I think its hilarious. I was reading on the nbc5 website earlier about how expecting women are trying to avoid having children today. I think it would be awesome to have a kid born on a day people get so freaked out about. I think it's funny.....people getting scared about something menial. Not that the mark of the beast will be menial............just don't get any tatoos today :)
In other news, SALT is going awesome! We all are living in apartments near Halsted, and it's such a beautifully bustling area. This is an awesome group of people involved in the program. We are all expecting great things from God this summer.
Please keep praying for us! We want to change history here. A remnant church would be an answer to prayer....
-the gregory
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These past ten weeks have flown by fast. It's hard to believe that Sunday, most salters will leave for Ames.
I've talked to probably a dozen people or so about the gospel this summer. I got a really low level of interest. Last week on the train, I met one guy who was interested. We had barely gotten to start talking when the conductors asked to talk to him, and I think they kicked him off the train. I would've helped if I could, but he said he'd be right back, and he never came.........I'm a bit disappointed, but still excited that I've actually started taking steps to having evangelism be a way of life, instead of just something I do for brownie points. We can't just stop there though. From Terry Bartley's teaching the other night, I gathered that there is a ridiculously low number of people discipling out there. We need to be discipling! Multiplication works faster than adding. But be patient, it will probably take around 10 years to start seeing the fruits of multiplication.
I'll miss everyone that came out this summer. Our LTG (Tom, Teply, Luke and myself) was the best.......smoking cigars, visiting bars, lighting our selves (and hamsters) on fire........
I'll miss SALT 2005, and will remember it for the rest of my life.
Thanks God, you rock.
love, greg
my blog
Anyway, since I'm "Angry" now, I know what I'll post on instead. I decided at the beginning of the summer that I needed to perfect a good Angry Face. I know I'm a pretty joyful, jovial, kind of person, but I figured that if I ever came across a situation that required a very stern look from myself, I would need to be ready. So I was practicing on some of the girls, and the results were decent enough. The only problem was that I didn't know if my scary face was working, or if people just really didn't like me.
At this point, inspiration struck. The best way to see whether or not I look angry is to try my new face out every time someone takes my picture. As the summer progressed, I could see a definite improvement in my mean look. One of my earlier posts actually had a chronological album of pictures showing my development, but It took way to much time and I am NOT about to go through all of that work again. I must say, though, that I am quite impressed with the angry-face and I am almost scared of myself from looking at a few of the pictures. There, of course, is a downside to this. Currently, almost all of the SALT photos have me looking, really, really, upset with someone. Oops!
I hope to be able to upload those photos once I get a chance to move from a Mac to a PC. I think you guys will be quite happy with the evolution of my guise.
I’m alone, my head is clear
Yet I lack, understanding and fear
I’m going through the motions,
overlooking daily devotions
I conceal the book
So as not to be mistook
For someone with beliefs
I lose myself in the crowd
Wait for Him to speak aloud
Wait for God to bring me my relief… from my grief…
What should I give for what I get?
Or is that just it…
I don’t get what I deserve
Yet I’m called to serve
I cannot hear his voice of reason,
Or see his finger pointing the way
Seek and you will find ask and it will be given to you?
Or is it just a cliché
I close my eyes, my mind forms the words
I hear a voice, it could be HIS!
But the deamons have voices too…
I cant make out who’s it is
Can you hear my whisper God?
Carry me along your path
I’d rather struggle through doubt, temptation, confusion on this earth
Than contend with your wrath
-by Alisa Link
Just as my child brings his broken toys
with tears for me to mend,
I took my broken dreams to God
because he was my friend.
but instead of leaving Him
in peace to work alone,
I hung around and tried to help
with ways that were my own
at last I snatched them back and cried,
"how could you be so slow?"
"what could I do my child" he said
"you never did let go"
-by Faith Mitchner
My father's way may twist and turn
my heart may throb and ache
but in my soul I'm glad to know
he makes no mistake
My cherished plans may go astray
my hopes may fade away,
but still I'll trust my Lord to lead
for be does know the way
tho night be dark and it may seem
that day will never break
I'll pin my faith, my all in Him
he makes no mistake
there's so much I cannot see
my eyesight far to dim
but come what may I'll simply trust
and leave it all to Him
For by and by the mist will lift
and plain it all He'll make
through all the way, tho dark to me
he made not one mistake.
- by A.M. Overton (1932)
As a child of God
Looks daily into the word of God
and beholds intently the glory of God
as manifested in the Son of God
she shall by the will of God
be transformed into the image of God
-by Harry Reeder
There is a place prepared for me
a table by the crystal sea
where my beloved bids me rest
and gently lean upon His breast
He dries my tears he breaks my chains
he binds my wounds he heals my pain
he souths my tired and troubled soul
he fills my cup it overflows
the finest wine the choicest bread
by his own nail scarred hands I'm fed
he hides my shame in holy dress
he clothes me with his righteousness
he lifts my veil he draws me close
proclaims me His to the heavenly host
while angels sing his reverence
he leads me in a sacred dance
there is a place by the crystal sea
where my beloved waits for me
he bids me come just as I am
to the wedding feast of the lamb.
-by Judie Lawson
those are from a book I've been reading called Dreams of a Woman, by sharon jaynes
what is right and what is wrong
is it found in song of songs?
am I free by what I achieve
or is it simply what I believe
who is this God the courts don't trust
they say ammendments we must adjust
our world turns love from God to self
strives for fame, pow'r and wealth
come O' day of this earth's doom
when great and small raise from their tomb
our Lord will read from his life book
and all will rise whose sins He took
-by Alisa Link
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Sad story of today is that i was heading back to Milwaukee and saw the most depressing sign. Some where around Kenosha there was a city doing garage sales all over the place, there where signs everywhere, the sad part was there was one sign that said "divorce sale". Though it helped spark a conversation with the third person i sat with (for some reason people take grey hound a couple of miles which made it hard but fun to talk to people).
Now that i am home, it is hard with being attacked with questions with my faith and why it is wrong. The good news of this story is i discussed the Bible with my Grandma, Grandpa, and Aunt for a good two hours. So drained, i am excited. God bless you all...
~teply
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