<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-6445763478106305793</id><updated>2024-08-28T16:51:51.078+02:00</updated><category term="#relationship"/><category term="#community"/><category term="#prayers"/><category term="#trust"/><category term="#Church"/><category term="#change"/><category term="#love"/><category term="#mission"/><category term="#Kingdom"/><category term="#discipleship"/><category term="#mystory"/><category term="#vulnerable"/><category term="#Vietnam"/><category term="#poem"/><category term="#Namibia"/><category term="#Omni"/><category term="#Purpose"/><category term="#Teleology"/><category term="#baptism"/><category term="#blessings"/><category term="#family"/><category term="#gkafee"/><category term="#intimacy"/><category term="#people"/><category term="#trek"/><category term="#wedding"/><category term="#witness"/><title type='text'>Through the Eyes of a Servant</title><subtitle type='html'>Kingdom Journalist | New Human | Servant</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445763478106305793/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445763478106305793/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06120593428299220296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445763478106305793.post-8108822406970873231</id><published>2014-07-19T18:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2014-07-19T19:05:26.782+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="#Church"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="#Purpose"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="#Teleology"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="#Vietnam"/><title type='text'>Purpose and Design - Objective Truths to Encourage With</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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My investigation, into the purposed function of the Christian faith in our day and age, has me traveling all over. Previously, in the Netherlands, the believers greatly encouraged me in my efforts to travel, share, and learn about the reality and relevance of Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I set off for Vietnam, and have been living and working here for more than four months. At the least it brought me to appreciate the abundant luxuries and numerous blessings I grew up with. Surrounded by godlessness, my current reflections relate to my growing knowledge and understanding of the purpose of life, and, a life of purpose. Teleology, the belief that purpose and design are a part of and apparent in nature, is a great help in coping with the frustrations of a fallen world.&lt;br /&gt;
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When striking out to be a bearer of truth, opposition will never be far off, ready to counter your every move. As fellow believers we can encourage and cheer each other on, on the journey of revealing the truth to the world. This is one of the things I have found that the global Church has been purposed for today. I&#39;d like to share an experience of this.&lt;br /&gt;
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As we raised our mugs of Czech beer to celebrate unity, my newfound friends and I jumped at the chance to talk about living as a foreigner. These two bright-eyed Americans were answers to my prayers for intellectual stimulation, one a medical student and the other a well read businessman. &lt;br /&gt;
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From our evaluations we noted that the Asian society have not been exposed to Christian morals or ethics, leaving much need for redemption. Affairs in Vietnam centre around fulfilling basic needs, one of which is gaining status at all cost, but without losing face. Put bluntly: lying, cheating, or stealing is overlooked, as long as you don&#39;t get caught - and if you do, have a envelope ready. This type of corruption, where rules and regulations are blatantly ignored if it suits the situation, is largely expected. All forms of boundaries are bended or reshaped for personal gain. Two steps forward and three steps back on the cultivation road if you asked me. The conduct seem to highlight the results of a godless society, and the wide acknowledgement that it is a result of a lack of choice exposes the need to knowing the truth and be set free by it.&lt;br /&gt;
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My American friend finds himself in this business and political atmosphere. Ironically actually, for not only is he set on practising business affairs with honesty and integrity, but his passion lies towards justice and equality. &amp;nbsp;&quot;&lt;i&gt;Do to others what you would have them do to you&lt;/i&gt;&quot; eccos straight through every aspect of life. The things that impassions you will lead you to the heart of the brokenness of that very thing, requiring of you to shine the light of truth on it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Of this my friend told of some tough times. Lack of critical thinking or critical questioning as a means of improvement results in blind mindless conduct. In business, though, they uncannily defraud and shamelessly corrupt affairs, for personal gain, regardless of the &lt;i&gt;moral &lt;/i&gt;cost.&lt;br /&gt;
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When asked whether he liked living and serving in Vietnam, since he has lived here for 5 years, he hesitantly replied &quot;Sometimes&quot;. Propelled by his passion, his path will continue to meet opposition, purposed to have the truth be proclaimed. Unarmed and vulnerable he will need to continue to trust in the Creator and Purposer of all life.&lt;br /&gt;
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And so should we. His burden is one of love, and his purpose is one of divine revelation. One in a million, in this part of the world at least, but one nonetheless. At this I understood something of shared burdens. His burden and passion have different expressions than mine, but the force that drives it is the same. As fellow Christians, we could listen and encourage him in that moment, as an act of acknowledgement that his love for God propels his life forward. In that moment of shared love for our King and Creator, we all acted according to the designed purpose and divine revelation.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; widows: 2;&quot;&gt;I joined a Vietnamese club during week one, but I arranged with the tutor, Jim&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; widows: 2;&quot;&gt;(not his real name)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; widows: 2;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;that I will keep in touch about further attendance.&amp;nbsp;For two weeks I could not go, so I felt&amp;nbsp;convicted on&amp;nbsp;the third week. Just because of the relationship with the unbelievers, and their knowledge of my faith. I did not hide my convictions, and expected continued difference&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; widows: 2;&quot;&gt;(Notice: The Vietnamese do things according to their felt needs. If it does not fit their schedule to attend a social club, it is fine just to stay away without notice. They also don&#39;t believe in being good, for no good comes from being good.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; widows: 2;&quot;&gt;. I just felt it rude not to make arrangements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; widows: 2;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; widows: 2;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;That Thursday I cycled the 5km to the Café in&amp;nbsp;pouring&amp;nbsp;rain. More than soaked, I was also convinced of not needing&amp;nbsp;Vietnamese classes. I&#39;m only staying a year, and my&amp;nbsp;housemates&amp;nbsp;can teach me. Anyway, I don&#39;t like cycling alone at&amp;nbsp;night, or breaking down and having trouble&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; widows: 2;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;(Ironically, my bike&#39;s chain broke on the way back, so I had to walk the 5km home at 21:00 at night. I thank God for my&amp;nbsp;housemate&amp;nbsp;who came to pick me up).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But, on arrival, Jim was waiting at the door. I explained that I would not stay nor continue to attend the club. Some evenings my friend who attended the club only came home at 23:00, a time I did not feel comfortable with when driving alone. But, I felt it necessary to come to talk with him in person to&amp;nbsp;apologize.&amp;nbsp;Astonished he asked me about the reasons I would go to such lengths and discomfort. Why I would come at night, and in the rain, if this is the main objection.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was then I realized that God truly changes the way we think. I told him that as a child of God, and follower of Jesus, relationships are very important to me. That it is not my needs that dictate what I do or how I act. That people are not just things or means to ends, they are all individuals and that we as children of God believe that God has personal relationship with each. And because God has relationship with me, loves me, I can love others.&amp;nbsp;That just knocked him over. We took him a Bible the following Saturday, and on the coming Saturday we will meet before club to talk more about faith.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Before leaving South Africa I decided to cut my hair for many reasons. I would like to share a specific thought. A thought that will ask me to think, to wait, and to see.&lt;br /&gt;
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At this moment I&#39;m in Europe, Holland. The red light district of Amsterdam, better known as Walletjes Straat, will be my next destination. For me as Christian it seems important to know what is happening in the Trafficking capital of the world, and to have an opinion about it. Cambodia and Thailand are destinations soon to be visited. Other than their authentic eastern traditions, they are infamous for the trafficking of women and children. What can humankind be thinking to have these practices as acceptable? Is man thinking at all!&lt;br /&gt;
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But what about the Church, how is it possible that we can sit by while the widows and orphans of the world get caught in such practices? Have we become so complacent and indifferent towards the difficult situations in the world that we rather keep quiet than be honest about what happens. Is it fear that keeps us silent, or are we merely selfish, to not engage on the behalf of those being mistreated. Do we not know or understand what the monumentality of the truth is that we believe in.&lt;br /&gt;
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Reading on philosophical ideologies I become enraged about the misguided thoughts of men. Men refusing to acknowledge God and the truth that is Him. But no amount of anger can overcome those misguided ideologies.&lt;br /&gt;
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In silence I wait. Seeing the west becoming entangled in intuitive practices and indulging in eastern practices like Zen Buddhism, and the east submitting to communistic thought patterns I find no comfort for our world other than the existence of God. A supernatural, engaging, active, real God who engages with the world. Engaging to show His character.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nelson Mandela, our radical South African hero, passed away on Friday. But what is a hero? And how do we measure and celebrate heroism. My cultural and historic background helped me understand my precepts, but Jesus requires a higher yet communal standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figures like Nelson Mandela, Ghandi, Mother Theresa, and other extraordinary people seems to be our measure for greatness. Who alone can meet such high expectations? To me every follower of Christ is called to be a hero, called for greatness. Greatness according to a heavenly standard. Heroes in faith, heroes in life, heroes in community. Everyday heroes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me the standard of a heavenly hero is one who succeeds in proclaiming the gospel of King Jesus throughout everyday life and discipling others to do the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a moment to imagine your church, not the building or the Sunday service but the people. The individual members of your local body of believers. Each one going out everyday to serve where God has placed them. Serving without complaining of a lack of grace, but proclaiming the all-sufficient grace in Christ. Imagine this church coming together to encourage one another, serve one another, teach one another, worship with one another, and then scatter again to make the gospel of Jesus known to more people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;
David Platt wrote in &lt;i&gt;Follow Me&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;“I want to be a part of a people who are gladly sacrificing the pleasure, pursuits, and possessions of this world because we are living for a treasure in the world to come. I want to be part of a people who have forsaken every earthly ambition in favor of one eternal aspiration: to see disciples made and churches multiplied.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This kind of movement involves each one of us to step up and be a hero. As the final things fall into place for the mission to Southeast Asia, I praise God for all the disciples who have invested in discipling me to follow Christ.  I would like to praise each person who have been part of my journey. You set out with me, and in sharing your lives became heroes. May each follower be encouraged to selflessly and willingly give what our King, Lord Jesus asks.&lt;/div&gt;
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The end of the Trek affirmed my new nature. I have been spoiled for going back to business as usual. God answered so many prayers, but it all boils down to one:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I would like to share my story, how newness turns to ordinary and God ignites new life. I decided to leave Dietetics and Senekal October of 2010. Believing that God called me to serve the global Church,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/ministrysupport&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Mist | Ministry Support&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;would be this place of this service, or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;
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I started serving ministries or communities part time while finishing off in Senekal. Mobilizing their communication capacity and discipling others to go and serve the church. I dreamed of networking and mutual support within the Body. This was my initial aim, but God had greater plans. That Desember as the doors to my old life was closed I received a vision.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;In my dream God told me to go and see what the Bride is choosing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This commission had me asking two questions:&lt;br /&gt;
1. How would I be able to see wrongs and not engage?&lt;br /&gt;
2. Does God know how big and far and wide His Bride is today, and where I would have to go to get a true image of what She is choosing?&lt;br /&gt;
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Needless to say, I accepted this loving invitation to follow Jesus and obey His next action. Part time, full time - I have been seeing and serving the Church in many different forms. Mobilizing, strengthening, encouraging, and doing local evangelizing work with and for the upbuilding of the church. Oh, how blessed these two and a half years of walking in obedience.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mist was and continues a valuable mobilization tool for missional serving and living. Interaction with&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ekerk.org/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;e-church&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;and the network of missional minded believers continue to challenge. Serving through communication and technology optimization at Benoni was a cover for learning to live in the local family of God. The introduction to the global church and body through&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://incontext.webs.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;InContext Ministries&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.opendoors.org.za/eng/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Opened Doors&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the trials the persecuted believers go through activated a love and burden for supporting and loving them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/FreedomClimbAfrica&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;OM&#39;s Freedom Climb&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;opened the reality of&amp;nbsp;the world of slave trade and prostitution, and I was left stunned, shocked, shaken, and ignited&lt;/div&gt;
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My passion for the global church were fanned into flames when Mist&#39;s doors were closing for me due to insufficient funds (a problem still today). This obvious nudge made me take the next and obvious step and I applied for research in church communications. With the opportunity to take an exam and be admitted in 2014 I praised God for the new venture. And God surprised me with the Trek. A five month trek with &lt;a href=&quot;http://omafrica.org/opportunities/the-africa-trek&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Operation Mobilization&lt;/a&gt; through SA, Namibia , Zambia , Malawi, and Mozambique. We were visiting and mobilizing local churches. I was discipled in different aspects of following Jesus and Kingdom living and I discovered and were set free from lifelong lies. More then getting to know God, was the relational discovery of God with His Church. Seeing what He&#39;s busy with in the Church, and how he uses the vessels humbled before Him. Walking in submission, I seek to be part of this mission God is on.&lt;br /&gt;
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As evangelist and mobilizer I have been spoiled for going back to mere ordinary living. And I&#39;m ecstatic about it, looking forward to what lies ahead. Unfortunately some doors are closing. Yet, I&#39;m looking to the next one to open, and holding onto the promise that God continues the work He started.&lt;br /&gt;
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I want to research church communication regarding relevance in our time and among countries and cultures. I want to serve the church with my passion and burden for the lost and young in faith. I want to encourage and mobilize ministries and believers as I travel and meet. I want to tell the stories of being transformed and of other&#39;s transformation through and for God. Above all I want to follow God completely, and if convinced or convicted, to act accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;
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I do not know yet what lies ahead. Maybe continue with Mist, serve a local church, go to Europe and learn how to care, go to Asia or the Middle East and teach English on an secret mission, or just stay in South Africa. Maybe I&#39;ll be able to still do research through all of this. It&#39;s all depending on God to provide. I pray for guidance, provisions, wisdom, but above all faithfulness to the call God has charged me with. &lt;br /&gt;
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Let our prayers continue to raise up for all the saints and our hearts be set on following Jesus. I would like to invest in any Kingdom venture as long as my hands are available to serve and God approves, so feel free to let me know of anywhere that I can serve.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Open your mouth on behalf of those unable to speak, for the legal rights of all the dying. Open your mouth, judge in righteousness, and plead the cause of the poor and needy. Proverbs 31:8-9 (NET)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;A drama if you wish: A daughter who decided not to stay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;A not-a-home home, revealed through the Light &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;A part of Deception, worth a runaway flight &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;For on that day of own wicked appearance &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Dawning reality - Judgement if no adherence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;The body and nature, so wicked and cursed &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Were subject and nullified of the essence it was worth &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;No good could be found in such a prideful vessel &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;And judgement eternal if death not wrestled&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Broken in body, soul and mind &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Seeking refuge of a far more eternal kind &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Humbled and desperate, raising my plea, call, my shout &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Knowing my prison that I know I cannot break out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Realizing the price that were already paid &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Praising the glory and grace He freely gave &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;The ultimate standard, the Way, the Good the Light &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Came and took a seat in this vessel by Blood washed and bright&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;A living home for the One, the Three, forever Good &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;As part of the Bride, the Body, worth a fresh new look &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;The measure of judgement in my hand repented &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;A new aim and mission - Love for all, in grace accepted&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Words for &lt;/i&gt;play ta&lt;i&gt;ken &lt;/i&gt;f&lt;i&gt;rom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 Cor 5:9-10&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Created in the image of God, we were granted choices. Well aware of the effect of Adam and Eve&#39;s choice in the garden, we also know that Jesus&#39; Lordship also needs to be chosen and accepted over our lives for us to walk in His presence.&lt;br /&gt;
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The first message Jesus preached was one of repentance and acknowledgement of the Kingdom (Matt 4:17). The purpose of our reconciliation with God is to become ambassadors for the Kingdom of God whilst we are still alive.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jesus came and called sinners to follow Him on His mission for the world to know, acknowledge and love Him. This is His mission, and our life mission from God always fits into this. If it&#39;s from God it should. In following Him, we will come to believe His message and acknowledge Him (Rom10:9) as Lord and Saviour. In this we find our daily aim and purpose through the intimate relationship with God. If we live in this love relationship we bear fruit of obedience (1John 1:4-6).&lt;br /&gt;
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Upon this road the same remedy for sin applies for the unbelievers (Acts 2:39), young believers (1 John 1:9) and men and woman of God (2 Sam 12:13).&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Therefore repent and turn back so that your sins may be wiped out, &amp;nbsp;so that times of refreshing may come from the presence of the Lord, and so that he may send the Messiah appointed for you – that is, Jesus.&quot; &amp;nbsp;Acts 3:19-20&lt;br /&gt;
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It is only in the presence of God that we can find truth and life and clarity. Anything out of God&#39;s presence is sin, and leads to death. Through repentance the old patterns and fruit of sin are nullified. God creates a new nature in us through the Spirit working within us constantly.&lt;br /&gt;
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Through His indwelling power we are able to escape the decay of this world, and become partakers of the divine nature (2 Peter 1:2-13). Let this be an encouragement to press into and make sure your election.&lt;br /&gt;
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May your way and view be made clear in following Jesus on the mission He is taking you on to honour Him. Whatever the adversaries - attacks from evil, struggles, persecution, or whatever, let the peace of forgiveness and a clear conscience be your invitation to come forward and draw near into His presence (Heb 10:19-22).&lt;br /&gt;
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Food for thought: What would you say should be the first stage in the teaching of Christ? How would your community look of you have all covered the basic stage? (Heb 6:1-2).&lt;br /&gt;
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After a week of prayer, fasting and recovery before we head out to our 5th country for ministry, I have three challenging questions I think may be of eternal value.&lt;br /&gt;
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1. What book are you currently reading &lt;br /&gt;
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One of my dear friends once mentioned the value of the books we permit to influence our way of thinking. It is interesting to find some books that you read, while others you allow to read and change you. Looking back on the books influencing me the past few months I see clearly that God is preparing me for something.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. Who do you permit to speak into your life&lt;br /&gt;
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During this week we exercised a few principles including that of silence. During prayers opening your ears rather than your mouth, you become quiet before the Lord awaiting His guidance. Other than experiencing a deep release from things I desperately tried to manage myself, I also received clarify on many parts of Scripture that I previously did not wait for God on. In listening to hear His guidance and knowledge we need first to admit our own inability to know and understand, and then humble ourselves before His throne and acknowledge Him for Who He is. Only then can we be open to receive His guidance and words, even if it is then to be taught by a brother dressed in rags, shining because of the love He experiences in God.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;&lt;i&gt;With every prayer and petition, pray at all times in the Spirit, and to this end be alert, with all perseverance and requests for all the saints.  Pray for me also, that I may be given the message when I begin to speak – that I may confidently make known the mystery of the gospel,  for which I am an ambassador in chains. Pray that I may be able to speak boldly as I ought to speak&lt;/i&gt;.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eph 6:18-20 talks about prayer in a way I have never experienced or thought of before our time in the unreached Chisopi area in Malawi. The Yao people live caught in dark strongholds of Animistism and Muslim influence. We were sent as ambassadors to proclaim Jesus as King, and we saw evil strike back, making war, and God victoriously bringing His Name to the lips of the people. But neither our witnessing to this happening or them proclaiming His Name were able to happen without prayer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago asking me about prayer and its importance against attacks from evil during the proclamation of His Kingdom, I would have answered in a way that sounds something like the Lord&#39;s prayer - to trust that by asking for deliverance would be sufficient.  Obviously enough, just as the rest of the Lord&#39;s prayer provides a guideline for our relational conversation with God, He also includes this topic as one of importance. And not merely importance to be mentioned in a prayer ritual like those practised by Muslims, but a topic of conversation with God in proclaiming His glorious victory over darkness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God moving in these places and in such darkness does not depend on our prayers. God does not depend on us, His mission does not depend on us, His love does not depend on us. Our awareness and intimacy with God as He advances on His mission to have creation glorify His Name does depend on our relationship with God. Believing in Jesus as the all-sufficient Saviour, and proclaiming Him as the King above all Kings is not enough for intimate relationship if it doesn&#39;t change your conversations with Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to suggest that rather in bathing your life in prayer, to walk in intimate prayerful relationship with God and be aware and busy with what He is busy with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/feeds/3396307776206425099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/2013/05/bathed-in-prayer-or-following-on-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445763478106305793/posts/default/3396307776206425099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445763478106305793/posts/default/3396307776206425099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/2013/05/bathed-in-prayer-or-following-on-way.html' title='Bathed in prayer or Following on the Way with Prayerful Intimacy?'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dOl_yaCvqHg/UZdIPAbONoI/AAAAAAAACcA/5SOd16VxiWo/s72-c/IMG_20130518_081332.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445763478106305793.post-2278118405222844218</id><published>2013-05-02T14:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2013-05-02T14:58:06.635+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise our Lord, for His loving-kindness endures forever</title><content type='html'>With great joy I bring news. The heavens are giving a great warm welcome for our new sister in the faith. And the joy continues for our brother who cared enough for her salvation that he went back into the Muslim community he came from to minister to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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She had her baptism on Sunday, and in my previous letter I wrote about this brother and his desire to be discipled. Please praise God for His loving kindness in answering their prayers. &amp;nbsp;Not only did we receive enough finances for him to go for Discipleship training, but also two other believers who will be going for training in January. Thank you for your contribution whether prayer or finances. The labourers in the field in Chipata are being raised up by God Himself.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the past two weeks I saw an unreached village in Mfuwe area, Northwest of Chipata, coming to know Jesus. I saw people being healed from diseases and set free from demon possession. &amp;nbsp;Our time in Chipata opened my eyes to various aspects of God&#39;s character. The most important and intense - His Lordship. The question that keeps me returning to this foundational part of my relationship with God is this:&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Am I willing to submit to God as the Lord of my life, and to be satisfied and rejoicing as a bond-servant onto His purpose and mission of His glory?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I will be turning 27 on Saturday and as I give thanks to the precious moments that I could spend growing in intimacy with God, I wish and pray to receive a freedom I long for. A freedom in my relationship with God. Freedom from a lifetime of legalism. Legally trying to control relationships, especially my relationship with God. Digging into the reality of this in my life, I see the similarities between my life and every other person trapped in trying to earn freedom. Without grace my life is no different than a Muslim with their rituals, a Hindu with the drive to find self-realization, &amp;nbsp;a Buddist trying to get to the right ways, or even the new age believers who want to get the flow of energy right. If God does not choose to reveal and I to accept this revelation, I will never know what relationship with God means.&lt;br /&gt;
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We will be travelling to Malawi for two weeks to visit Chisapi, a Muslim village, to support and disciple a newly born church from a Muslim background. &amp;nbsp;The 15 belivers who were baptized last year now love Jesus and follow Him, and live to serve their fellow Yauw people.&lt;br /&gt;
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Please pray that God would reveal Himself as the relational God to the Yauw people we will be serving, but also pray for me to taste the grace to grow in relationship with Him.&lt;br /&gt;
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May you also receive the blessing for growing in your knowledge and in relationship with our Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;
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Over recent days our team faced some undefined problems. Undefined because they are mere fruit of a deeper problem rooted inside. A problem of life and death, of spiritual life and death.&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YBSrMGKD1zg/UXy8a2proEI/AAAAAAAACVY/eIdCvKIDMOg/s1600/IMG_20130428_074514%5B1%5D.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YBSrMGKD1zg/UXy8a2proEI/AAAAAAAACVY/eIdCvKIDMOg/s320/IMG_20130428_074514%5B1%5D.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;I met a Muslim lady this week, she is 15 years old, and we will be baptising her this afternoon. As a woman she has very few rights as a Muslim. As she was renouncing her believes in Islam and asking to receive Christ as her Lord and Saviour it struck me that her family and life will never be the same. She would probably never be accepted by her own parents anymore. She had to realize the cost of her choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we talked through the implications of her choice I realized that my choice to follow Christ has no less hazards, problems or dangerous paths along the way. It is no less costly for me to come to the banquet of the Lord than for her. or at least it shouldn&#39;t be. I was reminded of Luke 14, and knew I was privileged to be invited to the banquet, and to invite others as well. I am privileged to count the cost for coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brother who knew our Muslim background sister beforehand was a Muslim himself. A strong man of God, and eager to challenge Muslims to repent and accept Christ. His fervor for God is overwhelming, even to a time that I had to calm him down during our talk with this sister. Titani Piri has been baptized last year after coming to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His love for the Lord has driven him to want to  attend a course in developing his character as a disciple of Christ. His conversion caused him to lose most of his support. With one pair of cloths on his back, and tattered shoes, God used him to be one I learned from in following Jesus. This warrior discipled me in the boldness like that of David. I became jealous to also be as bold and surrendered for the cause of the Kingdom of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titani still needs $750 in Zambian currency for his discipleship course. If you feel compelled to support this part of the body of believers by giving finances for Titani&#39;s studies please do so during this coming week. We will be leaving for Malawi on the 3rd of May, so any transfers will be paid over before then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Payments:&lt;br /&gt;M. Venter&lt;br /&gt;6233 784 3305&lt;br /&gt;FNB South Africa 255355&lt;br /&gt;Ref. Titani&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/feeds/3065682822122582130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/2013/04/over-recent-days-our-team-faced-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445763478106305793/posts/default/3065682822122582130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445763478106305793/posts/default/3065682822122582130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/2013/04/over-recent-days-our-team-faced-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YBSrMGKD1zg/UXy8a2proEI/AAAAAAAACVY/eIdCvKIDMOg/s72-c/IMG_20130428_074514%5B1%5D.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Chipata, Zambia</georss:featurename><georss:point>-13.63237 32.645469999999932</georss:point><georss:box>-13.7558155 32.484108499999934 -13.5089245 32.80683149999993</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445763478106305793.post-7271421874287740680</id><published>2013-04-25T12:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2014-07-19T18:34:26.128+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="#baptism"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="#relationship"/><title type='text'>The Fruit of Searching for Satisfaction in God&#39;s Glory - A Testimony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;In my previous righting I mentioned about health problems. I am struggling with some lack of digestive problems, impairing the verity of food available for eating. During this time of confusion searching for God&#39;s glory, He forced me to surrender my health and food to Him as my sustainer.&lt;br /&gt;
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I believe surrendering aspects of our lives should not be forces, rather given over. And in asking, I found opportunities for obedience always follow prayers, and never far behind. As the team is struggling with unity and focus we are entering a time of serving some least reached people. We were supposed to baptize 8 newly born believers, but were robbed of the privilege to see this happen.&lt;br /&gt;
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As our team were together praying, supporting and celebrating the possible baptism waiting on news from our team member, communication confusion set in. We spent time in worship, seeking God&#39;s face for peace and guidance. I could open my heart to God that I felt left out, uninformed, and robbed of an opportunity to see this miracle happen. I felt the bitterness and hardness of heart rise up in me towards the team. I confessed my thoughts and lay them down at His feet. In worship and praise I found freedom again.&lt;br /&gt;
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As I gave away my right to expectation, I also gave away my cross of expectations. I received the cross of Jesus of seeking God the Father glorified.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, less than 24 hours later I raise my voice praising God, for He has redeemed the harvest through willing hands and feet. We were blessed to assist some new believers who wanted to submit their lives to Christ. We facilitated them through repentance, helped them clarify what they believe about Christ, were baptized in water and received the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;
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Praise God for the harvest that we could help bring in. Please also praise and ask God for the laborers and harvest in the Muslim community that we will be entering in from today. Please also pray for the unity in the team, and for protection and breaking of strongholds here in Zambia, Chipata.&lt;br /&gt;
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My words, body, finances, health, time, sleep, family and loved ones are not mine anymore, they have been given back to God that He may have His way through in and through me.&lt;br /&gt;
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After two and a half months on the Trek I can finally put into words what God is busy with within us. The Trek calls it Discipleship and Missions training on the move.&lt;br /&gt;
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I would like to explain this mission in a personal way:&lt;br /&gt;
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Discipleship seems like the process of coming to know your own character in a facilitated but practical way and finding that it is not Christlike. To then go through the process of submitting one by one the aspects of your character to God, and all the rights you claim for yourself. Through the process of humbly selflessly serving others with the example and mission of Jesus as our guide, to then be right-sized before God. Within the safe and vulnerable environment of a family of believers all being purified alongside you, to continue to develop at the mercy of the guidance and protection of the Holy Spirit. Through all this, in prayer and thanksgiving worship God for changing our willing hearts, minds, and souls to faithfully follow Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;
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Discipleship seems to me to be the willing process of laying down my rights to self, and willingly taking up my cross, to follow Jesus in the way He modelled what being human looks like.&lt;br /&gt;
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“If anyone comes to me and does not hate his own father and mother, and wife and children, and brothers and sisters, and even his own life, he cannot be my disciple.  Whoever does not carry his own cross and follow me cannot be my disciple.  For which of you, wanting to build a tower, doesn’t sit down first and compute the cost to see if he has enough money to complete it?  Otherwise, when he has laid a foundation and is not able to finish the tower, all who see it will begin to make fun of him.  They will say, ‘This man began to build and was not able to finish!’   Or what king, going out to confront another king in battle, will not sit down first and determine whether he is able with ten thousand to oppose the one coming against him with twenty thousand?  If he cannot succeed, he will send a representative while the other is still a long way off and ask for terms of peace.   In the same way therefore not one of you can be my disciple if he does not renounce all his own possessions.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/feeds/5387937083854559869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/2013/04/obedience-is-better-than-sacrifice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445763478106305793/posts/default/5387937083854559869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445763478106305793/posts/default/5387937083854559869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/2013/04/obedience-is-better-than-sacrifice.html' title='Obedience is better than sacrifice - a view of my current discipleship journey'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-myYS78Gg46M/UW--VAF14QI/AAAAAAAACUI/CFGGSyc2MN4/s72-c/IMG_20130418_062859.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445763478106305793.post-8442536795328931353</id><published>2013-04-18T12:39:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2013-04-18T12:39:20.076+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Blinding light of love in Falling for God</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
I met the loving arms of God, and realised I don&#39;t believe Him to be loving and trustworthy. In reaction I have been deaf and dumb for three days, in a manner of (not) speaking.&lt;br /&gt;
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Upon leaving Namibia I became a sick with ear infection. With my ears and body out of play God started showing up. Shutting the world out, and keeping my thoughts inside I was put in solitary confinement. It was me and God, and honesty between us.&lt;br /&gt;
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Feeling the rejection I showed towards Him, I cried and cried out a lot. I came to know the healing power that starts in confession.&lt;br /&gt;
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After two days of travelling I drove the minibus into out backpackers lodge two hours after sunset. I was exhausted yet sustained till the last moment. The next few days started with an unexpected blessing. One of the group wanted to bless me for a combo adventure of sliding, swinging and bungee jumping at Victoria Falls. I was shocked, I knew nothing of gift given without the expectation of return, or of undeserved gifts. Two major barriers in my life.&lt;br /&gt;
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This was just the beginning of the barriers to be crossed on that day for the Victoria Falls had some awesome jewels. The slide was fairly easy but i still needed to practice to just to lay back and enjoy the mission with God. To follow the instructions and enjoy the ride right till the end. The swing was much more of a vertical and horizontal combination. Although deep is where I want to connect with God, wide is still where He wants me to see. There is much more enjoyment in taking the leap and enjoying the ride.&lt;br /&gt;
As for the bungee... This is hard core trust. By this time I was comfortable with the edge, the height and the emptiness between me and the raging water below. It was the out of control I was not ready for.&lt;br /&gt;
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I received my the much needed forgiveness for ignoring God as my Father, and I also regained my ability to hear again. I also received the grace to honestly worship God again.&lt;br /&gt;
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After that I have been struggling with my health and my finances. He asks our obedience above everything. Obedience is His language of love. In this He also asks transparency for His glory, thus in sharing my needs He was able to glorify Himself. God confirmed His character to me again as my Healer, Redeemer, all sufficient provider, Father and creator of every community, and the Only God to be worshiped.&lt;br /&gt;
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O, to take the leap to find God to be true to who He says He is, and daring to want to know Him that way.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;I am His eternal beloved, and I know Him already to be MY:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Healer - He healed me from 2 serious physical conditions &lt;br&gt;
Provider - He provided work, housing, people, money always enough for what He wanted me to do&lt;br&gt;
Humbler - the one to whom I be right sized to, (James 3)&lt;br&gt;
AMEN - according to Isaiah 65:16&lt;br&gt;
Alpha and Omega - the beginning and end of my faith&lt;br&gt;
Blesser of my soul - through the way He created and intended&lt;br&gt;
Dwelling place as I seek, inquire and require by the right of His invitation (Isa 65:19)&lt;br&gt;
Shepard - I shall not want&lt;br&gt;
Light in which all offences taken is right sized and turned into love&lt;br&gt;
ONLY GOD, as deliverer from the idols I set up for myself&lt;br&gt;
Object, source and sustainer of my emotions and affections&lt;br&gt;
Strong tower - Prov 18:10&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;I am Lientjie, from Magdalena. When Magdalena met Jesus and received His forgiveness she became worthy of the name. The name representing a strong tower of God, a light and place of refuge for others. One whose witness is that God is her strong tower. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;By what character do you know God in your own life? &lt;/p&gt;
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The past two weeks our team of 4 were sent to serve the Herero&amp;nbsp; communities in the Ovitoto region, Namibia. They are a beautiful people, and easy to love. Unfortunately the deceiver has got a hold on them.&lt;/div&gt;
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I recently read a book on the influence that an outsider can have on a child, and how the child bears the fruit of that influence when he is grown - &#39;Saved by the Lion&#39;.&amp;nbsp; Looking back now I see the reality of it.&lt;/div&gt;
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Woman older than 50 dress in a Victorian style. Their head scarves draw&amp;nbsp; most attention. Formed in the image of cattle&#39;s horns, it shows the holy reverence they have for cattle. Schooled in the Afrikaans language and religion, they all know the Bible, of God, and know they want to be born again. They just don&#39;t know what that means or what to do with it. &lt;/div&gt;
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The theme and warning that came to mind during the time there was 1 Corinthians 3:12-13 (NET) &#39;If anyone builds on the foundation with gold silver, precious stones, wood, hay, or straw, each builder’s work will be plainly seen, for the Day will make it clear, because it will be revealed by fire. And the fire will test what kind of work each has done.&#39;&lt;/div&gt;
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It seems at first that a lifetime of investment and intentional personal discipleship would be necessary to help recover the misguided people. As we prayed earnestly to receive the wisdom to know what and to who to teach, we received hope in one young man. His mother is a drunkard, his father is unknown, but he grew up with a Bible in his house, and knew the scriptures. He rose above his pears and is studying B.Sc Maths at the University with the money from his herding job. &lt;/div&gt;
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I would observe that the power of the knowledge of God, the influence of prayer and the unveiling of lies makes a lifetime of difference. This young man gave me so much hope for the Herero people. &lt;/div&gt;
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The same was true for the lady in the picture. Afrikaans speaking, loving God, but never receiving the Holy Spirit, she desperately cried when we read out the passages of the Holy Spirit&#39;s work. We prayed with her to receive Him, and she was worshiping with joy in moments.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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They bless God for searching for Him. We and others will have our investments in them tested with fire on the Day. I will continue to pray for them knowing that if I did not act prayerfully in a faithful way I could also have been misguiding.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;In John 17 we are invited by Jesus to listen to the intimate God relationship and see the character of the LOVE for Himself. The followers of Jesus bear&amp;#160; witness to the love of God with Himself. Jesus prays for the same unity for&amp;#160; the followers as there is within the unity of God. For this reason He sends the Spirit to live within us to experience the love unity. The grace of receiving the unity in love is for another crowd to witness, the church. The church bears witness to the darkness of the human creation, and it again to the spiritual realm and beings.&amp;#160; In the church the fullness of love is reached. O, how wonderful to be part of such a mindbogglingly awesome love.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;- As God&#39;s love for Himself bear witness to Jesus&#39; followers&lt;br&gt;
- So the Spirit within us as followers bear witness to other followers to grow in love for God and unity&lt;br&gt;
- And as the followers grow in love in unity, we as church bear again witness to the world, and the unbelievers&lt;br&gt;
- Onto this the heavenly world witnesses the Love that God has for Himself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;My prayer for you dear reader is found in Ephesians 1:17-23 (NET)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&quot;I pray that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give you spiritual wisdom and revelation in your growing knowledge of him,&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &amp;#8211; since the eyes of your heart have been enlightened &amp;#8211; so that you may know what is the hope of his calling, what is the wealth of his glorious inheritance in the saints,&amp;#160; and what is the incomparable greatness of his power toward us who believe, as displayed in the exercise of his immense strength.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; This power he exercised in Christ when he raised him from the dead and seated him at his right hand in the heavenly realms&amp;#160;&amp;#160; far above every rule and authority and power and dominion and every name that is named, not only in this age but also in the one to come.&amp;#160; And God&amp;#160; put&amp;#160; all things under Christ&amp;#8217;s&amp;#160; feet , and he gave him to the church as head over all things.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Now the church is his body, the fullness of him who fills all in all.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Pray it onto yourself to grow in intimacy with God, for this intimacy He wishes for us, for Himself.&lt;/p&gt;
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Cape Town Bellville station - markets&lt;/div&gt;
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O, what an excitingly interesting place. I dearly enjoyed visiting the Somalian Muslim people of Bellville. With two men at my side we set off to find people of peace. People who we believe God already prepared for receiving the love He wants to show to them. We entered the Belleville market and not being presumptuous or expectant to find anything specific other than seeing God&#39;s glory.&lt;/div&gt;
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Being warned about the aggression of the Somalians we were on the lookout for reasons for concern. To our surprise the first stall we entered we found a couple who were openhearted and quite loving people. We were welcomed into their stall for the next two hours. During this time they took turns to go for prayer, but continued making us as comfortable as possible, answering our questions and even introducing us to a few of their friends, who allowed us to pray for them. They indicated a clear openness towards Christians by way of friendship, telling of some of their friends who became Christan. This couple seems to be good news for entering the Somalian community in Bellville area. We prayed for them before we left, and will continue praying for them.&lt;/div&gt;
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Many other eyes further on in the market exposed souls of hurt, lust, anger, hate, and coldness - everything we were told to expect. This was also prominent in many of the other conversations.&lt;/div&gt;
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This experience just highlighted the importance of finding the people and houses of peace if we were to plant churches in communities. People and houses where they openheartedly invite you into their homes and network of friends and families. Luke 10:1-11 became personal to me for the first time in the Bellville Somalian Muslim community.&lt;/div&gt;
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If you would like to know more about serving among the diaspora people, please hook up with &lt;a href=&quot;http://omsouthafrica.org/&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;diaspora hope&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Jesus Christ is more beautiful and attractive than any person I know. Well, to be honest, He is the perfect man anyway! And to make Him more attractive He grants people the privilege to grow in likeness to Him through the power of His Holy Spirit. &lt;br /&gt;
Somehow I got caught in a lei that only through man can we know and grow towards God. This was only partially true, for it is the man Christ alone, and that through His spirit.&lt;br /&gt;
I came to know the following to be true: You can not buy or work for the powerful presence of the Holy Spirit. In my proud prejudice I tried to manipulate those men I fell in love with who portrayed Jesus&#39; character. Like the Simon who wanted to buy the power of the Holy Spirit from Peter and John in Acts 8, I tried to buy a second hand relationship with God, and in a way ended up either worshipping that man, or depending on myself. God, in His loving you kindness came to embrace me, sending a crowd of believers praying for me, and revealed the all-so-clear mission of His children that I had to submit under His Holiness. &lt;br /&gt;
Submission is never easy, just as Simon cried out to said to Peter and John that they should pray for him, I also pleaded for others to pray with and for me. &lt;br /&gt;
The message became clear that I needed to enter into His presence and ask. God hears the cry of His children&#39;s hearts and remembers His promises onto them. This became mistakenly clear to me as God reached out to me and continues to grant me the freedom from the bitterness and bondage I was in.&lt;br /&gt;
I started by saying that you cannot buy or work for the presence of God, through the power of the Holy Spirit, and I want to proclaim the good news that in being broken and vulnerable in the presence of God and other believers you can receive it. To stay in His presence you only need to love Him, for God said that those who love Him, submit and obey Him, and He comes and lives with them, and never leaves them - John 16.&lt;br /&gt;
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Wind down from a smelly mushroom factory marks the missionary and his wife&#39;s own shanty, as God called them out of Kimberley, and made their hearts love these outcast peoples. With alcohol abuse, sexual immorality, mixing of African cultural ancestor worshipping with Christian teachings, neglect of children and unemployment; this community finds itself caught in the downward spiral of spiritual emptiness, and even at war for their souls. Desperate for love, and freedom from their desolate&amp;nbsp; lives, these unreached people hungrily engulf any love and grace coming their way.&lt;br /&gt;
With the adult population numbed to the Gospel, it is the children in this area that are the vessels of God&#39;s love and grace. Instead of trying to get the people to join a traditional &#39;sober&#39; congregation together on a Sunday, the children of Leratho park is taking the Gospel of Jesus to their homes. Meeting the people where they are, just as Jesus did. As we were praying for them and just loving them God showed His glory with miraculous hearings, and shouts of glory an honour to His Name.&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, how the truth sets us free!!! &lt;br /&gt;
As these children are being raised&amp;nbsp; up to again rise up the next generation young believers, these groups quickly follow each other.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Please pray for George, Kiti, Theta, and all the other young school going leaders. Also pray for the authority and conviction of the leaders discipling these young believers. &lt;br /&gt;
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Our second week of training focussed on the normal Christian birth, as part of leading people into a living relationship with Christ in becoming His disciples.&lt;br /&gt;
Integrity and transparency plays a major role in walking with others on this Way of discipleship. For this reason we had to do some introspection and follow the same paths that we intend to help others to follow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;For anyone to become an ambassador of the Kingdom of God, you need to:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;1. Repent of your sins and trespasses specifically and openly &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;2. Believe in Jesus Christ as the living perfect example of being human, receive His blood for the payment of and freedom form your sins and transgression &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;3. Be baptized as a symbol of Jesus&#39;s blood that cleanses you, as you were burried and raised from death into a new life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;4. And receive and walk in the Holy Spirit as you follow Christ&#39;s example of being human&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Jip, looking at all that, and all that goes along according to what the Bible teaches us, it was an overwhelming week. I found a few truths I would like to share:&lt;br /&gt;
Intimacy follows transparency in the Kingdom of God, as acceptance follows repentance, and freedom follows forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;
All these are build on the character of humility by faith, as modeled to us by Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;
It was a great privilege to get my own sin and&amp;nbsp;iniquities revealed and&amp;nbsp;covered by the truth. It helped be to have my belief system straightened out. Being focussed on the purpose of being a witness of the Kingdom in this world changed my motivation radically.&lt;br /&gt;
Understanding God&#39;s Lordship changed my constant questioning and dissatisfaction with the answers into willing submission and faith in Him and His requests.&lt;br /&gt;
May you also grow in your relationship to the King. &lt;br /&gt;
Traveling plans ... After this week&#39;s teachings we will continue towards Kimberley in the Northern Cape for a time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Material of influence this week:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Humility - Andrew Murray &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Brother Andrew - God&#39;s Smuggler &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;David Dawson - the Normal Christian Birth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve been reminiscing on the resent time of rest. In my acts I found a clear distinction between the draining and replenishing ones. This may seem obvious to some, to you who already found the treasure thereof, but it only became part of my story through this experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;In Swaziland we deliberately went to serve the ministry there, being their hands, feet and loving arms were needed. These selfless acts turned out to be the highlight of the holidays, for the weeks to follow I fell into self-righteous acts of self service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Grateful to find the cause of the weight weighing me down. Shamefully serving myself for far too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;It became clearest when I arrived in Pretoria on Saturday.  I thought I would start my year clearing my &lt;span class=&quot;GRcorrect&quot; grcontextid=&quot;inbox:0&quot; grmarkguid=&quot;7013ae7e-6d5e-47c9-a83f-07e60254cfa9&quot; gruiphraseguid=&quot;99d0ccfe-7432-4723-8236-0340fda82943&quot;&gt;inbox&lt;/span&gt; and starting with my plans for the 5 month mission work.  Clearly my zero-&lt;span class=&quot;GRcorrect&quot; grcontextid=&quot;inbox:0&quot; grmarkguid=&quot;3d27a60c-18c2-42c8-914d-aa7efb82c4e3&quot; gruiphraseguid=&quot;27daa726-fe85-4107-99e2-fa0e8d02225e&quot;&gt;inbox&lt;/span&gt; and what God planned for zero-&lt;span class=&quot;GRcorrect&quot; grcontextid=&quot;inbox:1&quot; grmarkguid=&quot;5dff0dc8-97b6-4263-aa9c-06cc2c8c51ee&quot; gruiphraseguid=&quot;27daa726-fe85-4107-99e2-fa0e8d02225e&quot;&gt;inbox&lt;/span&gt; differs. I wanted to start fundraising, sending my last letters, finishing off projects but it started out much differently.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;My aunt is traveling to Tai Land with her six year boy and 15 month girl. Their hidden agenda is doing mission work among the mothers of Koh Tau.  At this moment she is need of someone to support her in the last arrangements to transport her family there. I have been blessed to support her in these last few moments.  I find serving others needs is much more fulfilling than focussing on my own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Luke 6:31 &quot;And as you would like&lt;i&gt; and&lt;/i&gt; desire that men would do to you, do exactly so to them.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The past few months were filled with such astonishing events, I was completely overwhelmed with the greatness of following. In this I mean to say that the payback on obediently following, trusting, and obeying God yields fruit beyond measure.  In a way unsure, I wanted to test to see if the fruit flowing from this life were genuine.  I am a bit ashamed to say that I have deprived you of the stories.  So, with no further a due, the story as it stands:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many of the groups I gather with we start our visits with sharing each other&#39;s low&#39;s and high&#39;s&lt;span class=&quot;GRcorrect&quot; grcontextid=&quot;(:0&quot; grmarkguid=&quot;c263f402-6219-41f7-ad59-6fdd76fe5907&quot; gruiphraseguid=&quot;66bf8a03-1fa1-4252-a22d-0d2cbecbbdb7&quot;&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;granting a fair chance for talkers and non-talkers).  Starting with my low, just to show my longing for you, my friend and family.  When having an amazing story to tell and you don&#39;t use the opportunity, it gets lost in time.  I&#39;m sorry for not sharing on the past events.  Maybe someday they&#39;ll have a place for telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my high...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wishing to waste another story, I&#39;d like to invite you along on our journey to another world.  A world of endless possibilities, a world of life in abundance. Oh, yes. A life in the today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m off to Swaziland, &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/Charmain.Coertzen?fref=ts&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;El Shaddai Ministries&lt;/a&gt; again, and this time taking along four new brothers. Leaving today - 13/12/2012 at 6am, we are eager to see how we can support them.  I&#39;ll personally be visiting the mother of the nearly 100 children, and the vessel overflowing with kindness and love towards the people of Swaziland.  For the past 12 years she has been serving according to James 1:27.  We, &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/ministrysupport&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Mist Ministry Support&lt;/a&gt;, have been supporting El Shaddai Ministries and now wish to help them tell their story.  It is still a road to travel, but a dream to be fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m excited to see what God is about to reveal, help us face, and enable us to practice our faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In praying you may come along.&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/feeds/5201584582979548252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/2012/12/el-shaddai-brand-new-sharing-chapter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445763478106305793/posts/default/5201584582979548252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445763478106305793/posts/default/5201584582979548252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/2012/12/el-shaddai-brand-new-sharing-chapter.html' title='El Shaddai - a Brand New Sharing Chapter'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P9fnyfw4X5Y/UMkCGnqp1aI/AAAAAAAACF8/C5h60_u-qpk/s72-c/557336_402320453158301_517624180_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Oshoek Border post</georss:featurename><georss:point>-26.2145910237943 30.988998413085938</georss:point><georss:box>-27.126080023794298 29.725570913085939 -25.3031020237943 32.252425913085936</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445763478106305793.post-4508201977634735039</id><published>2012-11-14T11:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-11-14T11:22:17.336+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Work where He is blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;My hair changed because my life changed, because my heart have been changed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Do not ask that God bless the works you are doing, ask what He is blessing and ask to be part of that.&lt;br /&gt;
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During HarTklop I realized God works differently through me than I thought. &amp;nbsp;As woman He not only created me to carry a presence&amp;nbsp;of the Good News in my action, more than in my words, but He also changes me constantly to be this more effective.&lt;br /&gt;
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It seems many of my efforts to support the ministries I&#39;ve been sent to, were misplaced in focussing on teachings rather than doing. I believe it now, &quot;&lt;i&gt;actions do speak louder than words&quot;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was during HarTklop that I found this truth in my own purpose. Faith can never be created, but environments for the formation of faith and the guidance of others to help you continue in this way can be created. &lt;br /&gt;
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The inability of those claiming to have faith to encourage and direct those still growing presents an immaturity of their faith. &amp;nbsp;We need to act on what we believe, and encourage others to do the same, and teach them to do the same to others in acting and encouraging them.&lt;br /&gt;
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I believe that we have the ability to strengthen, encourage, and direct the way in growing in faith to become more Christlike, to be in but not of this world. &amp;nbsp;I believe that we are the Body and Bride of Christ. In these believes I praise God. He has granted an opportunity that I may learn from our brothers and sisters in some of the other African countries on how church community, communication, faith formation and honoring God may look. &amp;nbsp;Starting February 2013 I may be part of a group traveling to communities to serve and learn from them about serving God.&lt;br /&gt;
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What a pleasure to be part of the work that He is blessing.&lt;br /&gt;
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My hande was selde gedurende my skooljare ledig. Self &#39;n film tuis was na die eerste advertensiebreuk tweede prioriteit na een of ander handwerksartikel of kreatiewe projek by die geselskap aangesluit het.&lt;br /&gt;
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Vele van die projekte was ten doel om of ander vreugde te gee, of om verhouding en gemeenskaplikheid te bou met my huishouding. Dit was my spontane plek van deel, omgee en liefde gee aan my gesin. Of dit takies in die huis was, of geregte in die kombuis, dis waar ek my omgee tyd spandeer het.&lt;br /&gt;
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Soos maar die gevalle mens is, was my &quot;gee&quot; verseker nie onvoorwaardelik nie. Op daardie stadium het dit nie saak gemaak nie, maar na dieper ondersoek het hierdie &#39;n groter gevallenheid en leuen ontbloot. &quot;Liefde moet verdien word.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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Eers jare na die skade aangerig is, en ek die gevolge daarvan hanteer, moes ek die afgryslike motiewe &#39;n naam gee. My voorwaardes en verwagtinge van my gee was om liefde en verhoudinge te wen, te verdien, selfs te steel.&lt;br /&gt;
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Met hierdie ontnugtering het die golwe van teleurstelling begin spoel oor my rou hart.  Amper handomkeer het my gee in koudheid verander. Ek het heeltemal ophou gee uit vrees vir hierdie slaggate. Weereens was my vlug in die woestyn in, weg van die Bron van lewe. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ek het geword die behoeftige, die koue, die vreemde.  Dis hier waar die genade oor my wonde kom was het. Soos sout op my wonde het die onvoorwaardelike liefde van my geloofsfamilie my wonde eers gebrand. Die genesing het wel gekom, en stelselmatig kon ek weer begin gee. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ek het begin leer om aan ander te doen wat ek graag aan myself gedoen wil hê. Dat gee mens gelukkiger maak as om te kry, maar dat wat ek dink ek wil gee nie noodwendig is wat nodig is nie. So opreg soos ek graag wou gee, so was my voorwaardelikheid en verwagtinge menigmaal ontbloot. Dis moeilike sake om by verby te kom. Dit moet deur gewerk word - deur gebreek word. &lt;br /&gt;
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Rou, stukkend en so bietjie gesout kan ek nie anders as om gee deel te maak van my wese nie. Onderliggende verwagtinge en voorwaardes word altyd ontbloot, soos kwaaddoeners word hulle uitgevang.  Die onvoorwaardelike liefde van Christus oorweldig my wel menigmaal wanneer die skare my insluk.  Mense wat in hul verwagtinge teleurgesteld sal staan, maar deur hierdie proses God se reinheid sal ontdek en daarin nie teleurgesteld sal staan nie.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/feeds/214733897763325321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/2012/10/verwag-teleurstelling-maar-nie-by-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445763478106305793/posts/default/214733897763325321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6445763478106305793/posts/default/214733897763325321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofaservant.blogspot.com/2012/10/verwag-teleurstelling-maar-nie-by-god.html' title='Verwag teleurstelling, maar nie by God nie'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-okw-OoQLUSE/UIB8y4lUR_I/AAAAAAAACCk/Ca1hN_UQ-sU/s72-c/FxCam_1312032302317.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>