<?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-727341099985101325</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:02:42.428+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jesus Way 101</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a conversation between friends about stories told of Jesus.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fourie Rossouw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XegUVLQMgDk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nB3P1JeX4ws/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-7086822210631461409</id><published>2009-11-07T14:39:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T14:49:32.278+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus way in one week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;Did take me back to how attached I am to my bike. Still much easer to give the pasta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;1) Well the bike is taken away, and I do have a broken shoulder with some bruises and stitches.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;2) Need to go to x-rays after the operation, while waiting I start drumming away on my B-Vac (gadget for closed wound draining), can make nice sounds&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;3) I can not take the flowers home so ask the lady in bed next to me to take them for her. It is the first flowers (ruiker) that she ever received in her live.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;4) Remember our community meals – this hospital must give their chef an increase.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;5) elke 2de aand het die mense van die eendame se kerk kom sing en diens gehou, was zulu maar was cool, ek het Je Su verstaan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Closed doors vs open doors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;1) I may not be able ride a bike fore a year &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;BUT&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;2) I can go and visit bikers in hospital, and help assist them with the bare necessities (soap, lappie, deodorant ….) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Inspiration &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;1) the people from the Pietermaritzburg Motorbike association – die een se bene gaan altwee net tot by sy knee Dan ry hy nog.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;2) tannie Sini – sy doen wat ons tannie Susi doen [check die name]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;New adventure starts !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-7086822210631461409?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/7086822210631461409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/11/jesus-way-in-one-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/7086822210631461409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/7086822210631461409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/11/jesus-way-in-one-week.html' title='Jesus way in one week'/><author><name>zelda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14831478593958921279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QtSwIEsP-Q/SonP913J_hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QNlH1PPL2cE/S220/Butterfly+11.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-6216894321805664806</id><published>2009-10-22T21:54:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:59:21.299+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Romans 8:38-39</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica;font-size:100%;color:#0066ff;"&gt;For I am convinced that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica; font-size: medium; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(0, 102, 255); "&gt;neither death nor life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica; font-size: medium; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(0, 102, 255); "&gt;neither angels nor demons, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica; font-size: medium; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(0, 102, 255); "&gt;neither the present nor the future, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica; font-size: medium; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(0, 102, 255); "&gt;nor any powers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica; font-size: medium; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(0, 102, 255); "&gt;neither height nor depth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica; font-size: medium; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(0, 102, 255); "&gt;nor anything else in all creation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica;font-size:100%;color:#0066ff;"&gt;will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica;font-size:100%;"&gt;-  God is a God who knows no limits.&lt;br /&gt;-  Nothing in the entire world can separate us from His love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica;font-size:100%;"&gt;-  We work within limitations but God does not work with limitations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium;"&gt;Hoe geseend is ons nie, om so 'n wonderlike GOD in ons lewens te he.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium;"&gt;Dit is lekker/fantasties/wonderlik/bevange om vir so 'n GOD te leef.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-6216894321805664806?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/6216894321805664806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/10/romans-838-39.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/6216894321805664806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/6216894321805664806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/10/romans-838-39.html' title='Romans 8:38-39'/><author><name>zelda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14831478593958921279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QtSwIEsP-Q/SonP913J_hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QNlH1PPL2cE/S220/Butterfly+11.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-7336177859631074204</id><published>2009-10-22T14:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:06:33.732+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Excellence and perfection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-size: 10pt; "&gt;I’m careful not to confuse excellence with perfection.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-size: 10pt; "&gt;, I can reach for; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;perfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is God’s business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 130, 191); font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ~ Michael J. Fox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-7336177859631074204?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/7336177859631074204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/10/excellence-and-perfection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/7336177859631074204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/7336177859631074204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/10/excellence-and-perfection.html' title='Excellence and perfection'/><author><name>zelda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14831478593958921279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QtSwIEsP-Q/SonP913J_hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QNlH1PPL2cE/S220/Butterfly+11.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-6677260542081630923</id><published>2009-10-20T14:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T14:48:44.449+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherokee Legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Do you know the legend of the Cherokee Indian youth's Rite of Passage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;His father takes him into the forest, blindfolds him, and leaves him alone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;He is required to sit on a stump the whole night and not remove the blindfold until the rays of the morning sun shine through it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;He cannot cry out for help to anyone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Once he survives the night, he is a MAN.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;He cannot tell the other boys of this experience, because each lad must come into manhood on his own..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;The boy is naturally terrified.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;He can hear all kinds of noises&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Wild beasts must surely be all around him..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Maybe even some human might do him harm.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;The wind blew the grass and earth, and shook his stump, but he sat stoically, never removing the blindfold.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;It would be the only way he could become a man!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Finally, after a horrific night the sun appeared and he removed his blindfold.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;It was then that he discovered his father sitting on the stump next to him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;He had been at watch the entire night, protecting his son from harm.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;We, too, are never alone..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Even when we don't know it, God is watching over us, sitting on the stump beside us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;When trouble comes, all we have to do is reach out to Him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Just because you can't see God,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;doesn't mean He is not there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;'For we walk by faith, not by sight.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-6677260542081630923?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/6677260542081630923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/10/cherokee-legend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/6677260542081630923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/6677260542081630923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/10/cherokee-legend.html' title='Cherokee Legend'/><author><name>zelda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14831478593958921279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QtSwIEsP-Q/SonP913J_hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QNlH1PPL2cE/S220/Butterfly+11.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-3768602552566016205</id><published>2009-10-07T12:15:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:30:53.305+02:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"The Essence of a new Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This is the beginning of a new day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You have been given this day, to use at your will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;What you do today is important, because you are exchanging a day of your life for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;When tomorrow comes this day will be gone forever.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;In its place something that you have left behind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Let it be something good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"The Essence of Discovery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Live your life each day, as you would climb a mountain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;An occasional glance towards the summit, keeps the goal in mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;But many beautiful scenes are to be observed from each new vantage point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Climb slowly, steadily, enjoying each passing moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And the view from the summit will prove to be astonishing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"The Essence of leadership&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A true leader has the confidence to stand alone, the courage to make tough decisions and the compassion to listen to the needs of others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;He does not set out to be a leader, but becomes one by the quality of his actions and the integrity of his intent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In the end leaders are much like eagles: they don't flock. You find them one at a time." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-3768602552566016205?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/3768602552566016205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/3768602552566016205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/3768602552566016205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-quotes.html' title='3 Quotes'/><author><name>Karien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13413641725278793274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnxSWLKnCnA/SoFInOt1IdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nUspPSyqtog/S220/Picture+152.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-5992125335496994353</id><published>2009-10-07T08:50:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T08:56:28.793+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Be ready for what He has prepared for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;My dag stukkie wat ek ontvang het. [Ek dink dit is hoekom ons elkeen 'n unike verhouding met GOD het, want Hy het 'n unike job vir elkeen van ons.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Philippians 2:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica;font-size:100%;color:#0066ff;"&gt;For it is &lt;b&gt;God Who &lt;/b&gt;is all the while at &lt;b&gt;work in you&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;creating&lt;/b&gt; in you the &lt;b&gt;power &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;desire&lt;/b&gt;, both &lt;b&gt;to will&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;to work&lt;/b&gt; for &lt;b&gt;His good pleasure and delight&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica;font-size:100%;"&gt;-  God is at work within you.&lt;br /&gt;-  He is interested in every detail of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica;font-size:100%;"&gt;-  He uses what we may go through to bring us closer to Himself.&lt;br /&gt;-  God works in us so that we will be ready for what He has prepared for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-5992125335496994353?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/5992125335496994353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-ready-for-what-he-has-prepared-for.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/5992125335496994353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/5992125335496994353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-ready-for-what-he-has-prepared-for.html' title='Be ready for what He has prepared for you'/><author><name>zelda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14831478593958921279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QtSwIEsP-Q/SonP913J_hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QNlH1PPL2cE/S220/Butterfly+11.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-6847144501961397078</id><published>2009-10-06T12:12:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T12:20:15.605+02:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Paddas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Het eenmaal iemand hoor sê:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 paddas sit op 'n klip en 2 besluit om te gaan swem.&lt;br /&gt;Hoeveel paddas bly oor op die klip?&lt;br /&gt;Steeds 3!&lt;br /&gt;Hulle nog net besluit om te gaan swem, hulle het dit nog nie gedoen nie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hoop ons is almal swemmers wie se besluite in dade oorgaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-6847144501961397078?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/6847144501961397078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-paddas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/6847144501961397078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/6847144501961397078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-paddas.html' title='3 Paddas'/><author><name>Karien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13413641725278793274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnxSWLKnCnA/SoFInOt1IdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nUspPSyqtog/S220/Picture+152.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-5235264469641375320</id><published>2009-10-01T08:10:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T08:31:08.715+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Size</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ons het gisteraand, sommer hier in die middel van die week, 'n aandjie gehad wat eintlik bedoel was vir 'n vergadering, maar wat baie gou in 'n aand van community en lekker kuier verander het. Vandat ons Jesus Way 101 begin het is dit die een ding wat tot dusver nog die meeste by my vas gesteek het... community. Die volgende storie kom uit 'n email wat ek dink baie van ons al gekry het; ek het dit verseker al 'n paar keer gekry, maar elke keer as ek dit lees word die belangrikheid van verhoudings weer opnuut by my wakker gemaak:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;'Danielle keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been back to this animal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this,' the mother told the volunteer. 'What is it she keeps asking for?' the volunteer asked. 'Puppy size!' replied the mother. 'Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for.' 'I know..... we have seen most of them, ' the mom said in frustration... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Just then Danielle came walking into the office. 'Well, did you find one?' asked her mom. 'No, not this time,' Danielle said with sadness in her voice. 'Can we come back on the weekend?' The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed. 'You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there's always a supply,' the volunteer said. Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. 'Don't worry, I'll find one this weekend,' she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Over the next few days both Mom and Dad had long conversations with her. They both felt she was being too particular. 'It's this weekend or we're not looking any more,' Dad finally said in frustration. 'We don't want to hear anything more about puppy size, either,' Mom added. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning .. By now Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that housed the smaller dogs. Tired of the routine, mom sat in the small waiting room at the end of the first row of cages. There was an observation window so you could see the animals during times when visitors weren't permitted. Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically to take a closer look. One by one the dogs were brought out and she held each one. One by one she said, 'Sorry, but you're not the one.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup. The volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog and held it closely. This time she took a little longer. 'Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!' She screamed with joy. 'It's the puppy size!' 'But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few weeks,' Mom said. 'No not size... &lt;strong&gt;The sighs.&lt;/strong&gt; When I held him in my arms, he sighed,' she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;'Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends on the sighs of your heart. &lt;strong&gt;The more you love, the bigger the sigh!&lt;/strong&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't know whether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little of both. 'Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from work and hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms,' she said. Then, holding the puppy up close to her face, she said, 'Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes you sigh. I not only find it in the arms of my loved ones, but in the caress of a sunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush of cool air on a hot day. They are the sighs of God. Take the time to stop and listen; you will be surprised at what you hear. '&lt;strong&gt;Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;/strong&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I hope your life is filled with Sighs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-5235264469641375320?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/5235264469641375320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/10/puppy-size.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/5235264469641375320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/5235264469641375320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/10/puppy-size.html' title='Puppy Size'/><author><name>Ellené</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08158145347994139818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QDoxp8I5Qxk/SpZba6jFp1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/NnrmAR2jGAg/S220/2008_0308BandPractice0051.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-8440374864083088373</id><published>2009-09-16T12:41:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:44:47.232+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Pencil Maker told the Pencil</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everything you do will always leave a mark.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can always correct the mistakes you make.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is important is what is inside of you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In life, you will undergo painful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sharpening&lt;/span&gt;, which will make you a better person.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be the best pencil, you must allow yourself to be held and guided by the &lt;strong&gt;hand &lt;/strong&gt;that holds you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-8440374864083088373?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/8440374864083088373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-pencil-maker-told-pencil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/8440374864083088373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/8440374864083088373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-pencil-maker-told-pencil.html' title='What the Pencil Maker told the Pencil'/><author><name>Karien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13413641725278793274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnxSWLKnCnA/SoFInOt1IdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nUspPSyqtog/S220/Picture+152.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-1049940114468426377</id><published>2009-09-10T09:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:23:30.892+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Soek God met jou hele hart</title><content type='html'>Ps. 105:4 Soek hulp en beskerming by die Here, soek gedurig sy teenwoordigheid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soek God met jou hele hart as jy vandag 'n belofte het.  Die Bybel se dat ons moet strewe na die dinge daarbo waar Christus is (Kol 3:1).  As jy met jou hele hart streef na die vrug vd Gees , sal God in jou lewe werk sodat jy die oorvloedige lewe, waarvoor Jesus vir jou gesterf het, kan geniet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God belowe: 'As jy luister na die Here jou God se gebooie wat ek vandag vir jou gee, as jy hulle gehoorsaam en daarvolgens lewe en nie afwyk van alles wat ek jou vandag beveel nie, &lt;strong&gt;sal die Here jou God jou die kop maak , nie die stert nie, en jy sal altyd bo wees, en nie onder nie.. Deut 28:13-1&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-1049940114468426377?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/1049940114468426377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/09/soek-god-met-jou-hele-hart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/1049940114468426377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/1049940114468426377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/09/soek-god-met-jou-hele-hart.html' title='Soek God met jou hele hart'/><author><name>Liezl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11258637126738970396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ou478U0KUEI/SpZKAo1G4HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Vb4kuyCDetU/S220/Andr%C3%A9+Foto%27s+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-5075067938437417754</id><published>2009-09-07T21:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:34:47.870+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Die sout van die aarde</title><content type='html'>Dit is baie hartseer wanneer mens die einde van mens se lewe nader en besef dat niemand mens wil he nie. Of dat die mense wat ons gedink naaste aan ons is, ons vergeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agape liefde is onvoorwaardelike liefde: 'n belofde om onvoorwaardelik lief te he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nou het ek gewonder of Agape liefde nie tussen familie lede behoort te bestaan nie?&lt;br /&gt;Vergewe die moordenaar se moeder hom nie? Of vergewe die kind nie sy ouer se lee belofte nie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tog sit daar oumas en oupas in ouetehuise, vergete.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is daar 'n kwalitiet / fout wat iemand kan besit sodat daar niemand op aarde is wat wil se: jy behoort aan my nie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doen aan 'n ander wat jy graag aan jouself gedoen wil he! Terwyl jy jou ouma / oupa neem om 'n kamer in die ouetehuis te gaan bekyk, moet jy sommer kyk of daar 'n kamer is vir jou, eendag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ons word almal oud. Tyd haal almal in. Daar is 2 dinge, nee 3 dinge wat ek al ervaar het niemand van mens sal wegneem of steel nie: Armoede, siekte en oud word. Moenie in die jeug van jou lewe die kennis en lewenservaring van 'n ouma / oupa prysgee vir iets anders nie. Jy weet nooit wanneer daardie persoon, geliefde, nie meer daar sal wees nie. En die vrae wat jy later sou vra, onbeantwoord sal bly: 'n enkele eggo sonder weerklank wat in niks in verdwyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sout verslaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus het gese: laat die kindertjies na my toe kom, die hemel is juis vir mense soos hulle. Ek dink dit tel vir oumas en oupas ook. God sal jou onvoorwaardelik lief he. Jy kan maar net jouself wees, God sal jou familie wees, altyd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanneer ons op ons oudag deur ou herinneringe blaai, en onthou dat ons oumas / oupas ook oud was, hoop ek ons onthou dat ons kon kies om hulle lief te he. 'n Keuse wat eensydig kan wees, maar minder sal gee as terug ontvang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mens kies om lief te he. Is die mens se hart nie sag genoeg om oor die klein dingetjies te kyk en te sien dat iemand net vra om aan iemand te behoort nie? Nie sag genoeg om oor die klein dingetjies te kyk en te sien dat die geliefde net liefde vra nie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonder sout is die lewe slegs sand. Ek dink wanneer jy oud word en besef dat jy net aan God behoort en elke dag vra dat Hy jou moet kom haal, jy sal terugdink aan toe jy jonk was en aan die wereld behoort het.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-5075067938437417754?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/5075067938437417754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/09/die-sout-van-die-aarde.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/5075067938437417754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/5075067938437417754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/09/die-sout-van-die-aarde.html' title='Die sout van die aarde'/><author><name>Karien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13413641725278793274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnxSWLKnCnA/SoFInOt1IdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nUspPSyqtog/S220/Picture+152.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-8302824774681078197</id><published>2009-09-03T09:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T09:35:04.720+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God doesn't call the qualified,&lt;br /&gt;He qualifies the called. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Will of God&lt;br /&gt;never takes you to  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where the Grace of God&lt;br /&gt;will not protect you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The best mathematical equation&lt;br /&gt;I have ever seen:&lt;br /&gt; 1 cross + 3 nails = 4 given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-8302824774681078197?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/8302824774681078197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/09/sayings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/8302824774681078197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/8302824774681078197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/09/sayings.html' title='Sayings'/><author><name>zelda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14831478593958921279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QtSwIEsP-Q/SonP913J_hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QNlH1PPL2cE/S220/Butterfly+11.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-6334990996790605437</id><published>2009-09-01T09:44:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T10:03:41.322+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought...</title><content type='html'>Frank Sinatra once said a very true thing, applying to last night's discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman cam to Frank (after his show) and told him that her husband is his biggest fan, but he was very sick, and couldn't attend the show. Could he give her a photo with his signature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He the proceeded to take off his gold and diamond cufflinks and gave it to her with a photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend asked him why he gave away the very expensive cufflinks to someone that didn't even attend the show. And he answered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you own something nice, and you are unable to give it away, then you don't own IT, IT owns you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something to think about...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-6334990996790605437?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/6334990996790605437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-thought.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/6334990996790605437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/6334990996790605437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought...'/><author><name>Neill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10941693885731451869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-3423162884076504226</id><published>2009-08-31T18:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T18:13:57.693+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew 5:3-11 (The Message)</title><content type='html'>3"You're blessed when you're at the end of your rope. With less of you there is more of God and his rule.&lt;br /&gt; 4"You're blessed when you feel you've lost what is most dear to you. Only then can you be embraced by the One dearest to you.&lt;br /&gt; 5"You're blessed when you're content with just who you are—no more, no less. That's the moment you find yourselves proud owners of everything that can't be bought.&lt;br /&gt; 6"You're blessed when you've worked up a good appetite for God. He's food and drink in the best meal you'll ever eat.&lt;br /&gt; 7"You're blessed when you care. At the moment of being 'care-full,' you find yourselves cared for.&lt;br /&gt; 8"You're blessed when you get your inside world—your mind and heart—put right. Then you can see God in the outside world.&lt;br /&gt; 9"You're blessed when you can show people how to cooperate instead of compete or fight. That's when you discover who you really are, and your place in God's family.&lt;br /&gt; 10"You're blessed when your commitment to God provokes persecution. The persecution drives you even deeper into God's kingdom.&lt;br /&gt; 11-12"Not only that—count yourselves blessed every time people put you down or throw you out or speak lies about you to discredit me. What it means is that the truth is too close for comfort and they are uncomfortable. You can be glad when that happens—give a cheer, even!—for though they don't like it, I do! And all heaven applauds. And know that you are in good company. My prophets and witnesses have always gotten into this kind of trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-3423162884076504226?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/3423162884076504226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/matthew-53-11-message.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/3423162884076504226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/3423162884076504226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/matthew-53-11-message.html' title='Matthew 5:3-11 (The Message)'/><author><name>Fourie Rossouw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XegUVLQMgDk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nB3P1JeX4ws/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-635921719038367810</id><published>2009-08-27T10:35:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T10:41:53.558+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace incarnated</title><content type='html'>Last night grace became "flesh", taking on the form of doughnuts and coffee. Afterwards one officer told me: "Thank you my friend, keep on doing what you are doing. It's good to know their is still good people out there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since a stranger told me I am good. Funny, how when you give out grace, even if its only a cup of coffee, grace are given back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was good for my soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-635921719038367810?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/635921719038367810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/grace-incarnated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/635921719038367810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/635921719038367810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/grace-incarnated.html' title='Grace incarnated'/><author><name>Fourie Rossouw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XegUVLQMgDk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nB3P1JeX4ws/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-1049290491023415602</id><published>2009-08-27T08:55:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T09:47:18.460+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Drumming and Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;WOW! The drumming was absolutely awesome! Powerful stuff! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must admit that I was a little hesitant for our "Drumming and Coffee" evening as it took me out of my comfort zone.  So often one wants to contribute to the community, or to those less fortunate, but more often than not we take the easy route.... donations, charity golf days, movie clubs etc.  Not so often do we roll up our sleeves and put in the elbow grease.  This might not have been a major charity drive, but rather a little gesture that made these men and women's evening.  Thank you for this opportunity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our Group had the pleasure of surprising the Linden police station with fresh coffee and doughnuts..... and boy were they surprised!  I am sure it was the highlight of the month! While we were unpacking and setting up they all stood around in disbelief and were probably wondering what on earth we were doing and why.  Once the formalities were out of the way they all dived in and thouroughly enjoyed the treat.  Of course the seargent had to have the first doughnut and was even kind enough to say grace.  I was quite surprised when he asked whether we had prayed for the food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a really enjoyable&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; evening&lt;/span&gt;!  Thanks again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are some photo's from our outing to Linden (sorry, photo's were taken with my cellphone, so they aren't great quality) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbygiMJ2hYM/SpY2Mg2-EkI/AAAAAAAAADU/1mdW1X6Yd8U/s1600-h/IMG00106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374542793920090690" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbygiMJ2hYM/SpY2Mg2-EkI/AAAAAAAAADU/1mdW1X6Yd8U/s200/IMG00106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbygiMJ2hYM/SpY1R4-vg9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/MlWZDRGIUvY/s1600-h/IMG00103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374541786782860242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbygiMJ2hYM/SpY1R4-vg9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/MlWZDRGIUvY/s200/IMG00103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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Grace has rhythm and we are going to xplore it by drumming together on bongos and jembes, (some might even call it worship!) Afterwards we are going to visit a few police stations in the area with good coffee and doughnuts, some might even call it and experiment in grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-5500072500965556728?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/5500072500965556728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/drumming-and-coffee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/5500072500965556728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/5500072500965556728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/drumming-and-coffee.html' title='Drumming and Coffee'/><author><name>Fourie Rossouw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XegUVLQMgDk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nB3P1JeX4ws/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-6607623370347577880</id><published>2009-08-21T11:31:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:43:49.691+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Every sinner has a FUTURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 27px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poem received this morning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 27px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was shocked, confused, bewildered&lt;br /&gt;As I entered Heaven's door,&lt;br /&gt;Not by the beauty of it all,&lt;br /&gt;Nor the lights or its decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was the folks in Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Who made me sputter and gasp--&lt;br /&gt;The thieves, the liars, the sinners,&lt;br /&gt;The alcoholics and the trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There stood the kid from seventh grade&lt;br /&gt;Who swiped my lunch money twice.&lt;br /&gt;Next to him was my old neighbour&lt;br /&gt;Who never said anything nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herb, who I always thought&lt;br /&gt;Was rotting away in hell,&lt;br /&gt;Was sitting pretty on cloud nine,&lt;br /&gt;Looking incredibly well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nudged Jesus, 'What's the deal?&lt;br /&gt;I would love to hear Your take.&lt;br /&gt;How'd all these sinners get up here?&lt;br /&gt;God must've made a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And why's everyone so quiet,&lt;br /&gt;So sombre - give me a clue.'&lt;br /&gt;'Hush, child,' He said, 'they're all in shock.&lt;br /&gt;No one thought they'd be seeing you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUDGE NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember...Just going to church doesn't make you a Christian&lt;br /&gt;any more than standing in your garage makes you a car .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every saint has a PAST....&lt;br /&gt;Every sinner has a FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-6607623370347577880?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/6607623370347577880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/every-sinner-has-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/6607623370347577880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/6607623370347577880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/every-sinner-has-future.html' title='Every sinner has a FUTURE'/><author><name>zelda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14831478593958921279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QtSwIEsP-Q/SonP913J_hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QNlH1PPL2cE/S220/Butterfly+11.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-8944598338261037794</id><published>2009-08-17T23:20:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:33:22.722+02:00</updated><title type='text'>'n Maalende bulb moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;Vandat ons begin het, het Mat 11:29 gereeld in my kop gemaal. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ek lees dit die kant toe, dan lees ek die vers daardie kant toe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt; font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;Walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;work&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red"&gt;with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;b&gt;watch&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;how &lt;/b&gt;I &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Learn&lt;/b&gt; the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;unforced rhythms of grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;I am able to &lt;b&gt;watch&lt;/b&gt; Jesus when I &lt;b&gt;learn&lt;/b&gt; more, of His &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;unforced rhythms of grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, from the Bible. When I try hard to add the new found wi&lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;sd&lt;/st1:personname&gt;om to my live is the not a way of &lt;b&gt;walking&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;with Jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;and&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;working&lt;span style="color:red"&gt; with Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Terwyl ons deur die tekse/tekste gelees het, het die volgende woorde/phrases vir my uitgestaan.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top:0cm" type="disc"&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;Recover      your live&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;With      me&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;Watch      how&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;Do      it&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;Unforced      rhythms of grace&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;Keep      company &lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;Learn      to live&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; A bulb moment resulted in the following:-&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top:0cm" type="disc"&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l1 level1 lfo2;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.5pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;      color:black"&gt;Keep company with Jesus, watch how to and recover your live; learn      to live with the unforced rhythms of grace. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Do I want to do it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Ek het in 2006 die volgende gesegde (as mens dit ‘n gesegde &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; noem) gehoor – ‘Walk the talk’, dit is nou om mense wat Jesus uit leef en nie net praat nie te beskryf. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ek will dit verder uitbry deur te se ‘walk the talk AND talk the walk’&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Maak dit deel van ons lewens weg.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;Cheers for eers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-ZA;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt; &lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-8944598338261037794?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/8944598338261037794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/n-maalende-bulb-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/8944598338261037794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/8944598338261037794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/n-maalende-bulb-moment.html' title='&apos;n Maalende bulb moment'/><author><name>zelda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14831478593958921279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QtSwIEsP-Q/SonP913J_hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QNlH1PPL2cE/S220/Butterfly+11.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-7109397655283112729</id><published>2009-08-17T23:06:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:19:22.327+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoke results form our search efforts No 2</title><content type='html'>This is link to web-site with good explanation.  &lt;a href="http://www.christianchronicle.org/article172~Meditation:_To_understand_'Take_my_yoke_upon_you_and_learn_from_me'"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;If it does not work copy link below and past into the address bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.christianchronicle.org/article172~Meditation:_To_understand_'Take_my_yoke_upon_you_and_learn_from_me'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-7109397655283112729?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/7109397655283112729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/yoke-results-form-our-search-efforts-no_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/7109397655283112729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/7109397655283112729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/yoke-results-form-our-search-efforts-no_17.html' title='Yoke results form our search efforts No 2'/><author><name>zelda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14831478593958921279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QtSwIEsP-Q/SonP913J_hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QNlH1PPL2cE/S220/Butterfly+11.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-8742888585354878694</id><published>2009-08-17T23:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:02:43.567+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoke results form our search efforts No 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-ZA" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-ZA"&gt;Albert Barnes' Notes on the Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:3.0pt; margin-left:36.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-fareast-font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;1)&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia"&gt;Take my yoke - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt; font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;This is a figure taken from the use of oxen, and hence signifying to labor for one, or in the service of anyone. The “yoke” is used in the Bible as an emblem:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:3.0pt; margin-left:72.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-fareast-font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;(1)&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;text-transform:uppercase"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt; font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;f bondage or slavery, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:green"&gt;Lev_26:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:green"&gt;Deu_28:38&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:3.0pt; margin-left:72.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-fareast-font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;(2)&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;text-transform:uppercase"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt; font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;f afflictions or crosses, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:green"&gt;Lam_3:27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. Klaagliedere 3:27&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:3.0pt; margin-left:72.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-fareast-font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;(3)&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;text-transform:uppercase"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt; font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;f the punishment of sin, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:green"&gt;Lam_1:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, Klaagliedere 1:14&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:3.0pt; margin-left:72.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-fareast-font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;(4)&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;text-transform:uppercase"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt; font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;f the commandments of God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:3.0pt; margin-left:72.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-fareast-font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;(5)&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia;text-transform:uppercase"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt; font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;f legal ceremonies, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:green"&gt;Act_15:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:green"&gt;Gal_5:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:36.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;2)&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia"&gt;It refers here to the religion of the Redeemer; and the idea is, that they should embrace his system of religion and obey him. All virtue and all religion imply “restraint” - the restraint of our bad passions and inclinations - and subjection to laws; and the Saviour here means to say that the restraints and laws of his religion are mild, and gentle, and easy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:36.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;3)&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family: Georgia"&gt;Let anyone compare them with the burdensome and expensive ceremonies of the Jews (see &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:green"&gt;Act_15:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;), or with the religious rites of the pagan everywhere, or with the requirements of the Popish system, and he will see how true it is that Jesus’ yoke is easy. And let his laws and requirements be compared with the laws which sin imposes on its votaries - the laws of fashion, and honor, and sensuality - and he will feel that religion is “freedom,” &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:green"&gt;Joh_8:36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. “He is a freeman whom the truth makes free, and all are slaves besides.” It is “easier” to be a Christian than a sinner; and of all the yokes ever imposed on people, that of the Redeemer is the lightest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-8742888585354878694?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/8742888585354878694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/yoke-results-form-our-search-efforts-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/8742888585354878694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/8742888585354878694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/yoke-results-form-our-search-efforts-no.html' title='Yoke results form our search efforts No 1'/><author><name>zelda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14831478593958921279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QtSwIEsP-Q/SonP913J_hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QNlH1PPL2cE/S220/Butterfly+11.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-5003675660749660252</id><published>2009-08-17T22:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:00:14.732+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions during session/Vrae tydens sessie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Hoop ek het als getik&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top:0cm" start="1" type="1"&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;neem      juk op &lt;/li&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top:0cm" start="1" type="a"&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;wat       is die juk&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;juk       hoekom sag &amp;amp; lig&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;Juk       wat Jesus gedrae het&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;Juk       wat ons drae (my eie)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;Juk       wat ek kry&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;waar      kry ons die rus&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;slegs      vir bemoeides &amp;amp; oorlaaide mense (van watter mense praat Jesus)&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top:0cm" start="1" type="a"&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;whom       was part of Jesus crowd&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;wat      is koppeling met Joodse kultuur &amp;amp; tradiesies&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;wat      het die mense in Jesus se tyd moeg en oorlaai laat voel&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top:0cm" start="1" type="a"&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; dit met vandag       in kontekts gebring word&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;wat       veroorsaak dat jy moeg &amp;amp; oorlaai is&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;dinge       voor teks, wat het aanleiding gegee tot die teks&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;moet      ek eers vir myself of sorg vir ander mense ook&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top:0cm" start="1" type="a"&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;moet       ek sorg dat ekself in die hemel kom&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;moet       ek opofferings maak en so ‘n bydrae maak om ander ook van Jesus te vertel&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;burned      out on religion? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top:0cm" start="1" type="a"&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;Nie       in die afr weergawe&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;Daar       is ‘n veskill tussen geloof (religion) &amp;amp; god&lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;sd&lt;/st1:personname&gt;iens       (faith)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;skrywer       het ook storie/ervaring van ‘burned out on religion’&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;keep      company with me – wie is die ‘me’&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top:0cm" start="1" type="a"&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;met       Jesus OF sy mense (ander Christene/ongelowiges)&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;wont      lay anything heavy or ill-fitting&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top:0cm" start="1" type="a"&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;wat       is die ill-fitting&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;rus      vir gemoed (in OAV) &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;      dit gekoppel word met &lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;      mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;unforced rhythms of grace (in Msg)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list 36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;unforced      rhythms of grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top:0cm" start="1" type="a"&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;wat       beteken genade&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level2 lfo1;tab-stops:list 72.0pt"&gt;wat       omvat die genade&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-5003675660749660252?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/5003675660749660252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/questions-during-sessionvrae-tydens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/5003675660749660252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/5003675660749660252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/questions-during-sessionvrae-tydens.html' title='Questions during session/Vrae tydens sessie'/><author><name>zelda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14831478593958921279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QtSwIEsP-Q/SonP913J_hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QNlH1PPL2cE/S220/Butterfly+11.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-5038744622126763112</id><published>2009-08-17T14:59:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T15:13:06.969+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Sleep While The Wind Blows</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Someone sent me this email quite a while ago, but I have never forgotten it.  I eventually pinned it on my notice board by my desk for inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Years ago, a farmer owned land along the Atlantic seacoast.&lt;br /&gt;He constantly advertised for hired hands.&lt;br /&gt;Most people were reluctant to work on farms along the Atlantic.&lt;br /&gt;They dreaded the awful storms that raged across the Atlantic, wreaking havoc on the buildings and crops.&lt;br /&gt;As the farmer interviewed applicants for the job, he received a steady stream of refusals.Finally, a short, thin man, well past middle age, approached the farmer.&lt;br /&gt;'Are you a good farm hand?' the farmer asked him.&lt;br /&gt;'Well, I can sleep when the wind blows,' answered the little man.Although puzzled by this answer, the farmer, desperate for help, hired him.&lt;br /&gt;The little man worked well around the farm, busy from dawn to dusk, and the farmer felt satisfied with the man's work.&lt;br /&gt;Then one night the wind howled loudly in from offshore.&lt;br /&gt;Jumping out of bed, the farmer grabbed a lantern and rushed next door to the hired hand's sleeping quarters.&lt;br /&gt;He shook the little man and yelled, 'Get up! A storm is coming! Tie things down before they blow away!'&lt;br /&gt;The little man rolled over in bed and said firmly, 'No sir. I told you, I can sleep when the wind blows.'Enraged by the response, the farmer was tempted to fire him on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, he hurried outside to prepare for the storm.&lt;br /&gt;To his amazement, he discovered that all of the haystacks had been covered with tarpaulins.&lt;br /&gt;The cows were in the barn, the chickens were in the coops, and the doors were barred.&lt;br /&gt;The shutters were tightly secured.. Everything was tied down.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could blow away.&lt;br /&gt;The farmer then understood what his hired hand meant,&lt;br /&gt;so he returned to his bed to also sleep while the wind blew.&lt;br /&gt;When you're prepared, spiritually, mentally, and physically, you have nothing to fear.&lt;br /&gt;Can you sleep when the wind blows through your life?&lt;br /&gt;The hired hand in the story was able to sleep because he had secured the farm against the storm.&lt;br /&gt;We secure ourselves against the storms of life by grounding ourselves in the Word of God.&lt;br /&gt;We don't need to understand, we just need to hold his hand to have peace in the middle of storms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-5038744622126763112?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/5038744622126763112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-you-sleep-while-wind-blows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/5038744622126763112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/5038744622126763112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-you-sleep-while-wind-blows.html' title='Can You Sleep While The Wind Blows'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844722824308290350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-6995090141514777800</id><published>2009-08-14T10:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:48:39.398+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Give Up</title><content type='html'>One day a young lady was driving along with her father. They came upon a storm, and the young lady asked her father, What should I do?" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said "keep driving".  Cars began to pull over to the side, the storm was getting worse.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What should I do." The young lady asked? &lt;br /&gt;"Keep driving," her father replied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On up a few feet, she noticed that eighteen wheelers were also pulling over.  She told her dad, "I must pull over, I can barely see ahead.  It is terrible, and everyone is pulling over!"   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Her father told her, "Don't give up, just keep driving!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the storm was terrible, but she never stopped driving, and soon she could see a little more clearly. After a couple of miles she was again on dry land, and the sun came out. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Her father said, "Now you can pull over and get out." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said "But why now?"   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said "When you get out, look back at all the people that gave up and are still in the storm, because you never gave up your storm is  now over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a testimony for anyone who is going through "hard times". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because everyone else, even the strongest, gives up. You don't have to...if you keep going, soon your storm will be over and the sun will shine upon your face again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-6995090141514777800?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/6995090141514777800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/never-give-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/6995090141514777800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/6995090141514777800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/never-give-up.html' title='Never Give Up'/><author><name>RF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638121724330128078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-1045376113241768410</id><published>2009-08-13T21:02:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:09:21.801+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Loosing my religion</title><content type='html'>I wrote the following more than three months ago on my Doubtful Diaries blog. Since then I stumbled upon the Matthew 11 text. I think Jesus was talking to people like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Outside the thunder is rolling, the winds are picking up speed and the clouds have turned everything gray. On days like this in ancient times, people believed that the gods are angry. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today we know better. Today we know that this is part of nature, no one is angry. It is just life going through growing pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But still we pray as if God is angry. Our prayers are filled with words of penitence, “I am so sorry” “Have mercy” “Please God forgive my sins”. Day in and day out, we plead and moan and cry. We go to church, synagogue, temple and mosque. We tithe and fast, confess and commit. We hope that we are wrong and fear that we are right, because somewhere deep in our souls the wounds of ancient superstitions are still sore, still oozing with toxic religiosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere in my struggle to submit to the demands of my religion I have lost Life. That’s what religion does, it sucks life out you. Instead of standing in awe of the thunder and the lightning, we run into our temples and pray to the gods for mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The words from R.E.M’s “Losing my Religion” have been in my head the whole day. I got to let go of the fear. I got to let go of the superstition. To much guilt, I need a breath of Fresh Air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s time to open the shutters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s time to show religion the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s time to let Life in." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I wish I could have been there the day Jesus spoke the words of Matthew 11...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-1045376113241768410?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://doubtfuldiaries.blogspot.com/search/label/R.E.M' title='Loosing my religion'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/1045376113241768410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/loosing-my-religion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/1045376113241768410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/1045376113241768410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/loosing-my-religion.html' title='Loosing my religion'/><author><name>Fourie Rossouw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XegUVLQMgDk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nB3P1JeX4ws/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-1737914437999234600</id><published>2009-08-13T07:34:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T07:40:09.969+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mayonnaise Jar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;When things in your life seem, Almost too much to handle, When 24 Hours in a day is not enough, Remember the mayonnaise jar and 2 cups of coffee.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;A professor stood before his philosophy class And had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, He picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar And proceeded to fill it with golf balls.  He then asked the students, If the jar was full. They agreed that it was.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open Areas between the golf balls.  He then asked The students again If the jar was full.. They agreed it was.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The professor next picked up a box of sand And poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded With an unanimous 'yes.'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The professor then produced Two cups of coffee from under the table And poured the entire contents Into the jar, effectively Filling the Empty space between the sand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The students laughed.  'Now,' said the professor, As the laughter subsided, 'I want you to recognize that This jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things - God, family, children, health, Friends, and Favourite passions Things that if everything else was lost And only they remained, Your life would still be full.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The pebbles are the other things that matter Like your job, house, and car.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The sand is everything else -- The small stuff.  'If you put the sand into the jar first,' He continued, 'there is no room for The pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life.  If you spend all your time And energy on the small stuff, You will never have room for The things that are Important to you. So... Pay attention to the things That are critical to your happiness. Play With your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner.  There will always be time  To clean the house and fix the disposal.  'Take care of the golf balls first -- The things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;One of the students raised her hand And inquired what the coffee represented.  The professor smiled. 'I'm glad you asked'.  It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for A couple of cups of coffee with a friend.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-1737914437999234600?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/1737914437999234600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/mayonnaise-jar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/1737914437999234600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/1737914437999234600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/mayonnaise-jar.html' title='The Mayonnaise Jar'/><author><name>Karien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13413641725278793274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnxSWLKnCnA/SoFInOt1IdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nUspPSyqtog/S220/Picture+152.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-1675922820393458837</id><published>2009-08-11T09:16:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T09:26:15.725+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Synchronicity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Funny how different stories tend to align. In psycology this is called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;synchronicity. While we are busy with the Matthew 11 text, a friend on a different journey sent me the following written by a pastor he knows well:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Die Islamitiese groep al Shabaab in die suide van Somalië is tans besig om met geweld die silwer en goue stopsels in die tande van mense uit te haal. Hulle gebruik sommer die mees basiese gereedskap om dit te doen. Die Islamitiese groep sê dat silwer en goud vir mode en skoonheid is, en dit is teen die streng wette van Islam. Hulle “ontvoer” die mense teen hulle wil, en haal dan die silwer en goue stopsels uit hulle tande. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Mense is soms baie wreed in die beoefening van hulle godsdiens. Dit gebeur in alle godsdienste – ook in die Christendom. Dit is veral sleg as mense allerhande reëls afdwing op ander mense. Die Skrifgeleerdes in die tyd van Jesus was ook lief om dit te doen. Toe antwoord Jesus: “Julle wetgeleerdes! Ellende wag vir julle ook, want julle laai ondraaglike laste op die mense, en self verroer julle geen vinger om die laste te dra nie (Luk 11:46).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Christeneplaas vandag steeds allerhande laste op mense, dit wil sê hulle meet ander mense voortdurend aan die hand van godsdienstige reëls, terwyl hulle dit dikwels self nie nakom nie. Ek onthou baie goed hoe ’n dominee ’n klompie jare gelede sy misnoë uitgespreek het omdat my vriend sy kar op ’n Sondag gewas het. Maar dieselfde dominee is later in ’n buite-egtelike verhouding betrap!! En ek sal nog baie sulke voorbeelde kan gee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Jesus het egter ’n ander boodskap gehad vir die mense wat so swaar gebuk gegaan het onder reëls. Hy het gesê: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;“Kom na My toe, almal wat uitgeput en oorlaai is, en Ek sal julle rus gee. Neem my juk op julle en leer van My, want Ek is sagmoedig en nederig van hart, en julle sal rus kry vir julle gemoed. My juk is sag en my las is lig.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Mt. 11:28-30)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-1675922820393458837?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/1675922820393458837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/funny-how-different-stories-tend-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/1675922820393458837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/1675922820393458837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/funny-how-different-stories-tend-to.html' title='Synchronicity'/><author><name>Fourie Rossouw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XegUVLQMgDk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nB3P1JeX4ws/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-5950618912016078358</id><published>2009-08-10T22:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:14:09.150+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest stop</title><content type='html'>Michael Yaconelli: "Spiritual growth is not running faster, as in more meetings, more Bible studies, and more prayer meetings. Spiritual growth happens when we slow our activity down. If we want to meet Jesus, we can't do it on the run. If we want to stay on the road of faith, we have to hit the brakes, pull over to a rest area, and stop. Christianity is not about inviting Jesus to speed through life with us; it's about noticing Jesus sitting at the rest stop. While the church earnestly warns Christians to watch for the devil, the devil is sitting in the congregation encouraging everyone to keep busy doing "good things.""&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-5950618912016078358?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/5950618912016078358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/rest-stop.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/5950618912016078358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/5950618912016078358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/rest-stop.html' title='Rest stop'/><author><name>Fourie Rossouw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XegUVLQMgDk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nB3P1JeX4ws/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-9020131774413480045</id><published>2009-08-10T09:14:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T14:30:12.989+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew 11:28-30</title><content type='html'>Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me – watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly. -Matthew 11:28-30&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-9020131774413480045?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/9020131774413480045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/9020131774413480045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/9020131774413480045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-1.html' title='Matthew 11:28-30'/><author><name>Fourie Rossouw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XegUVLQMgDk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nB3P1JeX4ws/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-727341099985101325.post-9203213831866127659</id><published>2009-07-17T08:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:46:08.573+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The start</title><content type='html'>This blog is a 12 week journey of round about 30 friends around six Jesus stories. Every two weeks a new story will be discussed. Every other Monday evening talking will change to doing. The hope is that during these 12 weeks we will move from religious to relational, from faith formulas to faithful friendships, from rules to habits and from being Cultural Christians to Followers of the Way. We invite anyone who stumbles upon this blog to join the discussion. Happy reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/727341099985101325-9203213831866127659?l=thejesusway101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/feeds/9203213831866127659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-blog-will-start-on-10-august-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/9203213831866127659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/727341099985101325/posts/default/9203213831866127659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejesusway101.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-blog-will-start-on-10-august-2009.html' title='The start'/><author><name>Fourie Rossouw</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XegUVLQMgDk/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nB3P1JeX4ws/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
