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Web Log 35

= Friday, August 29

What is wrong with me? Do I have to wait for a hurting world to cry out in desperation before I let myself open my mouth and tell of what Christ has done for me. Am I ashamed? Ashamed of the Gospel? Ashamed to tell people that I have been forgiven, that I have found life and joy? Am I afraid?

= Wednesday, August 27

> The reason man was created in the beginning and the reason the church is being recreated in the end is for the worship of God. Missions, therefore, is neither God's primary end nor the primary end of the church. It is a means to the primary end of worship. Missions exists because worship does not. There will be no mission in the age to come. Worship will be our life. Missions is not our ultimate goal. It is a means to our Goal. -- /John Piper/

I found the little booklet that we used for devotionals durring this years MexicoCity campain. It has a lot of really random notes that I have gone back and filled in two days in WebLog30 and four days in WebLog31 that had stuff that didn't make it into what I already remembered.

= Monday, August 25

TheTwoTowers dvd arrived today and any hope of getting work done tonight after bible study went out in the UPS truck.

= Sunday, August 24

I just made myself a hot chai, but forgot to leave room for the expresso whipped cream on top, so it melted all over. Ya, I'm bright like that.

Other than the current mess, it's been a great sunday. The sermon today was supplated by testimonies from the youth we took to camp last week. If I wasn't so bussy yawning I'd have been crying -- the testimonies of what God has done are nothing short of amazing. Every kid shared, most of them different things in each service. Was the trip worth it? I'd say so.

It's good to realize a little bit about home. Home is where family is - and family is the body of Christ. It wasn't until this afternoon that Ouray started to feel like home again and it's because of the time spent in fellowship with the familiy of God. Ouray isn't home - Ouray is /out there/ - a mission field, not a place to just chill.

Our session voted to officially hire Rachel as a youth ministry assistant this afternoon, and answer to over a year of praying on my part, not to mention everybody else who has desired something like this. I had a great talk with one of the session members this afternoon about the feeling I and others have had that this town and our church is on the edge of a breakthrough. There is a feeling of great potential and God starting to move in some new ways and I'm excited to see where it may carry us. If only there was a way to speed it along!

> Great are the works of the LORD
> Glorious and majestic are his deeds,
> and his righteousness endures forever.
> He has caused his wonders to be remembered;
> the LORD is gracious and compassionate.
> He remembers his covenant forever.
> He has shown his people the power of his works,
> The works of his hands are faithful and just;
> all his precepts are trustworthy.
> They are steadfast for ever and ever,
> done in faithfulness and uprightness.
> He provided redemption for his people;
> he ordained his covenant forever-
> holy and awesome is his name.
> The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom;
> all who follow his precepts have good understanding.
> To him belongs eternal praise.
> /extracts from Psalm 11/

Also today, we had our first missions work party.

Finished the weblog for the rest of the MexicoCity trip.

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I used to keep a blog. Back then it was called a weblog; shows my age I guess. Then, in 2006, I left the country and my weblog got very quiet. Actually, it went silent. I no longer knew what I could and could not say. I was busy learning a new language and a new culture.

However, something in me has always missed the venue for words.

In the past five years the times have changed. Shortly after I left off weblogging, blogging suddenly became popular. Then social networking was born and made it's bid to take over the world. I've kept up with the times and have accounts on all the right networks. However the stream-of-consciousness style of communication that defines the social web often leaves me with a nagging feeling that something is missing. I believe that words are powerful, particularly written words. They are to be used to a purpose -- crafted one by one. The tattered rags that of words that have been fed through the social media blender resemble fine art in the same way that hot dogs resemble good steak.

While I will still keep a separate personal website, I am done making appologies for it being a cluttered mess. It was always intended as a dumping ground for a hundred shades of work, play and experience.

I have felt for a long time that I wanted to keep a more focused collection of thoughts about how God is shaping me. I intend this site to be dedicated to that end.

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