Monday, July 30, 2007

MySpace, the final frontier

These are the voyages of a man trying to make his way through the internet.

Blogspot, bebo, meebo?, facebook, myspace... all of them want your soul.

I've decided to add to my blog here by having a MySpace page for better networking and photo-albums and so forth.

So, here is my MySpace Page!

"Check me out. No, seriously, check me out." ~ Strong Bad,

Saturday, July 21, 2007

Remarkable marks

The title is more of a pun than an act of arrogance.

I got my BCNZ results for Church History A last semester:



For those without any historical knowledge of my Bachelor of Ministries study, I did Church History A once before and failed.



Honestly, I was so happy when I got this result (since I was convinced I performed so badly I was on the brink of failure) that a tear literally came to my eye as I leaped for joy.

Monday, July 16, 2007

Inconveniently holy: kiwi men

I was praying with El Paulo the other day at church, and we were talking through some issues regarding an upcoming "Men's Camp" (to be held at Hanmer Springs, w00t) as well as kiwi masculinity.

Background Info: As you might know I have an audio bible, so while I did a double shift at work the other day I also managed to listen to the whole of Proverbs. A weird experience, I can tell you, but one that I have come to enjoy (listening to vast tracts of Scripture versus hand-selecting only favourite/popular, single verses). A verse jumped out at me then that I felt was good to mention to Paul...

Proverbs 17:17 says,

A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity.

A brother is born for adversity.

That resonates somewhere really deep inside me. It's the same part of me that would put myself in danger to save my sister.

I want to feel that way towards the other guys at Opawa, and I want us all to feel like its okay to return the sentiment and still be a 'man'.

I don't want a mate who has my back just whenever its convenient for them, when they have the time, or when it doesn't put them out a bit. I want a friend who will be there for me come hell or high water and, damn it, they were born to do it.

As a Christian, I call that being, 'inconveniently holy'.

And I want to be that friend too.