<?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-7777571958927059274</id><updated>2011-10-22T03:44:50.448+10:30</updated><title type='text'>John's Road</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsroad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777571958927059274/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsroad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>John M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16675038914548278812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhDisdlIV8Y/TawQzKLO_AI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9PTl5n6DsBc/s220/Me3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777571958927059274.post-1284784345516985481</id><published>2011-04-20T10:31:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2011-04-20T11:12:43.399+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Who did Jesus tell us to invite to dinner?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Read from the beginning of Luke 14 to see the full context&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke 14:12-14 &amp;amp; 21-23 NIV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25566" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; Then Jesus said to his host, &lt;span class="woj"&gt;“When you give a luncheon or dinner, do not invite your friends, your brothers or sisters, your relatives, or your rich neighbors; if you do, they may invite you back and so you will be repaid.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25567" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; But when you give a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, the blind,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25568" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; and you will be blessed. Although they cannot repay you, you will be repaid at the resurrection of the righteous.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(skipping down to vs21 same time but Jesus telling a story)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25575" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt; “The servant came back and reported this to his master. Then the owner of the house became angry and ordered his servant, ‘Go out quickly into the streets and alleys of the town and bring in the poor, the crippled, the blind and the lame.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25576" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt; “‘Sir,’ the servant said, ‘what you ordered has been done, but there is still room.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25577" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt; “Then the master told his servant, ‘Go out to the roads and country lanes and compel them to come in, so that my house will be full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How is it that it is often the poor, the crippled, the blind and the lame who are often the forgotten in our Churches yet Jesus calls us to be inviting them to our feasts? When was the last time you ate with a person who has a disability or homeless or poor or disadvantaged or disconnected?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can our churches be much better at connecting with people with disabilities and those who are disadvantaged and disconnected in our communities?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out this video from &lt;a href="http://www.cbm.org.au/content/what-we-do/luke-14"&gt;CBM's Luke 14&lt;/a&gt; initiative&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 272px; width: 480px" width="480" height="272"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jlJWUGc9j0M?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jlJWUGc9j0M?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="480" height="272"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777571958927059274-1284784345516985481?l=johnsroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1284784345516985481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7777571958927059274&amp;postID=1284784345516985481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777571958927059274/posts/default/1284784345516985481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777571958927059274/posts/default/1284784345516985481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsroad.blogspot.com/2011/04/who-did-jesus-tell-us-to-invite-to.html' title='Who did Jesus tell us to invite to dinner?'/><author><name>John M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16675038914548278812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhDisdlIV8Y/TawQzKLO_AI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9PTl5n6DsBc/s220/Me3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777571958927059274.post-3541722103156835003</id><published>2011-04-18T20:47:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2011-04-18T21:05:10.572+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Faith in Action</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matthew 25:31-46&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24040" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt; “When the Son of Man comes in his glory, and all the angels with him, he will sit on his glorious throne.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24041" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;32&lt;/sup&gt; All the nations will be gathered before him, and he will separate the people one from another as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24042" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;33&lt;/sup&gt; He will put the sheep on his right and the goats on his left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24043" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;34&lt;/sup&gt; “Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24044" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;35&lt;/sup&gt; For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24045" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;36&lt;/sup&gt; I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24046" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;37&lt;/sup&gt; “Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24047" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;38&lt;/sup&gt; When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24048" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;39&lt;/sup&gt; When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24049" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;40&lt;/sup&gt; “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24050" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;41&lt;/sup&gt; “Then he will say to those on his left, ‘Depart from me, you who are cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24051" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;42&lt;/sup&gt; For I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me nothing to drink,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24052" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;43&lt;/sup&gt; I was a stranger and you did not invite me in, I needed clothes and you did not clothe me, I was sick and in prison and you did not look after me.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24053" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;44&lt;/sup&gt; “They also will answer, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or needing clothes or sick or in prison, and did not help you?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24054" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;45&lt;/sup&gt; “He will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24055" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;46&lt;/sup&gt; “Then they will go away to eternal punishment, but the righteous to eternal life.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I notice about this passage is that there is no mention of believing in a doctrine, or placing your faith in someone or something. And I am not saying I do not believe in being saved by grace through faith in Jesus, but that since our works are the proof of that faith then if we truly are saved by faith is it not the works of this passage that show our true faith by which we are saved. Feeding the hungry, giving a drink to the thirsty, befriending a stranger, clothing those in need, looking after the sick and visiting those in prison are not things to do to enter the kingdom like a check list of a test. They are the acts of a disciple of Jesus whose heart beats in sync with God's and cannot help but act.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777571958927059274-3541722103156835003?l=johnsroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3541722103156835003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7777571958927059274&amp;postID=3541722103156835003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777571958927059274/posts/default/3541722103156835003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777571958927059274/posts/default/3541722103156835003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsroad.blogspot.com/2011/04/faith-in-action.html' title='Faith in Action'/><author><name>John M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16675038914548278812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhDisdlIV8Y/TawQzKLO_AI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9PTl5n6DsBc/s220/Me3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777571958927059274.post-1896075772205786169</id><published>2011-04-18T20:13:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2011-04-18T20:40:53.456+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Help us oh God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amos 5:21-24 NIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-22445" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt; “I hate, I despise your religious festivals;&lt;br /&gt;   your assemblies are a stench to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-22446" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt; Even though you bring me burnt offerings and grain offerings,&lt;br /&gt;   I will not accept them.&lt;br /&gt;Though you bring choice fellowship offerings,&lt;br /&gt;   I will have no regard for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-22447" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt; Away with the noise of your songs!&lt;br /&gt;   I will not listen to the music of your harps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-22448" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt; But let justice roll on like a river,&lt;br /&gt;   righteousness like a never-failing stream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am convinced more and more that God is not impressed with our songs, our liturgy, our lip service. But that His heart burns for those affected by injustice. I am convinced that God is not impressed with our inaction, our ignorance, our heartless giving, our tick box living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will our hearts too burn with anger at injustice in this world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will we wake up from our slumber of apathy and realise we have been missing the heart beat of our God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will our lives reflect that of Jesus?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The man who had no place to lay his own head and called us to feed the hungry, clothe the naked, visit the prisoner, look after the widow and the orphan, to love our enemy, to love God and make disciples for this kingdom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will our churches become people of "do" instead of people of "don't"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Help us oh God to have hearts like yours and to live the lives you have called us to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777571958927059274-1896075772205786169?l=johnsroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsroad.blogspot.com/feeds/1896075772205786169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7777571958927059274&amp;postID=1896075772205786169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777571958927059274/posts/default/1896075772205786169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777571958927059274/posts/default/1896075772205786169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsroad.blogspot.com/2011/04/help-us-oh-god.html' title='Help us oh God'/><author><name>John M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16675038914548278812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhDisdlIV8Y/TawQzKLO_AI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9PTl5n6DsBc/s220/Me3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777571958927059274.post-7636082682522660839</id><published>2011-03-20T23:26:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2011-03-20T23:55:31.899+10:30</updated><title type='text'>What is written</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Who will read what I have written?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Who will see what it is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Will it mean anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Words will come and words will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The question is will they flow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Or will the sentence stop mid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The life we live has been foreseen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The love we give will change our being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If all things stopped would my heart still be beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If he is here is there still meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When does this happen that everything changes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;How will it be when I have written those pages?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Will life be turned upside down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Or will it be spun around and around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;How many questions will then I be asked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;How far away is this task?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Is life still worth living if it comes to an end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Or will there be an encore with a friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;How many days till you are there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Standing in my way with this stare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My eyes look away it's all too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;All I really want is your touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I walk this road that bears my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'll follow you bearing no shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Your love awakens me to the world I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It seems so big but to you just a pea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Your grace it has captured my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;An filled this heart now made whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The whole world is sitting in your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;but where do I sit in your plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Is there a way that I can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;the next step that is in front of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I shuffle my feet off the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;stumbling along the ledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Will I jump or walk away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Is it this question that I face today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777571958927059274-7636082682522660839?l=johnsroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7636082682522660839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7777571958927059274&amp;postID=7636082682522660839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777571958927059274/posts/default/7636082682522660839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777571958927059274/posts/default/7636082682522660839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsroad.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-written.html' title='What is written'/><author><name>John M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16675038914548278812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhDisdlIV8Y/TawQzKLO_AI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9PTl5n6DsBc/s220/Me3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777571958927059274.post-7143204041564399500</id><published>2009-05-25T23:03:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:02:52.395+09:30</updated><title type='text'>New Life</title><content type='html'>New life&lt;br /&gt;Knowing Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Serving Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Glowing Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Hope in Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Healing in Jesus&lt;br /&gt;In the love of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Following Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Allowing Jesus to love and change you&lt;br /&gt;Joy in Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Faith in Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Faith of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Peace of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Speak in Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Speak of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Disciplined in Jesus&lt;br /&gt;An heir with Jesus&lt;br /&gt;in Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go, stand in the temple courts," he said, "and tell the people the full message of this new life." Acts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were therefore buried with him through baptism into death in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, we too may live a new life. Romans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, by dying to what once bound us, we have been released from the law so that we serve in the new way of the Spirit, and not in the old way of the written code. Romans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come! Corinthians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither circumcision nor uncircumcision means anything; what counts is a new creation. Galatians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were taught, with regard to your former way of life, to put off your old self, which is being corrupted by its deceitful desires; to be made new in the attitude of your minds; and to put on the new self, created to be like God in true righteousness and holiness. Ephesians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not lie to each other, since you have taken off your old self with its practices and have put on the new self, which is being renewed in knowledge in the image of its Creator. Here there is no Greek or Jew, circumcised or uncircumcised, barbarian, Scythian, slave or free, but Christ is all, and is in all. Colossians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, and into an inheritance that can never perish, spoil or fade—kept in heaven for you... 1Peter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who was seated on the throne said, "I am making everything new!" Revelation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777571958927059274-7143204041564399500?l=johnsroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsroad.blogspot.com/feeds/7143204041564399500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7777571958927059274&amp;postID=7143204041564399500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777571958927059274/posts/default/7143204041564399500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777571958927059274/posts/default/7143204041564399500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnsroad.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-life.html' title='New Life'/><author><name>John M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16675038914548278812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhDisdlIV8Y/TawQzKLO_AI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9PTl5n6DsBc/s220/Me3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7777571958927059274.post-6594690873284599519</id><published>2009-05-13T18:08:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:26:43.316+09:30</updated><title type='text'>Expect</title><content type='html'>Expectations&lt;br /&gt;Expectations mean trying to be someone you are not&lt;br /&gt;Expectations mean being stuck with who you have been instead of who you want to be&lt;br /&gt;Expectations mean setting yourself goals to reach for&lt;br /&gt;Expectations suck&lt;br /&gt;Expectations are helpful&lt;br /&gt;Expectations don't make sense from your perspective&lt;br /&gt;Expectations show what you think is important&lt;br /&gt;Expectations allow for disappointments&lt;br /&gt;Expectations are used to control&lt;br /&gt;Expectations bring clarity&lt;br /&gt;Expectations what are your Expectations?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777571958927059274-6594690873284599519?l=johnsroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6594690873284599519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7777571958927059274&amp;postID=6594690873284599519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777571958927059274/posts/default/6594690873284599519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777571958927059274/posts/default/6594690873284599519'/><link 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has an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters God isn't rational, does ridiculous things, and gives way more questions than answers, of which our answers are often totally inadequate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7777571958927059274-8896892191932374508?l=johnsroad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnsroad.blogspot.com/feeds/8896892191932374508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7777571958927059274&amp;postID=8896892191932374508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7777571958927059274/posts/default/8896892191932374508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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