?'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-110606311605692260</id><published>2005-01-18T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T00:00:27.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the Advice you'll ever need.</title><content type='html'>this post comes to you courtesy of a guy called Peter and the numbers 5 and 5-7. a bit of background: god revealed this verse to me, when i think back now, at a really cruicial time in my life. the time was near to when i was coming to the end of my schooling and was starting to think about what career path i might take. it is true to say that this verse though i didnt know anything of it at the time, has hugely shaped me and caused me to be where i am today--a missionary to my home town of perth through my job at adenture world and through my ministry at thornlie senior high and as a part of the thornlie.youth leadership team. the vers goes like this. &lt;blockquote&gt;You younger men, accept the authority of the elders. And all of you serve each other in humility, for "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;God sets Himself against the proud, but he shows favour to the humble.&lt;/span&gt;"  so humble yourselves under the mighty power of God, and in His good time, he will honour you. Give al your cares and worries to God for He cares about what happens to you.&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"You younger men, accept the authority of the elders."&lt;br /&gt;here's what that verse means for you christians out there. God, in His wisdom, has placed as leaders of your church, "elders," or the leadership. they are there to guide the church in the direction that god is leading them. to do this they ensure they are in close relationship with god and they are always seeking god's will for the people that they lead. now as you will probably know if you have been a christian for a while, or if you have just stuggled like the rest of us, that the will of God is'nt always the easiest thing for you or the thing that you will want to do most. the same goes for His church. the elders of your church are put there by god because they are the ones who are able to make the hard calls when god's will seems hard. you,whether you be young, or just as someone whom god has not appointed to be an elder or in leadership, are commanded by god to humble yourself under these leaders. if you think they have made teh wrong decision on a particular issue, then it is not your job to change their minds, it isnt your job to lead or participate in the rebellion against the feinds. it is your role as a follower of the god you call God, to follow His appointed leaders. for those of you who dont like change for the sake of tradition, remember that change is tradition too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And all of you serve each other in humility, for "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;God sets Himself against the proud, but he shows favour to the humble.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;for the Christian: You may think at this piont that this verse is self-explanatory. it is'nt so much as you think. you see when i came upon this verse i thought the same as you. i thougth that to serve was to be humble, that they were essentially inseparable. but they are not. i do not remen=mber exactly when but it dawned on me that i could be serving for all the wrong reasons. i could be down at the hall every night helping out with anything i could, all for 1) attention, and 2) praise. this shows no humility whatsoever and instead of God recieveing the glory, i would snatch it from him.  YOU CAN SERVE WITHOUT AN OUNCE OF HUMILITY, BUT YOU CANNOT HAVE HUMILITY AND NOT BUST OUT OF YOUR SKIN TO SERVE. God is call ing us to serve in humility. this means forgetting who gets the glory or the praise, it means directing any praise given to you, to god and taking your satisfaction from the fact that god was glorified. you may find that interesting things start happening when you humble yourself. God's word says that He shows favour to the humble, but sets himself against the proud. what this will mean for you as you begin to humble yourself is that you will be blessed by god in the way that is most applicable to you ( remember that god knows you better than you know yourself). do not forget that this willall happen in God's time. you cannot put your own deadlines on Gods timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give al your cares and worries to God for He cares about what happens to you.&lt;br /&gt;to everyone, this is a command that most of us find almost impossible. to give all our worries and cares to god would take all day for some people. for some people it would tke no time at all, because they are relying on themselves to get through and have convinced themselves that they dont have any worries or cares or they feel that real people can or should handle their own problems. What a LIE of the devil!! The only Real person in history, was daily taking his problems, worries and concerns to God because he knew that 1 God Cares and 2 that he can handle it. anything that you can throw at god, he can take, because he is the Creator. he created you and he , like i've already said, knows you better than you know yourself. nothing you could say can surprise him, shock him, he's heard it before and he knows the solution if you're only willing to listen to his answer. like i said earlier, it might not be something that is easy or that you necessarily want to do, but it is the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; solution for you. Giving your worries and cares to god takes a Lot of humility. it takes admitting that you cant control your own life, that god does have control and that you will go god's way. god cares about what happens to you. he doesnt want anything bad to ever happen to AnYONE but because we live in a fallen world, things do happen that he doesnt want.  often things happen to us or to those close to us because god is trying to get our attention. he's saying Hey! look at me! look at how i hurt whe =n you do look at my perfect plan for you! look at me! when you look to god for help, you wont be dissappointed--ever. call out his name. tell him your worries and problems and just watch him melt. feel his love, acceptance, grace, mercy, loyalty, faithfulness, you cant do anything that will make him turn his face. his eye is on you  like a dad delighting in the first steps of his son or daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any typos will be fixed up later. i'm going to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-110606311605692260?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/110606311605692260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=110606311605692260&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/110606311605692260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/110606311605692260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2005/01/all-advice-youll-ever-need.html' title='All the Advice you&apos;ll ever need.'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-110581001133942492</id><published>2005-01-16T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T01:26:51.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the goss on the love of my life.</title><content type='html'>well as you can see i havent posted for a while. i can explain. my life consists of two things at the moment: #1 work. i work at a theme park called Adventure world as mentioned previously and as here in australia and the rest of the southern hemsphere we are experiencing the hieght of summer, i dont get too much time to myself. let me clarify further. theme park+waterslides and pools+height of summer= thousands of people trying to use the waterslides and pools= thousands of hungry people=very busy restaurants and cafes=very busy me. my typical day goes like this. 6.30 get up. 8.30 start work. 7.30 get home&gt;collapse. 11.00 bed. rinse and repeat 9 days straight.  you can see that my day is full and my time for blogging is short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other thing that my life consists of at the moment is furthering my relationship with my Saviour and best friend, God. though this takes the back seat occasionally because of my lack of discipline, it is my life's work. it will never be accomplished until i meet him face to face, and it will never be perfect. i go outside the lines a bit too much but He steadys me and brings me back to safety. i love Him. he is the place that i can run to for safety he is the one i can turn to in trouble and he is the one who loves me more than i do. he created me he breathed life into me... twice! once at birth, and once when he saved me from eternal death. i killed him once or twice or a trillion times but who's counting? not him because i know that his love for me is big enough for my fumbling ways. his forgiveness gives me life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god i love you. i dont think that i coul write this because words cant express. i love you and your patience with me. i love you and your compassion for me . i love you and the mercy that you bestow on me. i love you and the grace you give that i dont geserve. i love you and the way that you bring me back to the safe road. i love you and knowing that you love me too. i love you and helping others to see your love. i love you and the gifts that you've given me though i havent discovered tham all as yet. i love you and the knowledge that i can say that. i love you and the place that you've put me. ilove you and the family you gave me. i love you and the home you provided. i love you and the job that i have where i can proclaim your love. i love you,  god, words cant express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and if you're wondering where i got time to write this, look at what time of the morning i posted it. i should be in bed. i'm going now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-110581001133942492?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/110581001133942492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=110581001133942492&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/110581001133942492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/110581001133942492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2005/01/all-goss-on-love-of-my-life.html' title='All the goss on the love of my life.'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-110580747719790330</id><published>2005-01-15T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T21:34:59.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life in a nutshell</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A big Hi! to all you fellow bloggers, inquisitive others, and those that know me. I haven’t blogged for a long time and I am actually just trying to remember how to make this stuff actually work but here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will have noticed if you have read any of my previous blogs that I am a Christian and a proud one at that. Some have said that God has given me the gift of writing and, while this may be true, I do not find it to be the easiest thing in the world. I think the easiest thing in the world would have to be playing "Minesweeper" on custom mode with 100 squares and only 10 mines--but that's another story altogether. I don’t find writing the easiest thing in the world because it involves putting your thoughts and ideas, your life out there for all to see and judge as they feel is appropriate to them. If, however God has given me a knack for writing, then it would be sinful of me not to use it for its God-intended purpose--His glory. Now, given that my writing is for His glory, then I must be open and honest with you as readers. This is my journey over the past months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may or may not know about my struggles with trusting God. Actually I struggle more with the practical side of trust than the intellectual side. For example, I know that God has the perfect plan for relationships and my life, however I still find myself chasing after things that I know are not in His plan for me. I indulge these thoughts for longer than I know I should because I am not strong enough in my trust to let God do the thinking for me. What I mean to say is that I need to let his plan be sufficient for me and cease my attempts to go my own way. Often I am caught by God going my own way which is in fact the way that Satan paved. Recently, just in the last week I was well down that Satan-paved road. I had long ago passed the towns no the metropolises of wandering eyes and impure thoughts. And had come to a place that I knew all too well before I realized where the signposts were telling me the road was going. Satan has a way of blinding us to the signposts. Thanks go to God for taking my blindfold off. When you are in a place like the one I was in and am ever only a step away from, it becomes incredibly easy to think that God has given up on you and the tragedy is that many people believe it. Imagine for a second what the world would look like if God DID give up on everyone the first time that they stumbled! One word. Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God says in his word the bible, "[I] will &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; leave you..." (Deuteronomy 31:6, 8).&lt;br /&gt;Now, you may not believe a word that the Bible says, you might think that it is all a pile of bull plop imagined by people thousands of years ago. If that's you then let me say from my experience and my life and my journey, that he has never left me, he has never let me down and believe me I’ve let him down!&lt;br /&gt;God will never leave you. He will never let you down despite the number of time you let him down. He will never turn his back, block his ears, shut his mouth, withdraw his touch; he will never leave you. Why would He? You are his Creation. You are his treasure, his child, his pride and joy. You are what He's searching for, 24-7, he has been looking forward to the moment of your birth since infinity-past, he still looks forward to the moment that you take his hand for the first time in trust. He loves you more than anything and wants only the very best for you. His one desire is that you love him back.&lt;br /&gt;You may think right now that you are too far-gone for God to love you, that you just done too much wrong and that the best you can hope for is mediocre. Have you heard that Jesus, (God's son) died for you? Think about that just for a second-- God, infinite, all knowing, all powerful, created-the-universe, God, sends His son from Heaven to earth, to live with us, to help and heal us, to love us like we've never known, to be killed by us, all for us. If you were the only one on earth the whole earth was yours, then god would still have sent Jesus for &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;. He still would have loved &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; healed and helped &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt; would have been the one to turn against him;&lt;br /&gt;you would have been the one to hammer those nails through his wrists and feet. &lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt; would have killed him. But He would still have loved you, shown you grace and mercy. {Grace=being given something you don’t deserve--forgiveness and love, eternal life}{Mercy=not being given something that you do deserve--hell}. BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of this story is that the story doesnt end when the Hero dies.  Jesus didnt just die for you but he came back to life (a fact witnessed by over five hundred people) and lived for forty days before he ascended to Heaven. this is where your new life comes in.  because Jesus died and then came back to life three days later, death's hold on humanity was and is still broken and, as a result of death having no hold on us and God's grace in allowing us to be forgiven we now have the opportunity to live forever.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is holding his hand out to you right now. In his hand are things so wonderful that words have not been invented that can describe them. They are things such as love that cannot be earned and cannot be stopped, forgiveness that is so unmerited and yet so free flowing, life that can only be given by the one who conquered it (who is also the one who created it) life that is blessed with the peace and security that cannot be found anywhere in the world, life that is never ending. All that he wants you to do is to take that hand and hold on tight. The ride will be hard at times, and you may fee like giving up. You may see the road that leads to hell and be seduced by it's "luxury" but hold onto that hand of god tightly and you will never come to harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you choose not to take his hand now, then he will still be there right beside you gently urging you to. Let me tell you one thing though before you choose this road. You may think that you can get through this life without Jesus in your life and you can die at the end of your life and say "see I did it" but this life doesn’t last for eternity. It is only temporary. Heaven is eternal and hell is eternal. Here’s a hint choose heaven. Now. You might die tomorrow having never made this decision and wind up in hell.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-110580747719790330?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/110580747719790330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=110580747719790330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/110580747719790330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/110580747719790330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2005/01/life-in-nutshell.html' title='life in a nutshell'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-109939328272350327</id><published>2004-11-02T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T19:15:33.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life is an Adventure...World.</title><content type='html'>I just want to put out a big HEY to every one who reads this blogspot. Thanks for visiting and reading and stuffing your eyes up from looking at a computer screen too long! I hope you have all been challenged and provoked to thinking long after you have moved on from this site. I also want to just encourage you to keep visiting this site because I have two or three posts that are almost done that I think you might enjoy. Two of them are really messing me up which is why they're taking so long so I’m pretty sure they'll mess you up too as you read them.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thanks for visiting and sorry about the delay between blogs&lt;br /&gt;Mullet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-109939328272350327?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/109939328272350327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=109939328272350327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/109939328272350327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/109939328272350327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-life-is-adventureworld.html' title='My Life is an Adventure...World.'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-109187725471368729</id><published>2004-08-07T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T17:51:38.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women In Leadership?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.relevantmagazine.com/article.php?sid=4143"&gt;http://www.relevantmagazine.com/article.php?sid=4143&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys my Missionary Mate Tom (see link on side bar) sent me this link for you all to have a read. It has some interesting pionts, but remember to read it and weigh it up with God-inspired Scripture not just what some guy says that you think makes sense. I also STRONGLY Urge you to spend some time reading and thinking about the comments to this article. You will find some very wise words in them if you allow God to open your mind and heart and you read them oblectively. Further, read your Bible on the matter, do some research, and PRAY!! God will reveal to you what HIS intentions were for women in ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-109187725471368729?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/109187725471368729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=109187725471368729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/109187725471368729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/109187725471368729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2004/08/women-in-leadership.html' title='Women In Leadership?'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-108783592449372224</id><published>2004-06-22T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T11:27:34.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Predicament of Pride</title><content type='html'>Tonight as my mate Shane and I were visiting the church just to pick up a book from our office and to investigate a light that had been left on, we discovered a young man lying down to sleep on the front porch. Having access to the church after hours, and knowing that we could do something for him, we went to our office, and got a blanket for him and offered to buy him some food. He took the blanket but denied any further help, so we went back to our office and Shane being the servant hearted man that he is, refused to leave it there. He called our youth pastor, whose house we had just left, and talked about something else we could do for him, and from that, we then offered him the opportunity to sleep inside the church offices. He again declined but he took the pillows that we gave him. We then offered accommodation again which he again refused so we went and bought him a ham and salad roll and a couple of bottles of water from the petrol station across the road, which he refused but we left it by him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I called this post "The Predicament of Pride" is that that guy was quite obviously in need. He was sleeping outside on a wet night with no bedding and a high possibility that he had had no food recently. We come along, offering everything that this guy needs for the night, accommodation, bedding, food, warmth... And because of the pride that every human has inside of him he refused it! Why is it that when we are already so low that we need to sleep on a cement floor outside at night, that we still refuse to accept help from someone who is genuinely offering it? What is it about us that says "we'll be right," when we aren't? Doesn't it make more sense for us to accept the help that is offered us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's this aspect of  humanity that reminds me of the world's attitude towards Jesus. He gave the greatest gift that anyone could ever give--LIFE. But the world rejected it then and still rejects it now because they cannot swallow their pride and accept the help that He offers. We, even a Christians, reject Jesus' help in the everyday. By thinking that we can handle life as it is, by refusing to allow him to take control in every area of our lives. We even reject him when we have a less than godly view of ourselves. It seems hard to believe, but when Jesus saves us by his grace, He views us then as he views his Son Jesus--with unending, undying, infinite amounts of love. When we tell him that his love isn't good enough by having a low self esteem, we effectively tell him that our love is better than his, that we know more about us than he does, and his love isn't worth anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to treat your Saviour and your Creator and your King the way he deserves? Are you going to accept the help that He is offering you right now? Are you going to let Him change your life? Are you going to treat yourself the way he treats you? Are you going to allow him to take total control of your life and let him mould your life into what it could really be? &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;                                     &lt;strong&gt; or&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you take control of your life and end up out in the cold sleeping on the street (physically AND spiritually)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-108783592449372224?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/108783592449372224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=108783592449372224&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/108783592449372224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/108783592449372224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2004/06/predicament-of-pride.html' title='The Predicament of Pride'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-108770337526973747</id><published>2004-06-20T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T11:49:35.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Follow-up Blog</title><content type='html'>Well last night wasn't AS bad as I thought it would be. (see prev. post) Thank goodness. I got stuck on what became known as "the Kiddie Table" but I didn't think that was too bad coz the youngest person on it is only a few years younger than myself, and we're all good friends anyway! So I didn't think that was sooo bad as some of the other people did! There were only two speeches that were of any decent length which was good and they were interesting enough to sit through. The band was good and the food was good and the atmosphere was good but I seriously didn't know half the people that were there! All in all I'd give it a 7/10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-108770337526973747?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/108770337526973747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=108770337526973747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/108770337526973747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/108770337526973747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2004/06/follow-up-blog.html' title='The Follow-up Blog'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-108763965457506111</id><published>2004-06-19T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T18:07:34.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Emotions</title><content type='html'>tonight i'm going out to my school's 20th anniversary dinner at some nice restaurant in perth, and i know that there's going to be a stack of old teachers pinching my cheeks and telling embarrassing stories of how i always used to get in trouble for doing absolutely NO work (though nothing's changed!. i'm not sure exactly how i feel about the night. i know if ANY of the above occurs it's gonna make the night suck but i am also excited about being a part of such an event. (this is a big thing for such a small skool as mine was.)&lt;br /&gt;any way i now have to go or i'll be late and/or miss out on a good parking spot so i'll give you a full report tomorrow. see ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-108763965457506111?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/108763965457506111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=108763965457506111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/108763965457506111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/108763965457506111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2004/06/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed Emotions'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-108748088030568459</id><published>2004-06-17T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T22:01:20.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the Gospel Really About???</title><content type='html'>Talking with a friend the other day caused me to re-evaluate some of the "Biblical" truths that I had been taught since I was a youngster (not that I'm not young now!!).&lt;br /&gt;One of these "truths," is that the Gospel is about the life death and resurrection of Jesus and his taking the sin of the proverbial world on his perfectly sinless shoulders, and the rest of the New Testament focuses around that.&lt;br /&gt;let me offer you another explanation of what the Gospel is all about. The gospel is actually all about the revelation of God's character to us. It's about his unending eternal infinite love his amazing grace, his tender mercy, his passionate compassion. The gospel is about God. &lt;br /&gt;Now don't think for a second that I am attempting to diminish the meaning, significance or the necessity of the Cross and the empty grave that held (temporarily) a sinless, faultless man, because these are the cornerstones of the Christian faith and I believe in them with all of my heart. But these are a means to an end. The Cross and the 'salvation story,' are tools that God uses to communicate just HOW MUCH he actually loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;em&gt;"For God &lt;strong&gt;so loved &lt;/strong&gt;the world that he gave his &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; Son, that &lt;strong&gt;whoever&lt;/strong&gt; believes in &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt; should not perish but have eternal life." John 3:16&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's love is what the Gospel is about, so let's stop focusing only on the Death and Resurrection of Jesus, and get back to focusing on the God behind it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-108748088030568459?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/108748088030568459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=108748088030568459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/108748088030568459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/108748088030568459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-is-gospel-really-about.html' title='What is the Gospel Really About???'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-108747863938913509</id><published>2004-06-17T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T21:32:47.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's got the whole world...</title><content type='html'>I was taking to  girl in year 11 who has recently become a Christian, at the local high school today and she was telling me how, on the day that she became a Christian, there were several things that were going on in her life that she felt were overwhelming her and she was contemplating suicide. So I began to encourage her and just give her some examples from my life and faith, and some godly principles that could help her in her newly established walk with God. &lt;br /&gt;As far as I know, that girl walked out of that room into her school again, feeling encouraged, even if only slightly.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't till I was having my quiet time in the new prayer room back at my office that the children's song came to my head, "He's Got the Whole World in His Hands," and then and only then did that song strike me with the full significance of its lyrics. God truly does have the whole world in His hands. Even people who don't as yet know God and only have some idea that something is out there, He has them in His hands, protecting them and guiding them and leading them to a place of safety and comfort in Him.&lt;br /&gt;I truly feel that God lead her to that room that day so that she could know that God and other people cares and genuinely loves and wants the best for &lt;em&gt;HER&lt;/em&gt;. That girl needed that message that day or she might have run out of time to hear it. God in His amazing way is not only the Saviour of that girl's soul, He is the Saviour of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jeremiah 29:12-13 "In those days when you pray, I &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; listen. If you look for me in &lt;em&gt;earnest&lt;/em&gt;, you &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; find me when you seek me. I &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; be found by  you," says the &lt;strong&gt;LORD&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-108747863938913509?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/108747863938913509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=108747863938913509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/108747863938913509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/108747863938913509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2004/06/hes-got-whole-world.html' title='He&apos;s got the whole world...'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-108720567404781267</id><published>2004-06-14T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T23:24:46.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Jesus means to me.:</title><content type='html'>If I were ever asked, "what does Jesus mean to you and why," I'd like to think that I had an answer ready. So this is it (at this point in my life). &lt;br /&gt;To me Jesus is not just my Saviour but someone to whom I can turn when I need help and am stuggling with stuff. He isn't some abstract thought in my head that writes all of life's rules and stops me from doing the things that I enjoy most. In fact he is quite the opposite. You see, the things that I enjoy doing the most are the things that he wants me to do. How do I know this, He told me in his word, the Bible. I love showing people who God is and how much He wants to change their life if they let him.&lt;br /&gt;All God wants to do is to love you and have you love Him in return. And everyone knows that someone who loves you wants the best for you. God even says in the bible that &lt;blockquote&gt;"[he] knows the plans he has for you, and they are plans to prosper you and not to harm you;  plans to give you a future and a hope." Jeremiah 29:11  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you give God the opportunity to change your life? It's your call.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-108720567404781267?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/108720567404781267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=108720567404781267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/108720567404781267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/108720567404781267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-jesus-means-to-me.html' title='What Jesus means to me.:'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7173843.post-108669154684779923</id><published>2004-06-08T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T18:45:46.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this thing on??</title><content type='html'>uh, hello, i guess it works then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7173843-108669154684779923?l=munnayard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/feeds/108669154684779923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7173843&amp;postID=108669154684779923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/108669154684779923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7173843/posts/default/108669154684779923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://munnayard.blogspot.com/2004/06/is-this-thing-on.html' title='Is this thing on??'/><author><name>Servant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866029003620047893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1031/827811296_b4461f4eb5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
