<?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-32187721</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:52:24.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reedeemed</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116948618049212617</id><published>2007-01-22T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T09:16:20.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I hear trumpets....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this blog around August 1 and now I think I hear the trumpets. They seem to be playing "&lt;strong&gt;Last Post"!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog has been very therapeutic for me. I blogged my way through a very traumatic time but now I think it is time to turn the corner. I am trying to have a life that no longer revolves around my jaw or teeth. I feel returning strength and am ready to leave this blog behind as I move forward in health.&lt;br /&gt;I will continue to visit other folks' blogs. I want to stay a part of the community but at least for now I won't be blogging you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116948618049212617?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116948618049212617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116948618049212617' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116948618049212617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116948618049212617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-think-i-hear-trumpets.html' title='I think I hear trumpets....'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116844132782007766</id><published>2007-01-10T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T07:03:24.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls On The Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the title that has come to me for our outreach project. It is apparent that girls are under attack on a whole range of issues and I think it is time to mount a counter offensive. I imagine an army of consecrated, competent and confident girls freed to be who God created them to be, and beating back darkness.&lt;br /&gt;Pink may seem an unusual voice but if the people of God keep silent 'the rockers' will cry out! I have already had an inquiry about this project and I am thinking that maybe we can franchise it. I can see a "Girls On The Attack" event happening in many different venues. Do we dare risk rising to this occasion or do we risk the consequences of silence?&lt;br /&gt;I'm very interested to see how this develops.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116844132782007766?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116844132782007766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116844132782007766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116844132782007766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116844132782007766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2007/01/girls-on-attack.html' title='Girls On The Attack'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116829911120049070</id><published>2007-01-08T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T15:31:54.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus don't want no stupid girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first year class project is to put on an evangelistic event for girls in the Greater Saint John area. One of my favourite singers is Pink and I love the video "Stupid Girls". Our idea is to do a program which encourages girls 'not to conform but to be transformed'. It sounds like fun and it is something I've never done before. I'm hoping to see an excellent program and I'm hoping to see a harvest of confident competent young women. If you would like to join me in prayer for this let me know and I'll keep you up to date on the progress.&lt;br /&gt;I taught for 3 hours straight this morning. It was great! I then did another couple of hours teaching on the net. This was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Later this month I'm teaching Romans to a group of 'lay readers' in the area.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also preaching at Stone on Sunday. It feels like "I'm back!" PTL&lt;br /&gt;At Up Town we are continuing the theme of transformation. we are going to be looking at the book of Exodus and see if we can learn lessons from the people of Israel. Most of us in Up town are across the Red Sea but we are a long way from the promised land. We may be out of slavery but we get the slavery out of us!&lt;br /&gt;Enough for now. Blog ya later. Don't be leaking fluids (it leads to no good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116829911120049070?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116829911120049070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116829911120049070' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116829911120049070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116829911120049070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2007/01/jesus-dont-want-no-stupid-girls.html' title='Jesus don&apos;t want no stupid girls'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116813005088454806</id><published>2007-01-06T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T16:34:10.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The more things change...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had to happen! My 1993 van finally died. It had aprox. 600,000 kms. I drove it to the junk yard yesterday. It was a sad day. We are now a one car family. This will mean a lot of change. Lately I have been doing a lot of walking for exercise and now it looks like this will become a useful habit. with one car we will be much 'greener' especially as the van leaked all sorts of fluids where ever it went. I was thinking of getting rid of it but I know all kinds of old people who also leak fluids wherever they go and nobody gets rid of them.&lt;br /&gt; Monday is my son's first day of elementary school. Kids his age graduated high school 6 years ago but I'm still a proud dad as he toddles off for his first day of elementary. His school is just a couple of blocks away so maybe I can walk him to school some days. (Its his first day as a student teacher.)&lt;br /&gt;The more things change the more they stay the same.&lt;br /&gt;Monday is my first day back as well. I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116813005088454806?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116813005088454806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116813005088454806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116813005088454806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116813005088454806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2007/01/more-things-change.html' title='The more things change...'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116792480375325642</id><published>2007-01-04T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T07:33:24.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 1/2 Hours is a long time!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my dental appointment. I survived and now have four big shiny teeth. They are just temporary but less temporary than the last ones. In about 4 weeks I should have my permanent new crowns. It will give me something to cast down when I'm before the throne.&lt;br /&gt;I find myself grinning a lot! God has been good on so many levels.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116792480375325642?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116792480375325642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116792480375325642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116792480375325642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116792480375325642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2007/01/4-12-hours-is-long-time.html' title='4 1/2 Hours is a long time!!!!'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116777274909243467</id><published>2007-01-02T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T13:19:10.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 begins as an EXCELLENT year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doctor today (no this is not a joke). He had given me a month to get my blood pressure under control. This involved regular exercise, losing weight and avoiding salt. These are all big challenges by themselves but together are designed to suck the life out of Christmas festivities. The result was I lost 6 pounds and...... (insert drum roll here)...... and my blood pressure was 'well in the excellent range'!&lt;br /&gt;Despite the obvious handicaps it has been a good time. I have seen a lot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me as I go tomorrow for more dental work!&lt;br /&gt;I will be getting 4 crowns done. It is another 4 and half hour appointment. I hope to have a flashy smile for Rachel Johnson's ring blessing party on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116777274909243467?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116777274909243467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116777274909243467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116777274909243467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116777274909243467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007-begins-as-excellent-year.html' title='2007 begins as an EXCELLENT year'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116688823617559790</id><published>2006-12-23T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T07:37:16.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got my Christmas wish.... Well sort of</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call Thursday from the dentist's office. My 41/2 hour appointment was only going to be 3 hours. Good News it seemed. The reason was that "the lab" (feel free to boo here) did not get my new teeth shipped in time. Not so good news! So I went and had another root canal and three posts implanted. Posts are like rebar which give the tooth remnant and the new crown strength. But the dentist took pity on me and formed some pre-temporary teeth for me. I call them pre-temporary because the ones from "the lab" (feel free to boo here) are only temporary before I get the permanent porcelain ones. I go on Jan. 3rd for the next one.&lt;br /&gt;I had a rather sleep deprived night before my appointment but br God's grace dragged myself off to the dentist's. I had thought it would be easier the second time but I don't think I prayed myself up for it in the same way I did before. Lesson learned!&lt;br /&gt;Elf Help is over. I gage it quite a success. We had to scramble a bit to stay busy but we added some carolling and helping at Romero House to the duties and had a really productive time. Several of the residents of the building were touched. One man a paraplegic had his apartment transformed by a hard working team of elves. I hope to stay in touch with him in future.&lt;br /&gt;I start my Christmas break today. I celebrated by shaving. My family hasn't noticed yet!!! I figure if I don't like my scar (I think I'll tell people it was caused by an errant saber during a duel with the Prussian foe) I can grow it back by school time.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116688823617559790?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116688823617559790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116688823617559790' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116688823617559790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116688823617559790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-got-my-christmas-wish-well-sort-of.html' title='I got my Christmas wish.... Well sort of'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116653485236165219</id><published>2006-12-19T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T05:27:32.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elf Improvement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the start of our end of term mission event. So far it has been the simplest thing to plan. We plan to go to 656 Brunswick and do chores for people. I almost said it was easy to organize but there is much more faith than organization in this.&lt;br /&gt;We have had a number of posters up in the building, done a radio spot, and had a suggestion box to receive chore requests ( apparently these lists have been stolen though I did rescue 1).&lt;br /&gt;We will just turn up Wed. morning and start the jobs we know about and we will begin a door to door campaign to solicit other jobs. I am praying that we will get in a lot of good conversations with people and accomplish a lot of good, in the midst of a marginalised community.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also hoping that a mission will refocus students, who are exam weary, on the reason why they are here.&lt;br /&gt;It should be a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116653485236165219?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116653485236165219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116653485236165219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116653485236165219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116653485236165219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/12/elf-improvement.html' title='Elf Improvement'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116644920230078562</id><published>2006-12-18T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T05:40:02.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Knew?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our meal/service at Up town Last night. Its really interesting preparing for something like this. You just can't know how many or who is coming. We cooked a couple of pots of stew. (I called it "Merry Christmas Stew You") Enough to feed 60. We got about 35 but if we had got 60 people as hungry as these we would have run out of food. Linda did a great job with the stew. Susan and Phillip made biscuits. Gray made Rice Krispie (David insists I use k's now) Squares. And Susan Bates supervised. There were many hands peeling and preparing and even more cleaning up. It was another great night. I was exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;Susan asks me every week "What are we going to do next week?" I always reply "The same thing we do every week... Try and take over the world!" That's the Gospel mandate after all. Isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116644920230078562?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116644920230078562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116644920230078562' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116644920230078562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116644920230078562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/12/who-knew.html' title='Who Knew?'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116601730692496078</id><published>2006-12-13T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T05:40:43.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day of Good News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke out my Christmas cds this week. My favorite is "Good News" by Kathy Mattea. If you haven't got it in your collection you should get it!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a day of good news. I got a call from Julie, my Workmen's Compensation Case Worker. She was happy to inform me that I am now officially 100% covered for all my dental work. I was even happier to hear this! The cost will be several (many) thousands of dollars. This is a great relief!&lt;br /&gt;Also I got the go ahead to start renovation on the Stone Washed Laundry. This may take longer than I would like but we are definitely moving forward with this. After rennovation we will initially be open during Stone's office hours on Wednesday. My plan is to use this ministry as a training ground for relational evangelism for students at the college but I will also be looking for Up Town people who can be trained to supervise, as well.&lt;br /&gt;When I was at the dentist's the other day he slathered a kind of cement on all the exposed pulp and roots in my teeth. I didn't really realize how much throbbing I was experiencing until it stopped. I find myself in a much happier state of mind... humming and such.&lt;br /&gt;All this good news makes me less apprehensive (read scared) of my 4 1/2 hr. appointment on the 22nd.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116601730692496078?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116601730692496078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116601730692496078' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116601730692496078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116601730692496078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/12/day-of-good-news.html' title='A Day of Good News'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116587280460517913</id><published>2006-12-11T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T05:28:01.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like I was run over by a steamroller ... only thicker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a brave boy (if brave means shaking in ones boots but still going ahead) I had my three hour dentist appointment. Acording to him it went very well. I had three root canals done in one shot. I understand this ties the previous record. He put in three posts which will eventually hold three crowns. As a bonus for being so good today on my three hour appointment I get a four and a half hour appointment on Dec. 22 (8:30 am- 1 pm). At the end of that I will have three temporary teeth (my Christmas wish ... almost) thenn we can make another appointment (I was too afraid to ask how long) to get my actual new teeth. Then I will be done .... on my front teeth. I think I will leave my sad story right here because there are probably several sequels before the eventual ultimate happy ending. I guess its really a lot like life!&lt;br /&gt;Up Town was great last night. the highlight was Jean's determination to waltz with her husband on New Year's eve. For those who don't know Jean is usually found in her wheel chair. She has been practising walking around her apartment in preparation for this moment. We agreed with her in prayer about this and continue to pray that she will literally put legs on this prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all who have prayed for me. You are indeed better with teeth than passports. Please keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116587280460517913?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116587280460517913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116587280460517913' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116587280460517913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116587280460517913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-feel-like-i-was-run-over-by.html' title='I feel like I was run over by a steamroller ... only thicker!'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116560194970511697</id><published>2006-12-08T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T10:19:12.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dentist Had A Cancellation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now go at 10 for (gulp) a three hour appointment. I am praying no one else cancels that morning!&lt;br /&gt;Classes end today that means that soon ... Next term, I will be back to teaching full time for the first time since April! I am grateful that people covered my subjects this semester but I am anxious to get back, I have so much I want to impart and time is ticking.&lt;br /&gt;I have been preparing my final presentation on the laundry ministry. I will be making it on Tuesday evening. I hope we can see it in place in January.&lt;br /&gt;I am still reading a biography of Hudson Taylor. I have been so impressed by his faith and his Faithful God. I believe God is unchanging. He is still faithful and so if I am not experiencing growth in my life and ministry perhaps I am the problem. Taylor prayed at one point for 70 new missionaries (funding included) He worked hard at raising prayer support and he worked hard at raising the 70 missionaries. The impossible happened! Soon he was praying for 100 with the same result. The impossible happened! Later he prayed and worked for 1,000 and again God did the impossible! For the past 2 years, I have been praying for God to raise up a minister from within Up Town. Each time I thought I had a candidate something happened. It seemed possible and yet it has not happened. This coming year I am praying (and working) to identify and begin to equip 3 leader/ministers from within Up Town. I am praying that our average congregation will be 60 by this time next year and that we will see a dozen or more conversions.&lt;br /&gt;I was really encouraged to read that the CA Board has set similarly impossible goals. 16 new students and an additional $300,00.&lt;br /&gt;Since you have proved effective in prayer (we will let that passport thing slide) I invite/encourage you to join with me in faith seeking the God of the impossible. If you do join me in prayer please join me in work as well.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116560194970511697?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116560194970511697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116560194970511697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116560194970511697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116560194970511697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/12/dentist-had-cancellation.html' title='The Dentist Had A Cancellation...'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116551608572613093</id><published>2006-12-07T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T10:28:05.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Log Jam Is Broken!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After praying a lot, and inviting a lot of prayer, I spent much of yesterday afternoon on the phone. I mediated between my original doctor's office and Workers' Comp and my dentist. Suddenly things began to move. You are better with teeth than passports! The upshot is that Monday at 11am I have a 2 hour appointment at the dentist's. I am currently happy about this... I don't know how I'll feel as the day draws nearer. I feel panic pending just below the surface. I'm praying faith will drown it!&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116551608572613093?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116551608572613093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116551608572613093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116551608572613093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116551608572613093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/12/log-jam-is-broken.html' title='The Log Jam Is Broken!'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116541590611307224</id><published>2006-12-06T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T06:38:26.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is weird. What other time of the year do you sit in front of a dead tree and eat candy out of your socks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notd Henry Potter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116541590611307224?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116541590611307224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116541590611307224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116541590611307224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116541590611307224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-is-weird-what-other-time-of.html' title='Christmas is weird. What other time of the year do you sit in front of a dead tree and eat candy out of your socks?'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116541579801412848</id><published>2006-12-06T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T06:36:43.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its A Wonderful Life: I Have Shirt Powers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the two great truths I learned over the past few days. Judith bought me one of my favourite all time movies "Its A Wonderful Life". This movie is even older than me! It is a really syrupy feel good movie (if you see it to the end) and I love to watch it every year. This year Judith made a point to watch it with me. It was great sharing this treasured movie with her. I kept saying to her "It never gets old." It was especially touching this year as I recalled my choice to fight on and live this summer. Dispite the smaltz the movie speaks truth. It is a wonderful life and we should spend it like George Bailey blessing others. He is my hero. I too, want to be the richest man in town.&lt;br /&gt;David is the one who invested me with 'shirt powers'(this is a Corner Gas reference for those who may not have the secret gnosis). He gave me a shirt just like Brent's. I checked right away to see which side it buttons on and I am good to go. I am looking for just the right festive occassion to loose my now found shirt powers on the world. I want to do a series on the Gospel According to 'Corner Gas'. The Holy Spirit sometimes speaks to me in Oscar's voice. "Let me answer your question with a question......"&lt;br /&gt;I am making arrangements for a bank loan to pay dental bills with faith that Workman's Comp will eventually come through and reimburse me. I'm waiting word from the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;Remember 'No man is poor who has friends' Thanks Clarence.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116541579801412848?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116541579801412848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116541579801412848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116541579801412848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116541579801412848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-wonderful-life-i-have-shirt-powers.html' title='Its A Wonderful Life: I Have Shirt Powers!'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116524012855644355</id><published>2006-12-04T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T05:50:05.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Grant Me The Senility To Forget The People I Don't Like, The Memory To Remember The Ones I Do, And The Eye Sight To Tell The Difference!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now my birth year. I was born this day in '53 and I am... You guessed it 53! I have adopted the above as my prayer. I have decided rather than grow old gracefully I will instead grow old crazily!&lt;br /&gt;I am asking people to pray that the 'red tape' will soon come to an end and (gulp, I can't believe I'm going to say this) that I can start dental work soon! I hope you are better at praying for teeth than you are for passports. I have, quietly I hope, been experiencing pain with these broken teeth and I think that may be contributing to the high blood pressure which has me on a no/low sodium diet and a low calorie diet (as if being on a soft food diet wasn't enough).&lt;br /&gt;I am teasing for the most part. I have no complaints God is good and so is my life, even with some ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;Up Town was great last night: great sharing time, great prayer time, and a wonderful message by Gray. It was about Jesus spitting in the man's eyes and the man being progressively healed. We prayed for Jesus to spit all over us. It was at one and the same time, hilarious and healing! By the way I did not lead in any portion of the service at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank God I have my passport to Heaven!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116524012855644355?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116524012855644355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116524012855644355' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116524012855644355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116524012855644355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/12/god-grant-me-senility-to-forget-people.html' title='God Grant Me The Senility To Forget The People I Don&apos;t Like, The Memory To Remember The Ones I Do, And The Eye Sight To Tell The Difference!'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116498878664527441</id><published>2006-12-01T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T08:00:00.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All international Flights Are Grounded</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 2 months ago I applied for a passport. Then about 3 weeks ago I received an offer from my bank for a visa card which charged 7% less interest. Duh! I switched, not realizing that my passport would not go through (I had put the visa # on the application). Last week I got a call from the passport folks telling me it didn't go through. I gave them my new visa # and they moved me to the back of the line. Praying and hoping against hope I have been looking for it in the mail since. Today was my last chance and as you will have guessed it did not come.&lt;br /&gt;While I was going a little reluctantly (but obediently) I am disappointed and humbled.&lt;br /&gt;I now have a weekend totally devoid of responsibilities and I am wondering what God has in store. I'm going to visit some friends tonight. There is no drop in because the community chaplaincy is putting on a ham supper tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Gray is preaching Sunday. Hilary is leading the service and Paul is taking care of the prayer teams.&lt;br /&gt;This may be the first time that getting a new visa meant not getting a new passport!&lt;br /&gt;Who'dathunk it?&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116498878664527441?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116498878664527441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116498878664527441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116498878664527441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116498878664527441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-international-flights-are-grounded.html' title='All international Flights Are Grounded'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116492841948348324</id><published>2006-11-30T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T15:13:44.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming upstream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doctor the other day .... No this is not one of my lame jokes ... And he says I do have high blood pressure. So I have to cut down on salt, get more exercise and lose some weight! My next appointment is Jan. 2nd so I have to do all that over the holiday season or its medication for me. I am determined to do this. Linda is becoming a sodium Nazi and I am taking a very brisk walk for 20 - 30 minutes a day (except Sunday). With holiday sweets and meals I realize I'm swimming against the current but as my dad said "Any dead fish can float down stream!"&lt;br /&gt;I have one more day to get my passport in the mail before I am to go to England. I'll blog you tomorrow about that.&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading and preaching about 'disciplines' in the spiritual life and now is an opportunity to practise what I preach.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116492841948348324?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116492841948348324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116492841948348324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116492841948348324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116492841948348324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/11/swimming-upstream.html' title='Swimming upstream'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116463729324013754</id><published>2006-11-27T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T06:23:56.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are on the interweb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been off-line for a while now but I'm back. My son's router was not working and oddly enough that seemed to mean his was the only operable computer. Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;Things are looking much better to me these days. We had another great night at Up Town. The message was about 'the roles' we play in life and how they get in the way of honest relationships with God, with the Body, and with the lost.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was perfectly real and calls us to reality as well. I am convinced that we don't experience the transformation we need because we have been assigned and owned roles. By roles I mean we play the role of 'the clown' or 'the baby of the family' or 'the black sheep' or 'the happy one' or 'the ditzy one' etc. These roles are so ingrained we don't think about it anymore and we are prevented from being authentic Christians.&lt;br /&gt;We need to repent! We need to sacrafice our roles on the altar! This may feel like death and so it should. This is death to the old self. We need to be careful that as we shed old inappropriate habits and lifestyles that we are putting on: Jesus, the Armour of God, our full salvation etc. This is a key to the transformation we crave.&lt;br /&gt;I have played several roles: the clown, the black sheep, the rebel, the independent one etc. I have decided to repent! I have decided to put on Jesus. I have decided I prefer transformation to continuing stagnation.&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116463729324013754?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116463729324013754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116463729324013754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116463729324013754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116463729324013754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/11/we-are-on-interweb.html' title='We are on the interweb!'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116420689606051684</id><published>2006-11-22T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T06:48:16.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down in the dumps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't say everything on a blog. So I won't say why but the last couple of days have been very (very!) difficult. I have let it get to me. Rather than prayerful I've been despair-ful. I have also found myself retreating to old familiar habits of withdrawing from people.&lt;br /&gt;Today I make a choice. I will be prayerful! I will engage with people! I will trust God!&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell y'all what the situations are but I will appreciate your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116420689606051684?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116420689606051684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116420689606051684' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116420689606051684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116420689606051684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/11/down-in-dumps.html' title='Down in the dumps'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116379032203235621</id><published>2006-11-17T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T11:06:05.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Capable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the answer! (remember yesterday's question)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In practice many of us do not believe this and use our fallen nature (the flesh) as an excuse for the things we do or fail to do. But we have been united with "him" in his death (to the flesh nature) and are united with "him" in his resurrection (to Spirit life). We are now capable of being 'more than conquerors'. If I can go a minute or ten minutes consciously choosing what is God's will then why can I not go 2 minutes or 15 minutes ? The fact is though I can choose God I often choose sin and so am doubly guilty. But there is no condemnation....&lt;br /&gt;God wants me to choose him and practise living in his presence moment by moment. Why? The best I can figure is He loves my company.&lt;br /&gt;I now have a full cd of "All I want for Christmas is my 2 Front Teeth" I have listened to it three times today and I still enjoy it. Thank you David. I will continue to cook with cheese.&lt;br /&gt;Up Town drop in tonight. I'm praying for a good turn out.&lt;br /&gt;BTW I have no car today (sigh)&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116379032203235621?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116379032203235621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116379032203235621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116379032203235621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116379032203235621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/11/we-are-capable.html' title='We Are Capable'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116372019891998263</id><published>2006-11-16T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T15:36:38.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news ?</title><content type='html'>I heard from Workman's Comp today. They received my dentist's plan. Julie, my case worker (we are on a first name basis) said "Oh my, you have an awful lot of work to do." She is now sending it off to their dental guy for approval. He is away this week but she assures me that she should know something by next Wednesday. So I will soon be able to start dental work...... hey wait a minute is this really good news?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I guess so. Especially if I'm going to get my Christmas wish (Two front teeth). A dear friend (you know who you are Jen) sent me an attachment containing the song All I want etc. by the Chip Munks. I laughed out loud. I know people say that all the time on these blogs but I really did! Now I send out a challenge for anyone who can find other versions of the song. I want to burn an All I want etc. CD&lt;br /&gt;Romans class was fun today. we discussed the question "Are we capable of not sinning? or are we incapable of not sinning?"&lt;br /&gt;Think about. The answer comes tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116372019891998263?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116372019891998263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116372019891998263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116372019891998263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116372019891998263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/11/good-news.html' title='Good news ?'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116369460801260779</id><published>2006-11-16T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T08:31:35.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116369460801260779?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116369460801260779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116369460801260779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116369460801260779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116369460801260779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116367895388679940</id><published>2006-11-16T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T04:09:19.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I GET A CAR TODAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pay to keep two cars on the road but today is a special day. I get to drive one! I enjoy the freedom of knowing that ,even if I don't go anywhere, I can if I want to. I love my kids and I'm glad they have busy fulfilling lives but I am convinced I need to "&lt;strong&gt;stop cooking with cheese!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work on the Elf Help Group is going well. We had to change the dates to Dec. 20 - 22. I've got a meeting at the high rise on Monday, if I can arrange transportation.&lt;br /&gt;We are looking at doing another Prepare and Share meal at Up Town. This is a time when we meet as agroup and learn to prepare a cheap and nutritious meal and then have a party. I think we will incorporate our 6:30 service into the part time and do a communion.&lt;br /&gt;Enough for now. I'm going for a drive.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116367895388679940?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116367895388679940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116367895388679940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116367895388679940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116367895388679940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-get-car-today.html' title='I GET A CAR TODAY'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116354382642575399</id><published>2006-11-14T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:37:07.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PUT UP OR SHUT UP!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do a lot of talking about obedience. It is an ancient discipline of the Church, and I believe it is a virtue still today. In fact in these days it might be more of a virtue than ever. I made a promise (took a vow) to obey those in authority over me. I recently reread John Bevere's book "Under Cover" on just this topic. I admit those in authority can make mistakes in giving direction but I do not ever want to compound their mistake by making one of my own. Now, I want to be clear I am not talking about blind obedience. I want my obedience to be informed by scripture and I would clearly refuse direction that contradicted scripture but so much of direction is not on that level. Instead obedience often me submitting my preferences. rather than my principles.&lt;br /&gt;Case in point? I have been asked to go to England this December. There will be a meeting of international CA leaders talking about "The Pedagogy and Philosophy of a Global Gap Year". Are you still awake? I don't see what I have to offer this body of educators. I think I much prefer to stay home. I'll miss my birthday with my family and I'll miss Up Town. Now is the time I must put up or shut up. I have decided to gladly go to England. I have decided that I will offer my passion for evangelism! I have not yet decided to enjoy it but perhaps that will come later.&lt;br /&gt;BTW I am waiting for my passport to come in the mail. Could you join me in prayer that it come before I'm supposed to go?&lt;br /&gt;I'm also waiting (patiently?) to hear from my dentist and or Work Man's Comp about the plan to fix my teeth.  i guess you could pray about that too.&lt;br /&gt;Next Tuesday is vestry at Stone and I'll be proposing concrete action towards starting "Stone Washed Laundry". When it is approved (he says in faith) the students and I can get working on the room itself and perhaps open in January. More stuff to pray for.&lt;br /&gt;Enough for now. It &lt;strong&gt;is &lt;/strong&gt;time to shut up .&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116354382642575399?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116354382642575399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116354382642575399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116354382642575399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116354382642575399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/11/put-up-or-shut-up.html' title='PUT UP OR SHUT UP!!!!'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116342659684562927</id><published>2006-11-13T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T06:05:12.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reedeemed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard from some folks that they would like to know "What was so funny?" when Di was cracking up last week. Please find below the list she read from. You can follow the link below and subscribe to the funny of the day. Mike is a Christian guy and many of the funnies can be used as illustrations in messages you might give.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed today'sFUNNY=============================&lt;br /&gt;THE BEST WORST COUNTRY-WESTERN SONGS&lt;br /&gt;~ "How Can I Miss You If You Won't Go Away?"&lt;br /&gt;~ "You're the Reason Our Kids Are So Ugly"&lt;br /&gt;~ "I've Been Flushed From the Bathroom of Your Heart"&lt;br /&gt;~ "I Keep Forgettin' I Forgot About You"&lt;br /&gt; ~ "She Got the Gold Mine and I Got the Shaft"&lt;br /&gt;~ "My Wife Ran Off With My Best Friend and I Sure Do Miss Him"&lt;br /&gt;~ "I Changed Her Oil, She Changed My Life"&lt;br /&gt;~ "Drop-Kick Me Jesus Through the Goalposts of Life"&lt;br /&gt;~ "Thank God and Greyhound She's Gone"&lt;br /&gt;~ "If You Don't Leave Me Alone I'll Go and Find Someone Else Who Will"&lt;br /&gt;~ "I've Got the Hungries For Your Love and I'm Waiting In Your Welfare Line"&lt;br /&gt;~ "I Fell in a Pile of You and Got Love All Over Me"&lt;br /&gt;~ "My John Deere Was Breaking Your Field While Your Dear John Was Breaking My Heart" ~ "I Wouldn't Take Her to a Dog Fight Because I'm Afraid She'd Win"&lt;br /&gt;~ "They May Put Me In Prison But They Can't Stop My Face From Breaking Out" today'sTHOT============================&lt;br /&gt;Gardening Rule: When weeding, the best way to make sure you are removing a weed and not a valuable plant is to pull on it. If it comes out of the ground easily, it is a valuable plant.&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;PASS IT ON! Yeah, you can send this Funny to anybody you want. And, if you're REAL nice, you'll tell them where you got it! &lt;a href="http://www.mikeysfunnies.com/"&gt;http://www.mikeysfunnies.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116342659684562927?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116342659684562927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116342659684562927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116342659684562927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116342659684562927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/11/reedeemed.html' title='Reedeemed'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116325932853121530</id><published>2006-11-11T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:35:29.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M IN REVERSE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was told that I am  very 'young for an old guy'. I am taking that as a compliment! I have been having what I think must be a unique experience. I am getting younger each day. A few months ago I felt 110 years old. My motherinlaw and I could have had races and Los Vegas would put it at 'even money'. Now I am certain that I could take her at least two out of three! I no longer feel 110 now I'm down to the mid sixties and getting younger each day. But despite being a physical old guy (thanks Katie) its good to know I am still the same person inside. This was my biggest fear a few months ago but even though I am experiencing lots of good changes I am still basically the same 'young guy'.&lt;br /&gt;One question remains "If I keep getting younger will I eventually become a twinkle in my father's eye?"&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;NOTD Moses (I want to avoid any confusion)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116325932853121530?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116325932853121530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116325932853121530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116325932853121530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116325932853121530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-in-reverse.html' title='I&apos;M IN REVERSE!'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116310741259996106</id><published>2006-11-09T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T13:23:33.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LIVE FOR THIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I taught Romans. Its the only real class I teach any more. We were looking at Romans chapters 7 and 8 which is literally and figuratively the 'heart' of this book. I get very passionate about it! What is great is when students say (of the text) "This is amazing!" If I can get another generation excited about this glorious Gospel according to Paul I could not ask for a greater teaching legacy.&lt;br /&gt;I have been praying for more workers at Up Town and God is answering. Paul Martin, the friend not the politician, has volunteered. I'm glad to have Paul back. He was in on the foundations of this. He scammed all the original cheesy lamps we used as mood lighting. We also have had some folks visit us from another, local, church. They have come 5 out of the last 7 Sundays. I am praying that they might volunteer in some capacity. I've also been praying about finances. Today I had my second person in two months say they felt God was asking them to include Up Town in their tithe. I've been reading a very long biography of Hudson Taylor. He never asked for money! I am experiencing what a joy it is to simply look to God and see Him supply!&lt;br /&gt;I printed off a list of the worst country songs ever and gave it to Lady Di (our chocolate and cheese chef). She turns a really pretty shade of pink when she laughs. She read it after lunch today and it was hilarious. She was breaking up and it was such a joyful moment. Bruce was trying to work downstairs. He asked me about it and was really pleased to hear of the joy in the community. It was F-U-N!!! Ha ha funny.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116310741259996106?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116310741259996106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116310741259996106' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116310741259996106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116310741259996106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-live-for-this.html' title='I LIVE FOR THIS'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116292033913342691</id><published>2006-11-07T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T09:25:39.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Pressure is a funny thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not funny ha ha but still funny. The first day in hospital they couldn't operate on me because my blood pressure was too high. They brought it down with some sort of patch applied to the hair on my chest (I remember its removal quite vividly). I asked about it wondering if it was something I should care about. They told me "Hospitals produce high blood pressure don't worry go to your doctor afterward and get it checked." Today was that day. I hadn't been to my (?) doctor in six years. After waiting for over an hour I was ushered into the examining room. The cuff was put on me and lo and behold my blood pressure is a bit over normal! I shared with the doctor that perhaps, though over booking makes him more money, he might need to take into account the effect waiting ad nauseum might have on his patients. Of course my blood pressure was elevated! It was nothing that drawing and quartering a certain medico wouldn't likely cure. But.... (deep breath) I will watch my salt intake and continue my walking program, and return in three weeks for another check. I made the appointment for first thing in the morning. I wonder how many patients will be before me.&lt;br /&gt;Actually while I thought and enjoyed most of the above, I waited quite patiently and read my Christian Ethics book. While I am still able to think very irreverently (and highly amuse myself) I find that my acting on these insightful thoughts is something I do less and less of. What's up with that? Could this be the bitter fruit of transformation? I suspect so. I found myself being aware of Jesus presence with me and I couldn't 'get mad' in fact I really didn't want to. What effect this will have on blood pressure is yet to be seen. Take one gos-pill and call me in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116292033913342691?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116292033913342691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116292033913342691' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116292033913342691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116292033913342691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/11/blood-pressure-is-funny-thing.html' title='Blood Pressure is a funny thing'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116283446879126381</id><published>2006-11-06T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T09:34:29.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great but exhausting weekend. I was the speaker for a 'College and Careers Group' for the Fredericton area Baptists. It was kind of funny the more tired I got, the more audible was my slurr. This was my first venture at speaking outside of Taylor College or Up Town since my fall.&lt;br /&gt;I was sorry to be away from the 'Miracle in the Maritimes' conference. Jessie had arranged that I could go and I was hoping to really get blessed and maybe healed. But the Lord had other plans. I was blessed to share my heart with this group up at Green Hill Camp. The worship band was great. There was a guy in his sixties who used to be a steel guitarist in a country western gospel band (which he asserted was the only Godly music) until God radically changed his life. He was amazing. He reminded me of Jimi Hendrix, with some of his rifffs!&lt;br /&gt;I got home in time to get to Up Town to preach there. It was great. Another good crowd and lots of sharing and interaction during the sermon. God is working in people's lives. No one is getting gold teeth at Up Town but we are seeing transformed lives!&lt;br /&gt;I was sharing about Jesus promise that He would be with us always. We often (mostly) aren't aware of His presence and that is why we are tempted to sin. Doubting His presence and doubting His promise is the entrance way for the evil one! Remember how the first temptation came wrapped in the words "Surely God hath not said...." The fault for our falling is our failing. Our failing to be aware of Jesus as our Emmanuel "God with us." When I am aware of Him I am much less likely to sin and even less likely to enjoy it. My transformation rests on His faithfulness much more than on my faith! I must stop striving and start abiding. As I rest in Him sin loses its grip on me and I can relax in peace within the will of God, His good, pleasant, and perfect will.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean for this to be a sermon but I guess I needed to hear it again. Take care and take Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116283446879126381?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116283446879126381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116283446879126381' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116283446879126381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116283446879126381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend!'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116230477923642639</id><published>2006-10-31T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T06:28:55.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A TINGLE?</title><content type='html'>I went to the dentist yesterday. Things had gone so well my last two visits that I really didn't pray in the same (fervent) way. Things started okay. They took impressions of my teeth in order to make a plan of action and then the dentist did a 'pulp test'. This is a test to see if the nerves are attached and working in teeth. The dentist said let me know if you feel a little 'tingle' as he placed this tool in my mouth and touched each tooth in turn.&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out this tool is a miniature cattle prod. I got such a shock!!! The result was that I began to pray fervently making up for lost time. At the time I had this perverse sense of thankfulness that many of my teeth did not respond to this electrical stimulation but afterwards wondered if that was indeed a good thing. The sadist .... I mean dentist will write up a plan which will involve numerous root canals, and submit to workmen's Comp. When they approve the plan we will have another consultation appointment to discuss the plan and then we will begin work.&lt;br /&gt;I am scheduled to go to England December 3 - 7 and I doubt I'll be fixed up by then. My friend Janet tells me that I will fit right in with all the 'English teeth'.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having some fun planning a student mission for December. We are going to form a "Taylor College ELF HELP GROUP". From December 13 - 15 students will be in the 'High Rise" a building filled with seniors and people of varying abilities. We will be doing odd jobs, setting out Christmas decorations, cleaning, running errands, changing light bulbs and smoke detector batteries etc. We will encourage residents to 'make a list and check it twice'. I'm hoping that there will be lots of opportunity to sit and have tea with folks. I'm hoping we can finish with a Wrap up Party. Maybe we can actually wrap people's presents for them. I think it will be a hoot and a great way to blow off some steam after exams.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116230477923642639?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116230477923642639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116230477923642639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116230477923642639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116230477923642639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/tingle.html' title='A TINGLE?'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116217122182247796</id><published>2006-10-29T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T17:20:22.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Town Is Great</title><content type='html'>I really enjoy Up Town. Today Hilary led worship. She had a real annointing. Susan led prayer. Sometimes people do this by rote but Susan had a stong annointing for this. Lots of people shared and it was great.&lt;br /&gt;I preached building on the past two weeks. Week one we saw that we are mal-formed and in need of radical renovation. Week two we saw we need to recognize God is bigger than our problems. We need to have faith that He can do what we need to get right. Today we saw that we need to desire what God wants. This desire according to Psalm 37 comes from God. It is all grace so there is no room for boasting.&lt;br /&gt;I go to the dentist tomorrow. Soon we will start real dentistry I hope.&lt;br /&gt;The winds of God are blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116217122182247796?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116217122182247796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116217122182247796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116217122182247796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116217122182247796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/up-town-is-great.html' title='Up Town Is Great'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116190885774726857</id><published>2006-10-26T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T17:27:38.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incentive Evangelism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had these guys from E2 at the College. these are folks dedicated to promoting evangelism One of the guys, David, shared with us for an hour. During this time he shared a really interesting story. There is a woman in the Philipians who has planted 6 churches. She is a hair dresser. When she moves to a community as she is cutting people's hair she tells them she is starting a Bible Study group and she offers a $5 discount to any one who joins. She has planted 6 churches!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking that when we get 'Stone Washed Laundry' going that we should offer the service free to folks who attend Up Town and charge others. It might be an effective way of growing the church. I'd be interested in other people's thoughts. Is it bribery or positive reinforcement ?&lt;br /&gt;I really had a good time teaching Romans today, as I spoke I realized afresh why I love studying this book! I get so much out of teaching it that I feel if students get a quarter as much they too will be blessed. I've been studying this book for 27 years (off and on) and I get such a charge each time I 'dig in'.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still coming home exhausted each day. I usually wind up taking a 45 minute nap. I've become such an old man but I believe I'll get younger! This is not an experience everybody gets. I'm determined not to feel sorry for myself. I'm going to enjoy the ride.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116190885774726857?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116190885774726857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116190885774726857' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116190885774726857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116190885774726857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/incentive-evangelism.html' title='Incentive Evangelism'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116180725464162948</id><published>2006-10-25T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:14:15.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Of Good News</title><content type='html'>Today was a day of good news. I learned that an anonomous donor has given $1,000 toward our laundry ministry "Stone Washed Laundry". I was encouraged to make a concrete proposal for 'action' for next month's vestry (church board) meeting. This could be a great day for Up Town! I also see this ministry as a great training ground for our Taylor College students. The 'Tide" may be turning. we should 'All' be of good 'Cheer' the clouds are parting and the 'Sunshine' is coming through as we 'Whisk' into this new venture.&lt;br /&gt;The other good news was from my oral surgeon. He says not to worry about the piece of jaw bone sticking out of my gum. He says it will fall off eventually. He said there might be several other such splinters over the next weeks but they can not survive the exposure and will get brittle and fall off. I find it really interesting that this news cheers me.&lt;br /&gt;I go to my regular dentist next Tuesday and after that I'm hoping (?) that real dentistry can begin. The sooner we start the sooner we're finished (I guess).&lt;br /&gt;NOTD Elwood&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116180725464162948?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116180725464162948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116180725464162948' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116180725464162948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116180725464162948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/day-of-good-news.html' title='A Day Of Good News'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116172183474298442</id><published>2006-10-24T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T13:30:35.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope For Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I go to the Oral Surgeon! Fortunately I won't be having surgery, at least tomorrow. He is supposed to check that the jaw has healed and the teeth meet properly. He is also concerned about some exposed bone in my gumnal area. in one way I'm quite alright with all this consultation because there is no real dentistry going on but at the same time I'm wondering what is in store that takes this much planning. Well, sufficient unto the day etc.&lt;br /&gt;My brother, Eric, went to the hospital last week with a head ache and wound up on the operating table. He had 3 hours of brain surgery fixing a weak artery (something like an aneurism). I was really knocked for a loop. This is the little brother I had spent years protecting and it looked kind of grim. He is now home and his brain is functioning normally (which is abnormally really). We are praising God for His goodness!&lt;br /&gt;Its been a good week so far. I'm hoping I can still say that after tomorrow's appointment. I have faith that, in time, I will be whole and dentist free.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116172183474298442?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116172183474298442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116172183474298442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116172183474298442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116172183474298442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/hope-for-tomorrow.html' title='Hope For Tomorrow'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116156556749486848</id><published>2006-10-22T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T18:06:08.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reedeemed</title><content type='html'>Up Town was great tonight. we are seeing new people every week. The topic tonight was  a continuation of "Renovation of our Heart". Tonight I spoke about the importance of faith to our personal reformation. We need to have faith that God can do a work in us. We need to have a vision of hope that we can and will be changed. Too often when we fall or fail we condemn ourselves. Rom.8:1 tells us "there is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus." Jesus declared "It is finished" from the cross. he has accomplished all we need for our full salvation. We believe a lie if we believe we can not be changed. It may be true we can not change but He can and will and does change us! Believing this brings a hope which will not disappoint. We are not changed by our faith but when our faith is set on Christ we can be changed. I needed to preach rthis for myself and others confirm we all need to hear this.&lt;br /&gt;I believe it is time to stop being satisfied with a mal-formed life. Jesus has so much more in store. Let's lift our eyes of faith!&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116156556749486848?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116156556749486848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116156556749486848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116156556749486848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116156556749486848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/reedeemed_22.html' title='Reedeemed'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116143671392735453</id><published>2006-10-21T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T06:18:34.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moment of sadness</title><content type='html'>I had a kind of bizarre moment last night at our drop in. One of the guys, Peter, was shaking my hand and turned it into a hand squeezing contest. He had often done this in the past and I would easily squeeze him into submission. Last night I could not! I was suddenly aware that I probably will never be that strong again. Ever since I got my first job, at age 15, moving pianos I have been strong and I have been proud of it. I felt a very real sense of loss followed quickly by a shame that I should take pride in such a shallow thing. I think I'm okay with never being that physically strong (I think). I am much stronger than I was. Yesterday at work I was running up the stairs again. I'm grateful for a return to health and I will gladly trade some strength of flesh for some strength of character. The one is, as I have discovered, fleeting and the other eternal.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to only post this once.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116143671392735453?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116143671392735453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116143671392735453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116143671392735453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116143671392735453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/moment-of-sadness.html' title='A Moment of sadness'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116137027567321195</id><published>2006-10-20T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T11:51:15.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands That Spoke</title><content type='html'>When one remembers George Chambers, the strongest recollection is of his hands. Those hands told a thousand tales. They were hands of leather, worn and nobbled. They were hands which had been set to the plow at age 15 as he took over the farm in support of mother and brothers and sisters. Having set his hands to the plow he never looked back. They were hands given to service to "King and Country".They were hands that knew the earth and knew hard work. They were hands which clasped each other as his arms encircled his "Polly's" waist while she stirred a pot of porridge or pudding or stew. They were open generous hands giving or lending to: family, friends, neighbours and his church. They were playful hands. as soon as grandchildren were able to crawl they found themselves tossed and tickled by those work-worn hands. These hands that have picked a billion berries and cut and peeled and cored a multitude of vegetables and fruit, these are the things one remembers. Hands which shushed adults and children alike as they turned up the sound on weather reports. Hands which folded together in private and reverend prayer.&lt;br /&gt;There may never be a biography written of George Irvine Chambers, but for those who knew him those hands spoke volumes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116137027567321195?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116137027567321195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116137027567321195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116137027567321195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116137027567321195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/hands-that-spoke_20.html' title='Hands That Spoke'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116136978966217410</id><published>2006-10-20T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T11:43:10.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands That Spoke</title><content type='html'>Here is what I wrote for George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one remembers George Chambers, the strongest recollection is of his hands. Those hands told a thousand tales. They were hands of leather, worn and nobbled. They were hands which had been set to the plow at age 15 as he took over the farm in support of mother and brothers and sisters. Having set his hands to the plow he never looked back. They were hands given in service to "King and Country".They were hands that knew the earth and knew hard work. They were hands which clasped each other as his arms encircled his "Polly's" waist while she stirred a pot of porridge or pudding or stew. They were open generous hands giving or lending to: family, friends, neighbours and his church. They were playful hands. as soon as grandchildren were able to crawl they found themselves tossed and tickled by those work-worn hands. These hands that have picked a billion berries and cut and peeled and cored a multitude of vegetables and fruit, these are the things one remembers. Hands which shushed adults and children alike as they turned up the sound on weather reports. Hands which folded together in private and reverend prayer.&lt;br /&gt;There may never be a biography written of George Irvine Chambers, but for those who knew him those hands spoke volumes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116136978966217410?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116136978966217410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116136978966217410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116136978966217410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116136978966217410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/hands-that-spoke.html' title='Hands That Spoke'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116125403018176679</id><published>2006-10-19T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T03:33:50.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitation (Not My CUP OF TEA!)</title><content type='html'>Linda and I spent yesterday at the funeral home. George must have touched a gazillion lives and they all turned up. Small talk is so exhausting I think I'd rather chop wood all day it would be easier.&lt;br /&gt; As it turned out I couldn't resist writing something about George. I wanted something that captured his character rather than what committees he was on. I wrote about his work worn hands. It turned out alright. Despite my hesitance the in-laws all liked it. The minister will read it at the funeral today. David (our son) is a pall bearer and Judith is reading a lesson. Linda and I plan to just mourn!&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from my Mom and she shared my little brother Eric(he is 49 and 6 feet tall) went to hospital with a brain anuerism (?) they did 3 hours of surgery. He was talking with his wife, Cheryl, last night and seemed fine. We are relieved and prayerful. I don't know how those who don't know Jesus get through weeks like this.&lt;br /&gt;God continues to hold us. He is Abba.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116125403018176679?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116125403018176679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116125403018176679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116125403018176679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116125403018176679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/visitation-not-my-cup-of-tea.html' title='Visitation (Not My CUP OF TEA!)'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116112083018124507</id><published>2006-10-17T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T14:33:50.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Now Know What I Want For Christmas</title><content type='html'>I went to the dentist's today. As it turns out I have nothing to fear for a few weeks. My teeth were about as bad as I thought. I have one knocked out and 6 teeth broken including my two front teeth (I now know what I want for Christmas.) I go on the 25th for another consult with an Oral Surgeon. The dentist is concerned with a bone which is sticking out through my gum. Then on the 31st I have another consultation with my dentist then I hope in November we can start some work and get me a smile!&lt;br /&gt;Linda and her family are doing okay. They all seem to have got a better sleep last night. They were working on a bio for their dad. I bit my lip (with the few teeth I have) and didn't say anything. I was sorely tempted to write it for them but as an out law I decided discretion was he better part.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go! Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116112083018124507?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116112083018124507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116112083018124507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116112083018124507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116112083018124507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-now-know-what-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='I Now Know What I Want For Christmas'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116102780555462196</id><published>2006-10-16T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T12:43:25.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reedeemed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with Linda and her family to the funeral home this morning. She is going to stay in Sussex tonight. I came back to Saint John my friend Rob is in the area. He's teaching a seminar at ABU and he is driving in to meet me for supper.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have an appointment with the dentist at 8:30 and then I'll go on to Sussex to meet Linda. She was going to come with me to the dentist and hold my hand but I have to be a big boy and do this by myself. well not by myself just without human company!&lt;br /&gt;If anyone is interested the funeral is Thursday at 11 am at St. Marks Sussex Corner. George had made a lot of arrangements for this four years ago. Church army is the charity he designated for donations.&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to think of something 'light' to close off with but 'light' is not the way things feel today. :(&lt;br /&gt;One day more (and soon even I won't be counting!)&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116102780555462196?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116102780555462196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116102780555462196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116102780555462196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116102780555462196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/reedeemed.html' title='Reedeemed'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116095876426799158</id><published>2006-10-15T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T17:32:44.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linda's Dad Passed Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as we were starting our Up Town Service our daughter Judith came in with the news that Linda's dad had died. He had been in the hospital for a little over a week. He was not enjoying himself much and found his last days did not give him much dignity. He was ready! It is hard for those of us left behind though.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great service tonight. It was my first one back. After hearing the news I didn't feel much like continuing but Ed led us all in prayer. It was good I sensed the Holy spirit powerfully.&lt;br /&gt;The central theme was "There is Hope!" I'm going to try and cling to that in the days ahead.&lt;br /&gt;2 more days (but who is counting) Actually dentistry seems pretty trivial right now.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116095876426799158?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116095876426799158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116095876426799158' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116095876426799158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116095876426799158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/lindas-dad-passed-away.html' title='Linda&apos;s Dad Passed Away'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116083478161718652</id><published>2006-10-14T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T07:06:21.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was my first full week of working full time. I am not sure that is entirely true because it was only a four day week but we must celebrate when we can. Woohoo! Well it may not be entirely true because I only really taught a class and a half because my classes remain 'farmed out' for the semester but we must celebrate when we can. Woohoo! I had been playing a recording of a previous years class for one course but this week I talked myself and even drew on the chalk board. Woohoo! Well actually I drew quite badly like my violin playing my surgery did not improve my art skills but we have to celebrate when we can. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;I am chewing gum now (as exercise for my jaw muscles) . Woohoo! I don't really enjoy chewing gum but .......&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to preaching tomorrow at Up Town. I am beginning to see real value in preachers being quiet for a few weeks to let God speak into their lives. Congregations would benefit from such silence in a whole variety of ways.&lt;br /&gt;I am planning out some conversations with my dentist that I hope will help me to feel more secure with him. Its a funny thing but I've decided that by being open (read vulnerable) with him about my needs and fears I can be less vulnerable to him and so more secure. Do you think this strength in weakness stuff might be the ticket?&lt;br /&gt;Our Up Town Bible Study has grown too big. We will have to divide it. We are praying for leaders for a new group. I guess I could do it but I'm not feeling that is what the Lord wants. We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116083478161718652?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116083478161718652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116083478161718652' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116083478161718652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116083478161718652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/full-time.html' title='Full Time'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116067244535743025</id><published>2006-10-12T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T10:00:45.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Hate Dentists (nothing personal)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Ken had three minutes before class was to start so I asked him to fix me. I asked him why I'd be so afraid of dentists. I am not convinced it is because of pain because that doesn't stop me from doing a lot of other stuff (that perhaps it should). He didn't need all the time to tell me what I was beginning to understand anyway. It all has to do with being vulnerable. Surprisingly I am more afraid of that aspect than the pain aspect (has anyone seen the movie "Marathon Man"?)&lt;br /&gt;Our relentless God is providing yet another opportunity to address this besetting sin. I confess it and there it is again! Who will deliver me from this body of death?&lt;br /&gt;My difficulty may not be confessing so much repenting. Naming something as sin is not the same as turning from it but my turning still doesn't answer the problem. It is not me who can deliver me it is "Thanks be to God, through our Lord Jesus Christ." It seems I must turn from my sin (unwillingness to be weak) and I must turn toward Jesus in submission to His Lordship. If I am able to be vulnerable weak and submitted to Him then I can trust him to ensure that I am more than a conqueror through Him.&lt;br /&gt;Do you suppose I'll have the faith I need when I need it? I hope so. 5 more days (but who's counting)&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116067244535743025?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116067244535743025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116067244535743025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116067244535743025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116067244535743025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-i-hate-dentists-nothing-personal.html' title='Why I Hate Dentists (nothing personal)'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116058531686683607</id><published>2006-10-11T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T09:48:37.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relying on God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that whatever I feel called to do, I don't have the resources to accomplish! I want to get a laundy ministry going and resources are the seeming obstacle. I want to increase the hours for our drop in but seemingly resources are an obstacle. I want to reach out to people on the other side of the highway via what we are calling "The Wright Street Project". Rob has just completed a survey and now the challenge is to begin a ministry and again resources seem the obstacle.&lt;br /&gt;Its a good thing I have been reading a biography of Hudson Taylor because I am reminded that these are not obstacles to God. Nor do they have to be obstacles to me! God wants to use these seeming obstacles to accomplish His purposes. One of those purposes is that I grow in faith and reliance on Him. How we would be robbed if we had it our way.&lt;br /&gt;I have begun to learn (again?) that when I am weak He is strong. How cool is God?&lt;br /&gt;I continue to feel stronger. It won't be long at this rate until all my tshirts are too tight again. 6 more days until the dentist... but who's counting.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116058531686683607?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116058531686683607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116058531686683607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116058531686683607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116058531686683607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/relying-on-god.html' title='Relying on God'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116050401129484544</id><published>2006-10-10T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T11:13:32.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day of Firsts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went back to work. Not just for the morning like much of the last couple of months, but for the whole day. I chatted with students. I made my first phone call (I have avoided phones since my accident) and I am actually accomplishing some things!&lt;br /&gt;I had my first meal here at the college. I started to eat sort of normally this past weekend. It is good because you get to know people better over food than any other time.&lt;br /&gt;Next Tuesday I go to the dentist (ugh!). I have shared that I hate dentists. I am finding this upcoming visit a most interesting experience. I have always managed these type of things by being more afraid of showing that I was afraid than I was afraid of what I was afraid of. (read that a couple of times I think it does make a sort of sense) My difficulty now is I am less afraid to show fear so I have to actually deal with it rather than manage it. The cool part is that this drives me to God. It is much better to be propped up by Him than by a macho bluff.&lt;br /&gt;I do not mean to give you the idea that I am not nervous (a euphemism) but that I am much more secure despite my nervousness because I am depending on Him and He has proved himself dependable.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116050401129484544?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116050401129484544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116050401129484544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116050401129484544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116050401129484544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/day-of-firsts.html' title='A Day of Firsts'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116040214740399707</id><published>2006-10-09T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T06:55:59.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better not Bitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Thanksgiving again and this year I am very thankful.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that I know who to be thankful to. I am sorry for those who spend today with no idea that it is God who has blessed us so richly.&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for all that has proceeded from my accident. A friend talked to me one time encouraging me to vent my anger at God. I have felt a lot of things over the last few months but anger at God has not been one of them! Can I be upset that He did not repeal the laws of physics when I flew a kite on slippery rocks? While He didn't catch me when I fell He has lifted me and continues to hold me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for friends. I always appreciated friends but this year there is a new and wonderful depth to my affection for them.&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for my family. Linda, David, and Judith have all been towers of support, love, and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;It may be global warming but I am grateful for the sunshine and warmth these last months. I have spent so much time in my cottage reading, praying and listening.&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for Up Town. Last night I had a long chat with Bob and we are going to work out details for his baptism. He would really like immersion which I am thrilled to accommodate.&lt;br /&gt;As I blog this the smell of Turkey fills the air. I think I am going to be able to eat some! And the mashed potatoes and gravy have been calling my name for days.&lt;br /&gt;I expect to start work full time tomorrow and I'm going to preach at Up Town on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;So much to be grateful for; but at the centre of it all is the cross. In the words of Matt Redmond "Thank you for the cross, thank you for the cross, thank you for the cross, my friend."&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116040214740399707?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116040214740399707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116040214740399707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116040214740399707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116040214740399707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/better-not-bitter.html' title='Better not Bitter'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116030711534026608</id><published>2006-10-08T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T04:31:55.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Linda and I went to a Thanksgiving Party. Our friends Debbie and Ruby cooked a full banquet and invited us and about 10 people from the Up Town Bible Study  Group. It was a lot of fun. Its a really fun group and it is always exciting trying to keep things from 'blowing up'.&lt;br /&gt;The meal was great and it was my first meal using a fork rather than a spoon, since my accident. After supper we sat around and talked about what we were thankful for. I was almost brought to tears when several said they were thankful for me and my recovery. I am really thankful for these folks of Up Town. Last year at about this time I didn't know if Up Town would survive. We had made a bad miscalculation by trying to combine with Stone's evening service. the result was that neither group really supported the services. God seemed to say to persist and be consistent and things gradually grew back to the way they were and beyond. God has changed a lot of hearts over the last two years and I am expecting Him to continue that and I am looking for Him to do a new work changing peoples' character. I am hoping to be the first fruit of His ministry of this in Up Town so that others can experience the radical change we all need. God is not only interested in our salvation He is keenly interested in our sanctification or our Christlikeness (developing the character of Christ). This is the difference for us between life andabundant life. It is in the development of Christ like character that we can find true freedom. Just think of it Jesus led the only true free life! No one or nothing ever forced Him to do anything He did not choose to do. He freely became a servant and was born a man and was obedient unto death even death on the cross. Freedom is wanting what God wants! Thats what I want both for myself and for Up Town and the world.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to tonight Ed is speaking (I'll resume my preaching next week DV) and Hilary is leading worship. I expect it will be great.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116030711534026608?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116030711534026608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116030711534026608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116030711534026608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116030711534026608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/party-time.html' title='Party Time'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-116015869089181612</id><published>2006-10-06T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T11:18:11.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovation Revolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great morning this morning. In our "Formation" class we watched an episode of "Holmes on Homes". I wanted folks to see it as a parable. Mike Holmes is a type of the Holy Spirit and the home he's working on is a type of our heart. The house has been fully 'formed' and has also had a series of renovation. It is not like nothing has been done with the house but the problem is it has been badly 'formed'. Mike is invited in with the promise that "No matter how long it takes, I'll make things right!" and he begins his inspection. Mold, rot, poor structural support, dangerous wiring, leaks, and shifting foundations are all identified. The home owner is almost in tears and would despair except for the presence of Mike and his promise to make it right. The home owner didn't know the extent of the problem but there is a sense of peace because of Mike.&lt;br /&gt;Then the destruction begins. Things don't look better but worse! The mess and the noise are disturbing but the promise and the presence of Mike empower the homeowner to hold on.&lt;br /&gt;He takes things down to the rafters, beams, and studs,&lt;br /&gt;He digs around the foundation and tears out the plumbing and wiring. The roof must go! When the homeowner thought it was as bad as it could get, now it is '10 times worse'. Yet there is the presence and the promise.&lt;br /&gt;Mike engages a wide variety of helpers. Does it take a village to raze a house? Each has a unique role in the destruction and the eventual construction. Each brings more noise and mess but the home owner says "I'm glad for the company." Mike heads up the job but it is also a 'body ministry'.&lt;br /&gt;From bare foundations begins to grow a home of soundness and beauty until the day when Mike has made it right.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if at the end of the show that the home owner isn't ready now to join Mike's crew and take a role in making the next home 'Right!"&lt;br /&gt;Each of has been formed, indeed mal-formed. Our initial impulse is to paper over structural faults or find a yet more slovenly house to compare ourselves with favourably. The Holy Spirit will not be our interior decorator! He is no tame spirit to do our bidding. Rather He is a master destroyer and a master builder. He awaits our invitation to do a renovation revolution to our home. When it gets uncomfortable and messy and long He wants us to persevere remembering His presence and His promise. "No matter how long it takes, I am going to make it right!"&lt;br /&gt;In the past when I have spoken of my brokenness, for the most part I meant my hurts but I am coming to realize more and more that my brokenness is really more foundational than that. My brokenness is my sinful flesh. I Don't need pampering I need a radical renovation revolution.&lt;br /&gt;Well those are my thought for today.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116015869089181612?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116015869089181612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116015869089181612' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116015869089181612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116015869089181612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/renovation-revolution.html' title='Renovation Revolution'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-116004649084853183</id><published>2006-10-05T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T04:08:11.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-op</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not looking forward to my surgery yesterday. I had been feeling much better and didn't want the set back. Now that its over I am glad/relieved. I was granted the opportunity to practise patience in the well named 'waiting room'. Every time I felt irritated I remembered that I had dedicated the day to God and decided instead to hold fast to that and look for opportunities to show and grow fruit of the Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;I think the doctor had an early tee time so surgery went quickly. They only had to knock me out for a few minutes so recovery was pretty quick.&lt;br /&gt;I have been a little unsteady on my feet and kind of groggy but it has been better than I feared.&lt;br /&gt;I invited Bruce over to watch the hockey game and though his team lost (no real surprise) it was a good night.&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke early and made myself some breakfast. It was my first meal in about 36 hours. Red River Cereal mmmm!&lt;br /&gt;I plan a quiet day today. I'm now reading a book "Revolution of Character" and I expect to be meditating on some of that material today.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-116004649084853183?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/116004649084853183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=116004649084853183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116004649084853183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/116004649084853183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-op.html' title='Post-op'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115990728868635116</id><published>2006-10-03T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T13:28:09.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Check</title><content type='html'>It has been a quiet day today. I managed to wriggle out of most of my pre-op procedures. They (meaning the hospital )had to be convinced they already had all my medical info from August. It was in the Emergency room system rather than the in patient system and I am going in under an out-patient system. I just have to go 1/2 hour earlier tomorrow for an electro cardiogram.&lt;br /&gt;I've spent the day doing something dangerous. I've been thinking. I've been thinking that I really want God to change me ,now, and how I've sung Refiner's Fire so often without any commitment to the furnace at all. I figure I have always wanted to be transformed into His image but I didn't want to change! Real transformation doesn't happen to us it must happen in us. It isn't about outward behaviour but it is about our 'decider' our heart and our mind. Jeremiah describes my heart. He says it is deceitful and wicked and that I don't know half of what is going on in there. God knows! I in my decider need to purpose to allow God's Holy Spirit to work in my heart. I'm going to try and stop centering my efforts on outward behaviours and concentrate more on issues of the heart. Deciding to do or not do something leaves me with Paul in Romans chapter 7 "Who will deliver me from this body of death?" but by deciding to have my spirit in communion with His Spirit I crawl up in the lap of my Abba Father. This is a place of safety and security. It is a place where I can find my true identity. It is the place from which I say "If God be for me who can be against me." This is Paul's secret journey from Romans 7 to Romans 8. Ray C. Steadman called it a journey "From Guilt to Glory". I want to make that trek and I'm looking for company. Want to come along? I think we'll be in for a great ride.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115990728868635116?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115990728868635116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115990728868635116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115990728868635116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115990728868635116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/heart-check.html' title='Heart Check'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-115980586476728668</id><published>2006-10-02T09:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T09:17:44.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years Gone In A Flash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the anniversary service for Up town last night. It seemed really appropriate that Gray lead the service. She was there in the beginning. For 2 years we have been listening to 'The Father's Love Letter' and we never seem to grow weary of hearing about His love. David Edwards spoke. He talked about those ugly scarred hands, those hands of beautiful love. It was a powerful time. It was great to have Jen H. there to lead the popcorn prayers. And to top it we had our first baptism as a kind of example of the fruit of the Up Town ministry. as always it was a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;I spend a lot of time teaching from Roland Allen's book about St. Paul's missionary method. We have used that as a model. Our goal from the beginning is that Up Town be a self governing, self financing and self extending church. We are making real progress in the first and the last. Up Town has thrived without me for the past couple of months and I find that very gratifying. I don't see myself leaving for another church plant in the foreseeable future but I have hope that I may at some time down the road. People have been empowered for ministry by my absence. I have to begin to find ways to empower people by my presence.&lt;br /&gt;I ate a grilled cheese sandwich for lunch today! I had to tear it into little bites but still... PTL&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow looks like a day for pre-op and Wednesday is surgery. I'm feeling stronger all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115980586476728668?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115980586476728668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115980586476728668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115980586476728668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115980586476728668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/two-years-gone-in-flash_02.html' title='Two Years Gone In A Flash'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115980585354205239</id><published>2006-10-02T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T09:17:33.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years Gone In A Flash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the anniversary service for Up town last night. It seemed really appropriate that Gray lead the service. She was there in the beginning. For 2 years we have been listening to 'The Father's Love Letter' and we never seem to grow weary of hearing about His love. David Edwards spoke. He talked about those ugly scarred hands, those hands of beautiful love. It was a powerful time. It was great to have Jen H. there to lead the popcorn prayers. And to top it we had our first baptism as a kind of example of the fruit of the Up Town ministry. as always it was a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;I spend a lot of time teaching from Roland Allen's book about St. Paul's missionary method. We have used that as a model. Our goal from the beginning is that Up Town be a self governing, self financing and self extending church. We are making real progress in the first and the last. Up Town has thrived without me for the past couple of months and I find that very gratifying. I don't see myself leaving for another church plant in the foreseeable future but I have hope that I may at some time down the road. People have been empowered for ministry by my absence. I have to begin to find ways to empower people by my presence.&lt;br /&gt;I ate a grilled cheese sandwich for lunch today! I had to tear it into little bites but still... PTL&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow looks like a day for pre-op and Wednesday is surgery. I'm feeling stronger all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115980585354205239?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115980585354205239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115980585354205239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115980585354205239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115980585354205239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/10/two-years-gone-in-flash.html' title='Two Years Gone In A Flash'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-115961802088493676</id><published>2006-09-30T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T05:07:01.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Up town drop in last night. It was good. There were a lot of people dropping in and out. It was good to see Ron again. Ron and my wife Linda, went to the same little one room school together. We helped Ron move out of a rooming house they call The Bates Motel, and now he is in a bachelor in the south end. As a result we don't see him much because it is too far to walk. I'm arranging a ride for him this Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;I was playing crokinole (Tim can tell me if I spelled that right) and I found myself getting way more frustrated than a silly game would call for. I have had to spend some time thinking about that and came to the conclusion that despite all my attempts to be open with God and myself, I have been dissembling. I have been hiding a fear. I hate dentists (as a profession nothing personal) and I have avoided going to one for a long time. Now I have to go! Not only that but I am concerned about the pressure that might be applied to my jaw in the process. Some of this is natural apprehension but I realize there is an irrational element to this as well. I have come to learn everything is a process, so by facing the fact that I have this fear I'm starting toward facing the fear itself. I'm glad I know God is able because I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115961802088493676?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115961802088493676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115961802088493676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115961802088493676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115961802088493676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/confession-of-day.html' title='Confession of the day'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-115948747237205880</id><published>2006-09-28T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T16:51:12.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got word today that I have my last (non dental) surgery next Wednesday. They will remove the bracket and screws from my jaw. I was disappointed that it will require a full anesthetic I don't react well to them. I expect it will knock me out of commission for a couple of days. also I'm not keen on the fasting part. I'm going to try bulking up in the next week so I won't have too big a set back on that front.&lt;br /&gt;I have a deadline of December 1 to get better. I'm booked on a trip to England to meet with CA trainers about an exciting program they are calling "A Global Gap Year". Visit the CA Australia site for more info.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing okay. I'm handling the disappointments and looking forward in hope.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115948747237205880?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115948747237205880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115948747237205880' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115948747237205880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115948747237205880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-more-surgery.html' title='One more surgery'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115936583056298498</id><published>2006-09-27T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T07:03:51.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not had a coffee for the last six weeks. I guess I could have but when it takes such effort to drink stuff I stuck to stuff that would provide nutrition.&lt;br /&gt;Now that life is a bit easier I'm trying to decide if I should get back on the caffeine. Maybe I'll take a poll. Let me know what your vote is. The final tabulation will in no way be binding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can open my mouth a bit more today. The muscles ache a bit from the strain. Patience is definitely being called for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading a lot of Dallas Willard lately. He is big on 'mortification' and 'vivification" which means self denial or death and bringing to life. Too much I try in my own to do the former without allowing God to do the latter. Can I learn? I think so! On with the adventure.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115936583056298498?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115936583056298498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115936583056298498' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115936583056298498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115936583056298498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/coffee-time.html' title='Coffee Time'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115928020015284595</id><published>2006-09-26T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T07:16:44.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wired No More!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its been 6 weeks. 6 long weeks in so many ways and 6 short weeks in many others. I went and got my wires cut out this morning. The good news is that as far as I can tell my molars which were 'jammed back into their sockets' by my doctor seem to be holding. I can only open my mouth a quarter of an inch or so. Time will tell how things go. I have an 'eye tooth' missing and I have several chipped teeth including my two front teeth which have a fair sized chip missing where they meet. You can see some 'pulp' in the gap. I have an initial dental appointment on the 17th of October. I haven't had any real dental pain so far so I'm trusting that I'll manage until then.&lt;br /&gt;I can not yet open my mouth wide enough to really brush but I did brush as well as I could. It felt great. I have these flossing thingies and it was great to use them. There is some pain in my right jaw hinge but well within tolerable limits.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor left a 4 inch bracket which runs across the bottom gum and two screws in the top gum at the very top centre. He says that if my jaw goes out of 'eclusion' (?) it will be easier to rewire it with these still in. He is going to try and book me for a week from tomorrow to have them removed. Apparently the operating room is needed for this bit. If he can't book it next week it will be 3 weeks because he is going on holiday.&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting here trying to figure out how I'm feeling and I have to say I'm not sure. I'm grateful for all the good news and I'm grateful that the bad news is not as bad as I feared. I am certain I will get well and I'm sad at all the loss I'm experiencing. I was reading today that the first heaven in scripture is the air around us. The writer was reminding us that God is in that heaven as well as the other heavens. He points out thay all prayer is a 'local call'. God is with us. So I guess with all my mixed up feelings the overwhelming feeling is of a very present God who is rejoicing with me where I rejoice and mourning with me where I am mourning. He is the God of all comfort. So how do I feel? Comforted, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I really want to be like Christ in all his virtues. that is a good first step now I just have to come to love my vices less than I love His virtues. Please pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115928020015284595?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115928020015284595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115928020015284595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115928020015284595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115928020015284595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/wired-no-more.html' title='Wired No More!'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-115919043848280535</id><published>2006-09-25T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T06:20:38.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reedeemed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is the best I've felt in a long time!&lt;br /&gt;I took only a very short nap yesterday (even when I'm healthy I do that on a Sunday). I went to church both morning and evening. Up Town was inspiring as always! Linda led and Coralie shared. Jen again led worship in her own passionate and vulnerable way. All she uses is a drum and her chrystal pure voice. We have been looking at the Gospel of John. Last night we had the dark story of Jesus arrest. Next week (our 2nd anniversary) the story will be the cross. It will also be James' baptism. David Edwards will be preaching and baptising.&lt;br /&gt;Less than 24 hours before I am wire free! I am looking forward to this milestone. I am trying to give any concerns over to God. "Casting all your cares upon Him for He cares for you." I thank God I am not a worrier at heart, besides he has proved so faithful why wouldn't I.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I can graduate from a liquid diet to a semi liquid diet. I can make the leap from "ensure" to gruel. (Is that really a leap?) Seriously I will move on to puddings and thicker soups and porridge. I am looking forward to that. The biggest thing is I hope to be able to brush my teeth. Imagine not brushing for 6 weeks! I have only been able to rinse with salt water and mouthwash.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like that guy at the party "Well enough about me; what do you think about me?" But I guess blogs are meant to be self centred. I do want to emphasisize that through it all it is Jesus who extends the grace we need. I hope that much of this is (the non-carnal parts) are really about Him.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115919043848280535?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115919043848280535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115919043848280535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115919043848280535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115919043848280535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/reedeemed_25.html' title='Reedeemed'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-115909926261242781</id><published>2006-09-24T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T05:01:03.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey I Shrunk The Dragon</title><content type='html'>You learn something new every day. Yesterday I learned that you need to have a poem on your blog or its not really a blog. So here is my one time contribution to this genre on the blogosphere. I was going to call it "Honey I Shrunk The Dragon" but instead I'll call it "A Dragon Came a Knocking"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dragon came a knocking&lt;br /&gt;A knock knock knocking at my door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Come out and fight!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Another night?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No now!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Another knight?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;No you!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is St. George when you need him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dragon came a belching&lt;br /&gt;Fire spewing, smoke puffs pluming to my door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Come out and fight!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Another night?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No now!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Another knight?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;No you!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is St. George when you need him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dragon came insistent&lt;br /&gt;Persistent he would not leave my door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Come out and fight!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"This will be the night!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped into the night&lt;br /&gt;Not feeling like a knight&lt;br /&gt;Where is St. George when you need him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dragon comes so playful&lt;br /&gt;And calls outside my door&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Come out and play."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets smaller each night&lt;br /&gt;Conquered by a knight&lt;br /&gt;Who needs St. George any how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115909926261242781?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115909926261242781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115909926261242781' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115909926261242781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115909926261242781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/honey-i-shrunk-dragon.html' title='Honey I Shrunk The Dragon'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115903570472708759</id><published>2006-09-23T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T11:21:44.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reedeemed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cafe last night was great. It was really well attended and there seemed a good spirit there. I was really pleased that I had the energy to stand around and visit with all sorts of people. I got to thinking how much stronger I'm getting.&lt;br /&gt;Today I got up at 7 and puttered around for a while and then napped from 9 to 1. Its a gift to have healing sleep! I'm reminded of how fragile I really am.&lt;br /&gt;Its rainy and dark outside no hope of a visit to my cottage. I'm feeling a bit blue. Even though I am excited to get the wires out I find myself more and more concerned about the next step. I know that ultimately things will get better but in the short term ....?? I'm remembering 'perfect love casts out fear'.&lt;br /&gt;I've been rereading a book "Descending into Greatness" by Bill Hybels its a meditation on Phil. 2: 5 - 11. I'm finding it inspiring. Over the past number of years I hope I have learned not to be promoting 'self' and to take the humbler spot but I sense God calling me to a more radical obedience. Its not just good enough to not actively be proud I must begin to actively choose humility. There I've said it ! Feel invited to help me in this pursuit, for it is a pursuit. I want to run after Christ.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115903570472708759?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115903570472708759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115903570472708759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115903570472708759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115903570472708759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/reedeemed.html' title='Reedeemed'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-115896357733648745</id><published>2006-09-22T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T15:19:37.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cottage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i114.photobucket.com/albums/n251/reedalong/DSCI0001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115896357733648745?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115896357733648745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115896357733648745' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115896357733648745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115896357733648745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-cottage_22.html' title='My Cottage'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115894897812795441</id><published>2006-09-22T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T11:16:27.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wired up but not washed out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate irony. Today is the first Friday in a while that I feel well enough to go to Up Town and as it turns out there is no Up Town drop in tonight. This is the monthly Steppin' Stone Cafe or as I say 'the full meal deal'. Linda and I have decided to drop in anyway. Most of my current Up Town friends will be there as well as some of my future Up Town friends!&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to start the introduction of our first year students to Up Town. They will be joining us for the service on Sunday. It had been my hope that these students might get in on the ground floor of pioneering a new aspect of Up Town's Ministry. We plan to begin a laundry ministry. Stone has a space we can use. Most of our folks can not afford laundromats ( I couldn't afford one either). People often wear clothes that are in need of washing until they can't stand them anymore, then they go to a clothing bank and get another set of clothes. This is not a dignified way to live. We propose to put two washers and two dryers into the space provided by Stone. We will then sell coupons for use of our machines. We would sell these at an affordable price. I would see the laundry being open all day Wednesday for starters. Our students would be our key staff. Their job would be to teach people how to do laundry (if needed) and to build wholesome trusting loving relationships with our friends of the Up town. They would have a minimum of 1 1/2 hours with people and it should provide a great training ground for evangelism. We will have no problem finding the washers and dryers (in fact we already have most of what we need. What is holding us back is the cost of renovating the room for our purposes. It will probably take $2,000 . Normally Stone Church would come up with the bucks but they have building issues of their own. Right now I'm looking to God rather than man. I believe this is inspired by Him and its just a matter of timing.&lt;br /&gt;Today in class we looked at different personalities that disrupt groups. I saw myself in all of them. Note to self "Do better!"&lt;br /&gt;I tired out around 12:30 today better than my usual 11:30. I had a restful visit to my cottage (David took a picture and we will try to have it up tommorrow). Physically I feel better than I have for weeks. Spiritually I am doing well. I want to start memorising scripture again, I'm working on James chapter 1 (excluding the intro). Emotionally I am a bit impatient . Tuesday I get the wires out and I am so looking forward to that, at the same time I admit to a bit of concern about what my teeth will be like when they are not wired in place. A side benefit since I got all these wires my wireless router has not gone down the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115894897812795441?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115894897812795441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115894897812795441' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115894897812795441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115894897812795441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/wired-up-but-not-washed-out.html' title='Wired up but not washed out'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115887153708658286</id><published>2006-09-21T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T13:45:37.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Excuses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more than usually silent lately. It gives me time to listen. Today I got to listen to some wonderful teaching on Romans chapter 1. I can not teach this course to our students so I have arranged to play them a cd of teaching on the course material. the cd is me from two years ago. I really blessed myself today! I listened as I taught on that nature reveals enough about God that we should know his divine nature and his power. Knowing only these two things then we are without excuse if we do not worship him. More than that we become objects of his wrath and we have no excuse.&lt;br /&gt;I find more and more creative ways to make excuses; for my inattention or my laziness, or my stubornness. I am an excuse making machine. But God says "There is no acceptable excuse!" If knowing these two simple truths takes away all my excuses how much more responsible am I that I have his word and I have experienced grace upon grace!&lt;br /&gt;What is my excuse that my devotion is so often lukewarm?&lt;br /&gt;What is my excuse that my service is half-hearted?&lt;br /&gt;What is my excuse that I don't love the brethern?&lt;br /&gt;I'm up the creek without a paddle and without a canoe!&lt;br /&gt;I have no excuse!&lt;br /&gt;What can I do or where can I go?&lt;br /&gt;"Go to the cross!" There are no excuses under its shadow. Jesus paid it all, paid in full. "Tetelesti!"&lt;br /&gt;The inexcusable is either lodged to his account and marke "Paid in full" or lodged to mine and marked "Payment due" no rationaisation no excuse just due.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I flee to your cross and with no excuses hold my hand up to lukewarmness, selfishness, and sin. Take these, Lord,  and extend to me mercy and grace, so that I might strive more mightily to serve and love both you and your world.&lt;br /&gt;We never graduate from these wonderful truths.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115887153708658286?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115887153708658286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115887153708658286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115887153708658286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115887153708658286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-excuses.html' title='No Excuses'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115876939702792297</id><published>2006-09-20T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T09:23:17.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testimonies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an honour it is to hear students' testimonies. Today I heard Katie and Hilary share their stories. Katie spoke of a God who loves her perfectly. She told of fears that used to grip her and how His perfect love casts out fear. I was so encouraged. I don't like to think of myself as afraid but I must be truthful and say fear has been a companion of late. Right after my fall I feared that I would become what I thought of as an old man. Someone who would have to be careful all the time, someone tame and never reckless. I have faced this same fear under different guises over the intervening weeks. As Katie spoke I realized that this fear was at its dark heart a lack of trust. I knew that this accident would change me but I feared that change. I feared that it would be for the worse. Knowing God's perfect love for me I can face the unknown future without fear because I know He has only the best in store. Capt. T. used to say it gets gooderer and gooderer.&lt;br /&gt;Hilary talked about a God of infinite patience who tenderly healed and restored her deepest wounds. She had us all in tears. Not just in sympathy for all she had experienced but because of the beauty of that truth. God loves us and patiently loves us to wholeness. I get disappointed that I don't instantly transform but God is a patient artist molding and sculpting and even forgiving when I don't co-operate.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115876939702792297?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115876939702792297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115876939702792297' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115876939702792297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115876939702792297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/testimonies.html' title='Testimonies'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115868785178422635</id><published>2006-09-19T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T10:44:12.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the miry clay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to claw my way out but I really recommend being lifted. Its surer and safer.&lt;br /&gt;As I have been looking over the last number of blog entries I realize that I have not been really sharing my heart in the way I have purposed to do. It is easier sometimes to dwell on the physical side of life and describe it than to face more important matters. I was feeling sorry for myself ( a dangerous thing for me) and my spiritual walk has been flagging. As I examined this I came to understand that as I think in terms of "Woe is me!" that I so easily become a mouth piece of satan. Self pity so easily slips into an accusation against God.&lt;br /&gt;God has been so wonderful to me before after and during my accident. How can I accuse Him.&lt;br /&gt;I console myself that many of my spiritual heroes sometimes lapsed into this melancholy rebellion. Elijah indominatable before the prophets of baal became racked with self pity in the wilderness. C.H. Spurgeon battled this despondency his whole fruitful life. Hudson Taylor as well did fierce battle in this area. Isn't it wonderful that God uses defective people like you and me.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a quote from Hudson Taylor in a book I've been reading. "blessed is the man whose strength is in Thee.' ; not partly in Thee and partly in himself. The devil often makes men strong, strong in themselves to do evil - great conquerors, great acquirers of wealth and power. The Lord on the contrary makes his servant weak, puts him in circumstances that show him his own nothingness, that he may lean upon the strength that is unfailing. It is a long lesson for most of u; but it cannot be passed over until deeply learned. And God Himself thinks no trouble too great, no care too costly to teach us this." (The Growth of a Soul, Dr. &amp;amp; Mrs Howard Taylor)&lt;br /&gt;My prayer has been a dual one.&lt;br /&gt;1) Lord heal me in a hurry!&lt;br /&gt;2) Let me learn all you have for me in this.&lt;br /&gt;I am revising this to a single prayer.&lt;br /&gt;1) Lord teach me all you have for me as you bring me to health.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being superficial. D.V. I'll do better.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115868785178422635?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115868785178422635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115868785178422635' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115868785178422635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115868785178422635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/out-of-miry-clay.html' title='Out of the miry clay'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115866226854108970</id><published>2006-09-19T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T03:37:48.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a midget at a Raptors' practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are looking up!&lt;br /&gt;I had a very slow day yedterday. I spent a lot of time in my 'cottage'. I slept quite well last night and I am going to venture into work this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking I should jazz this blog up with some funny stories but as I racked my wee brain I realised ... when you do nothing the stories become less interesting! I did get out to vote yesterday. Judith went with me and while we were there David came in, on his way back from the university. So we all met at poll 24. It was only then that I noticed we were all wearing the same T-shirt. It was an Old Navy 'Canada Day 2005'. I though that was bizzare. I do want you to know I was up and dressed way before the other two so &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; did not copy anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I promise to take it easy today.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115866226854108970?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115866226854108970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115866226854108970' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115866226854108970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115866226854108970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/like-midget-at-raptors-practice.html' title='Like a midget at a Raptors&apos; practice'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115857163438666761</id><published>2006-09-18T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T02:27:14.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I missed Up Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't just mean I wasn't there last night but I really missed it. I don't think I ever felt this way about a church before.&lt;br /&gt;I developed a bit of a fever last evening. I went to bed around nine. Linda was still at church so I got David to draw me 6 ml of codiene. I have avoided this stuff like the plague but ....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I slept pretty well. I woke up coughing at 4:30. as I woke up I realised I was lying on my left side (my favourite one for sleeping) this is the side of my face that was most impacted (ouch) by my fall. I haven't slept on that side since. I take this as a sign that I'm healing.&lt;br /&gt;I won't go into work today. I was hoping to hear about the students' mission trip to St. Stephen's, but that will have to wait. I also was planning to meet with Kieth Osbourne who is teaching a class for me. I'll call the school and suggest that he come and visit me and we can talk here. I live about 3 km. from the college.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the weather will be today. It is dark right now, but I hope to spend some time at the 'cottage'. Maybe I'll get a picture for Jen H.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115857163438666761?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115857163438666761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115857163438666761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115857163438666761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115857163438666761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-missed-up-town.html' title='I missed Up Town'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-115850403836910352</id><published>2006-09-17T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T07:40:50.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm feeling old today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have experienced a set back. Who would have thought getting a common cold could have this great an impact. I have been coughing quite a bit. I won't describe the affects this has other than to say it involves discomfort and loss of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am more than a month removed from my accident and I didn't feel up to going to church this morning. Apart from a miracle I suspect I won't get to Up Town tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking around like some old man today. I admit to being a bit disheartened. Maybe I'll wallow for a little while but I know that this is a good sleep from being a bad memory.&lt;br /&gt;I found myself concerned that I had some important things to do tomorrow. I have to remind myself about the graveyards being filled with indispensible people.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115850403836910352?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115850403836910352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115850403836910352' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115850403836910352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115850403836910352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-feeling-old-today.html' title='I&apos;m feeling old today!'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115841448550266505</id><published>2006-09-16T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T06:48:05.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking it easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a much better night last night. I had some difficulty between 3:30 and 5 but slept pretty well besides that. One of my favourite french expressions is "Je m'amuse." I amuse myself. I have been told by nurses at the hospital that I have a very high tolerance to pain and that I am an ideal patient. That as it turns out may only be true of big things. I become a whinning stereotypical male when I suffer small afflictions. A paper cut has been known to make me curse. with this cold I am reduced to statements like (you have to imagine the wimpering tone) "Dear, could you please rub some Vicks on my chest." The wonderful thing is that Linda (my Dear) lovingly condescends to do just that! In the light of day this makes me shake my head and smile.&lt;br /&gt;It looks like a beautiful day here, sunny and a high of 26 (I see it snowed in Alberta yesterday Tim). My plan is to follow advice I have been given. I'm going to sit in my cottage and read the day away. I'll probably listen to a lot of Matt redman and Hillsong.&lt;br /&gt;I was reading Petersen's The Message again and I would like to recomend his interpretation of Lammentations chapter 3. It really moves me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your prayers. I am really humbled and amazed at the beauty of the Body of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115841448550266505?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115841448550266505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115841448550266505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115841448550266505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115841448550266505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/taking-it-easy.html' title='Taking it easy'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-115832242618011415</id><published>2006-09-15T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T05:13:46.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day at Black Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had if not a bad day a bad night. I over did it at work yesterday. When I got home a slight cough I had developed into something more persistent. As you might guess it is difficult to cough through clenched teeth and a wired jaw. The resulting vibration is really quite painful.&lt;br /&gt;I have not taken any pain medication for weeks but I was tempted last night! I felt some of my teeth moving around as I coughed. I have found that by pressing a handkercheif firmly against my mouth as I cough I get less vibration.&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that this coughing passes.&lt;br /&gt;Bad Day at Black Rock is the name of a great old Spencer Tracy movie. If you ever get a chance to see it you will enjoy it. Its a classic.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115832242618011415?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115832242618011415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115832242618011415' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115832242618011415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115832242618011415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/bad-day-at-black-rock.html' title='Bad Day at Black Rock'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115816412690540398</id><published>2006-09-13T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T09:15:26.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Talked for an Hour!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a kind of class with our first year students today. They are going on a mission with Bruce this weekend and I wanted to give them a couple of tools. It was good just sharing my heart for evangelism again. They really seem like a good bunch. I'm looking forward to our adventures together this year.&lt;br /&gt;I got a couple of great Get Well cards. My friend Al Knight who has his own share of health concerns (He goes to the doctor tomorrow) sent me one. He asked if I was trying to fly with the kite. He also asked me for a story he can use at an event in November. Apparently you can't keep a good man down. I got another great card from Jen Burke who is a special young woman (you'd have to be to put up with Chris' antics). She sent me kind of scrap book containing pictures of a lot of my students and also out trip to Aliquipa. All I can say is "Good girl, Jen."&lt;br /&gt;People are great!&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of worn out after all my talking (it seems like hard work) and I'll rest with a sense that today has been a good day already.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115816412690540398?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115816412690540398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115816412690540398' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115816412690540398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115816412690540398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-talked-for-hour.html' title='I Talked for an Hour!'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115807769076820257</id><published>2006-09-12T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T09:15:01.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 'Cottage'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doctors this morning. I got an x-ray and everything is healing well! I have a little over two more weeks with my jaw wired shut. There will be lots of dental stuff after that but one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;After I got home I retired to my 'cottage'. This is a great lawn chair that I got about 10 years ago. It is so amazingly comfortable. I got it when my son won a 'creative' writing contest "My Pops is Tops" at the mall in Brandon. He won me a $500 gift certificate and one of the purchases is this chair.&lt;br /&gt;I will never own a cottage and I don't think I want one anyway but I love sitting in the sun reading or dozing in this chair!&lt;br /&gt;Today as I watched the smoke rise lazily from the refinery stacks and enjoyed the sun I had a mini-vacation that cottage owners can only dream of.&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I have a great chair but it reminds me that (while mostly due to their mother) I have succeeded in the important job of fatherhood.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later. I'm going back to the cottage (its a 30 second commute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115807769076820257?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115807769076820257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115807769076820257' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115807769076820257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115807769076820257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-cottage.html' title='My &apos;Cottage&apos;'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115796743177473496</id><published>2006-09-11T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T02:37:11.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sept. 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years ago I spent enormous effort on two things. I was chairman of Anglican Renewal Ministries, trying to drag an unwilling Church into a spirituality it really didn't want. I was also a member of  Essentials an organization created to uphold orthodoxy in an increasing liberal church. These two things consumed me.&lt;br /&gt;September 11th changed that for me. I watched on my television screen as hundred's perished. I witnessed the foundations of western civilization as they were shaken. I realized afresh that people need the Lord! Rather than spending my efforts rearranging deck chairs on the Titanic (actually calling the Anglican Church in Canada the Titanic is gross hyperbole) I dedicated myself solely to evangelism. I became a much more focussed teacher and Up Town really began to form as an idea and then a reality, out of this time. First we began he Steppin' stone Cafe and then we started our healing clinic and then eventually our Church Plant.&lt;br /&gt;Last night at Up Town was awesome. I wonder how many people can say that about their church(I am blessed). The body ministry is a thing to behold. Ed led the service, Jen &amp; Michael led worship, Ruby led the prayer time, and Linda shared wonderfully. We have seen the congregation start to grow again. Bob and I figured if all our semi-regulars turned up we would have about 70 people. The depth of the sharing continues to blow me away and I am always blown away by all the willing hands that help put everything away afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;For those who are curious, I got the nearest seat to the prayer ministry spot so I could get there first. The Kingdom is taken by violence!&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115796743177473496?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115796743177473496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115796743177473496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115796743177473496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115796743177473496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/sept-11.html' title='Sept. 11'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115791341993921528</id><published>2006-09-10T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T11:37:00.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too tired for prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to stone this morning. At the end of the service they offerred a special time of healing prayer and annointing. I went forward but was at the back of the line. I waited for a while but I just ran out of gas and had to go. It was about a quarter after 12 and I hadn't had any nutrition since 9 and the stuff I eat (?) doesn't last that long.&lt;br /&gt;I was blessed when Janet Edwards asked if she could stand in and have people pray for me through her. She asked what I specifically wanted. I said 'strength and to learn all God has for me during this season.'&lt;br /&gt;I've had a cup of soup an ensure a glass of juice and a nap and I think I'll be ready for Up Town. I hope to make it to the prayer ministry there.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115791341993921528?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115791341993921528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115791341993921528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115791341993921528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115791341993921528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/too-tired-for-prayer.html' title='Too tired for prayer'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115783813551195082</id><published>2006-09-09T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T14:42:15.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloons are flying and...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting here. Linda has gone off on what has been an annual event for us. the Sussex Ballooon Festival. She is going to the corn boil at her cousins and often the balloons fly right over the farm. we have watched them land on her parents home stead. There was no way I was up to going. My son, David has been minding me today.&lt;br /&gt;I slept until nearly 8 this  morning, that is practically a world's record for me. At about 10 I laid down for a nap and woke up at 1. I trust that while I'm doing nothing God is doing some healing.&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading the scriptures people have been sending. I really appreciate the article Chris Burke sent (you can check it out in his comment to a previous post). One of the passages that has really stopped me is Matthew 5: 1 - 12. I realize that many of the descriptions in the first half of the verses apply to me and I am absolutely blown away that the resulting promises can equally be mine. If you have a copy of The Message by Eugene Petersen take a look at how he interprets this passage.&lt;br /&gt;This vulnerability stuff is not new to me but I have held my family of origin Irish macho cultural worldview in higher regard. I am repenting of these silly and indeed harmful attitudes. Those who know me know that this is revolutionary stuff for me. I know as Catherine said in an earlier post that I am a softie at heart but I have always been embarassed/ashamed of that fact. I don't know where this is leading but I am trusting that my friends who read this won't let me go back.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows where this road leads. Its the Road Less Travelled.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to go to both services tommorrow. The students are involved in a skate board competition and outreach tommorrow but I'll have to give that a pass.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115783813551195082?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115783813551195082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115783813551195082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115783813551195082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115783813551195082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/balloons-are-flying-and.html' title='Balloons are flying and...'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-115775117363644323</id><published>2006-09-08T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T14:32:53.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Borrowed Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I've been contemplating is my own mortality. I believe that I am not at all afraid of death but I want to avoid the dying part for as long as I can.&lt;br /&gt;In an earlier post I described a bit of my ambulance ride. I left out some bits. While I was lying in the ambulance I had to have the attendants suction blood out of my throat so I didn't drown at one point I was hurting so much and was so tired and I was faced with the very real temptation to just drift off. I believe I would have died. I had decided to do just that but the thought of Linda and David and Judith made me decide otherwise. I made a very painful cough and cleared my airway long enough to signal for suction. I realize now that death is easy, everybody can do that. Its living that is hard.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I feel I am on borrowed time now.I don't know all that means. I don't want to be careless with this gift and I think letting God continue His transforming work (as unhindered as I can) is my best response.&lt;br /&gt;I sat with the family at supper and told them this story. We all had a good cry with hugs all around. I'm feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I worked for about 6 hours total. I felt good at the end of the day and thought I was making progress. I was only able to work for 2 hours today and I'm not up to going to the drop in tonight. I was supposed to talk to James about his baptism. I'm hoping we can arrange it for the first Sunday in October. That will be Up Town's 2nd anniversary. we can use this as an opportunity for all of us to rededicate ourselves. I'm hoping to borrow a tank from a pastor friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Still in process. Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115775117363644323?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115775117363644323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115775117363644323' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115775117363644323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115775117363644323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/borrowed-time.html' title='Borrowed Time'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115764659949843354</id><published>2006-09-07T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T09:29:59.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Cry for me Argentina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really good chat with a friend of mine, Ken, who besides being a friend is a counselor of the Christian variety. I was sharing with him that I have experienced a few times (when I was thankful for peoples' help, or asking for some help or prayer) when I was overcome with tears and their accompanying strong emotions. I find this kind of behavior embarrassing. He, like all good counselors, told me what I already know (at least in my head). There is nothing wrong with being vulnerable. In fact in Christ it is exactly when I am weak that He promises I can be strong in Him.&lt;br /&gt;I in my flesh hate being weak! That doesn't change the fact that I am though! I like Scarlett O'Hara am dependent on the kindness of others.&lt;br /&gt;In the old Reed economy vulnerability and weakness while okay in others is a bad thing! God wants me to learn, not just in my head but in my heart, that I am and always have been dependent and that this is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;I have experienced some losses and I am going to have to go through a grieving process. If I delay it I'll just prolong it.&lt;br /&gt;I came home for lunch and shared this stuff with my bride, Linda. She is my chief care giver right now and I love her so much! When I was telling her we both had a good cry. I think I'm starting to get why they call it a good cry.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there is no reason to cry for me ... I'll do my own crying from now on.&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to search the scriptures for passages about weakness and vulnerability. I've been pondering Isaiah 53. If you have some you could suggest please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know all that I will be at the end of this but since I believe this is God stuff its got to be good.&lt;br /&gt;On with the process.&lt;br /&gt;blog ya later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115764659949843354?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115764659949843354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115764659949843354' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115764659949843354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115764659949843354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/dont-cry-for-me-argentina.html' title='Don&apos;t Cry for me Argentina'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115756692388901860</id><published>2006-09-06T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T11:22:05.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How can this be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going to chapel at the college the last couple of days and surprisingly I have enjoyed it. this has not been my normal experience with college chapels. What is the difference? My attitude!&lt;br /&gt;I have found worship so deep and rich now that I am concentrating on Him and not singing to Him. Today we sang "Fairest Lord Jesus". and I knew Him as the "Fairest of 10 thousand".&lt;br /&gt;We have started to read the Gospel of Luke. I noticed that both Zachariah and Mary ask the same question. "How can this be?" Zach gets mightily reproved and Mary gets blessed. Makes you wonder, What's up with that? I think Zach had an attitude of disbelief and Mary had a heart of wonder. As I sit here in dire need of yet another nap, I too, have questions. I want to ask them in wonder not in doubt.&lt;br /&gt;Its got to be an amazing God who can turn my accident into His opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;How can this be?&lt;br /&gt;blog ya later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115756692388901860?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115756692388901860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115756692388901860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115756692388901860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115756692388901860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-can-this-be.html' title='How can this be?'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115754870828968504</id><published>2006-09-06T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T06:18:29.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I fell asleep at the BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ventured out to the Taylor College barbecue last night. Lady Di got me some Ensure but I couldn't figure out how to grill it.&lt;br /&gt;I tried out my ventriloquism. I have a puppet "Andrew". It was kind of fun but really tiring. I sat down for a minute and fell asleep! Bruce came over and woke me up. I'm becoming a real party animal its just that the animal is in hibernation.&lt;br /&gt;It was good to see everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115754870828968504?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115754870828968504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115754870828968504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115754870828968504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115754870828968504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-fell-asleep-at-bbq.html' title='I fell asleep at the BBQ'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-115748087875203960</id><published>2006-09-05T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T11:27:58.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school today. It was so good to see all the students. I had missed visiting with Erin &amp;amp; Jessie this summer. I was suposed to meet with them right after Deer Island. It was great connecting with both of them again.&lt;br /&gt;I met the new students today. I'm looking forward to getting to know them better over the weeks ahead.&lt;br /&gt;It was frustrating being at the college with all the excitement and hub bub and not being able to make myself heard. It will take some time. I'll have to develope some (hear me gulp!) patience.&lt;br /&gt;I only lasted until about 11 am and had to have a nap for an hour right after but its a start.&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way back! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115748087875203960?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115748087875203960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115748087875203960' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115748087875203960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115748087875203960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/school-begins.html' title='School Begins'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115740933818344367</id><published>2006-09-04T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T15:35:40.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be three weeks ago tommorow that I had my wee fall. in someways it seems longer ago because so much has happened since. in other ways it doesn't seem long at all. I lost a lot of blood and all my energy seemed to drain our with it. I get tired, no, a better word is exhausted, so easily. i try and drink milkshakes and "ensure" and get lots of rest but I'm not getting stronger as fast as I would like. Ever since I got my first job moving pianoes when I was 15 I have always felt strong. This is a kick in my pride. I admit its a stupid thing to be proud of but it is an adjustment for me. I go to work tommorow. School starts. I'm hoping to last the morning. I'm not teaching but I want to meet the new students and I'm anxious to see those coming back. There is a bbq at the college at 6pm and I am hoping if I rest maybe I can put in an appearance at that.&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that seems to come easily to me lately is humility.&lt;br /&gt;Another milestone is that I no longer have any teenagers in my house. Judith turned 20 on Sunday! Both she and her brother David are great kids. They are gentle and funny and they love Jesus. I suspect they get the gentleness from their mom but I think I may have influenced the funny part. I'm proud of both of them.&lt;br /&gt;Al sees the doctor on the 14th. We'll know more after that.&lt;br /&gt;Chris says I blog as much as him. its probably true but I don't talk a great deal lately so this is my outlet.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115740933818344367?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115740933818344367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115740933818344367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115740933818344367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115740933818344367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/milestones.html' title='Milestones'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115738997691555014</id><published>2006-09-04T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T10:12:57.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up Town was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;You'd think I'd get used to it but it always blows my mind. The sharing last night was more open and honest than I have experienced anywhere else in all my life. While each person sharing was straightforward and vulnerable there was a glowing thread of hope and trust through it all! God is doing great things.&lt;br /&gt;Gray spoke a simple but profound word. We need to 'remain' in His love. I have come to believe that a good one point sermon is better than any cleverly contrived 3 point sermon any day.&lt;br /&gt;Jen Smith sang over us at the conclusion. The song was "Arms of Love"&lt;br /&gt;This is a church like no other. I love these people and am so blessed to be a part of this body. Again I never said a word. I was right I am humbled and amazed!&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115738997691555014?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115738997691555014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115738997691555014' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115738997691555014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115738997691555014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115731162038968118</id><published>2006-09-03T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T12:27:01.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mopey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I was double jointed so I could kick myself in the posterior! I spent much of yesterday moping around feeling sorry for myself! Can you imagine? God has been so good and I have been surrounded by so much care from family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;I decided that the best I could do was a figurative boot in the backside. I repent and I apologize. I'll try not to let it happen again. Neither God or my friends deserve that and it doesn't do me any good either.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Stone this morning and am going to Up Town tonight. So many people at Stone showed so much care for me, it was heart warming. Coralee said she would be happy to preach at Up Town for me sometime.&lt;br /&gt;Gray is speaking tonight. I'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me that I won't let myself slide into a prideful self-pity again.&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to form a band and call it "disappearing Later". I love the thought of the marquee "appearing Soon : Disappearing Later"&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115731162038968118?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115731162038968118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115731162038968118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115731162038968118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115731162038968118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/mopey.html' title='Mopey'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115722881624815860</id><published>2006-09-02T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T13:26:56.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rating the ambulance ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a form in the mail. It had several questions about the quality of my experience with my ambulance attendants and my ride with them. I found myself in a moral quandry. The two ladies (in their late 50's I'd guess) who came to get me were very nice, sweet in fact. The fact that they were unable to carry me out on a stretcher was not their fault. No woman that age should be asked to undertake such tasks. So I walked the 3 - 4 hundred yards to the ambulance. I'm not complaining with big Rob and David Edwards helping me, it was the best part of the trip! Once in the ambulance the real horror began (if you are squeamish you might want to skip this next part). I was lying there with my jaw unhinged on the left side. I had a gash running from the corner of my lip to the point of my chin. Theis gash was right through my lip. I looked like I had 2 mouths. My jaw hung down into my throat area and I looked a little like a bullfrog with mumps. we set off across some of the bumpiest roads in New Brunswick (for those who live here you can only imagine how bad that is). With each bump my jaw would bounce on its one hinge and .... well it hurt! They pulled over every once in a while to unsucessfully insert an IV. Finally (I'd guess 1 1/2 hours later we pulled into Saint John where the roads became rougher. Before I was allowed to leave the ambulance I had to sign a document releasing the ambullance service from liability because they were unable to put a cervical collar on me (the collar would have had to go around my bullfrog mump throat and after a couple of attempts I politely declined further effort. Well maybe I treated violence if they didn't stop, I'm kind of hazy on the details.)&lt;br /&gt;How did I rate my experience. Good.&lt;br /&gt;They were nice people doing their best and they did manage to keep suctioning out the blood in my mouth so I didn't drown.&lt;br /&gt;I was happy to get into the hospital and I am embarrassed to say how wonderful that first syringe of morphine was!&lt;br /&gt;So now you know the story. How should I have answered the questionaire?&lt;br /&gt;Blog you later. &lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115722881624815860?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115722881624815860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115722881624815860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115722881624815860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115722881624815860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/rating-ambulance-ride.html' title='Rating the ambulance ride'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-115714929359075591</id><published>2006-09-01T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T15:21:33.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise The Lord Al</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al Knight has colon cancer! I love Al. He is like a father to me. when my dad died Al loved me into wholeness. He is the greatest human I know!&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget his problem solving workshop. It consisted of the following "Got problems? Give then to Jesus! He's got no problems." Now a solution like that would seem trite and superficial coming from anyone else but Al. Al lives this simple faith stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I know that Al is looking forward to seeing Jesus. This has been his focus for years. Its just that there are so many of us who don't want him to go.&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for: Al, Lucille and his wonderful large family, and for me. It was hard enough losing one dad but on the other hand how many guys get to have 2.&lt;br /&gt;I suspect I'll never see Al this side of heaven. I miss him already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115714929359075591?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115714929359075591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115714929359075591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115714929359075591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115714929359075591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/praise-lord-al.html' title='Praise The Lord Al'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115711631553034905</id><published>2006-09-01T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T06:11:55.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are Kittens weak or frisky?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was saying to someone that I felt weak as a kitten and then it struck me kittens aren't all that weak. They are frisky and full of mischief.&lt;br /&gt;I am moving from the former to the latter. the accident took more out of me than I could have guessed and it is a long way back. Being on a liquid diet makes the process a bit slower than I'd like but like much of life its just a matter of putting one foot in front of the other.&lt;br /&gt;I'm laying low again today. I'm not even going to the drop in. I found that going out last week set me back some and I want to be ready to spend some time at college next week.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to do a mission with Bruce in a few weeks but instead I think I'll send the first year class with him to St. Stephens. It will be a good intro to missions. I'll have to do some prep work with them to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;I have to write some 'bits' for my ventriloquism. I have the talking stuff pretty much down and now I need some snappy patter.&lt;br /&gt;I've been enjoying the sunshune this morning, sitting on my deck . I guess I'll get back to it.&lt;br /&gt;Blog ya later. &lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115711631553034905?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115711631553034905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115711631553034905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115711631553034905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115711631553034905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/09/are-kittens-weak-or-frisky.html' title='Are Kittens weak or frisky?'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-115705154502962822</id><published>2006-08-31T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T12:12:25.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a case number</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend. Janet, suggested that I should file a Workman's Compensation Claim. Bruce also thought it was a good idea. Church army will continue to pay me (for very little work) so I don't need help with that . CA also provides great perscription coverage but if I need a lot or even a modicum of dental work it could easily break my exceedingly fragile bank. So Workman's Compensation is going to take care of that. It is nice to know we won't have to sell our house and become indenture servants (pun fully intended).&lt;br /&gt;I must admit I'm not very good at worrying but knowing i'm now covered is a good thing (as Martha Stewart would say)&lt;br /&gt;Today is another day of rest. I'm regaining a lot of strength. I have been revelling in being right about monocle. This has raised my spirits. Tim has lifted me from the slough of despond.&lt;br /&gt;I was going to say a liquid diet is for the birds but it is perhaps more for the fishes. (I spelt that wrong on purpose or porpoise). I now fit all my size medium T shirts. I am trying to avoid becoming small but who knows in another 4 weeks I could be like the witch on the Wizard of Oz. You remember what a liquid diet did for her.&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to Matt Redmond's 'Blessed Be Your Name' that song has come to mean a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;Those who know me well know my best pastoral advice "Get over it!" and I am valiantly trying to follow my own sagacity.&lt;br /&gt;Blog you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115705154502962822?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115705154502962822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115705154502962822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115705154502962822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115705154502962822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-case-number.html' title='I have a case number'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-115703071024981670</id><published>2006-08-31T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T06:25:10.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a dictionary today and the word is spelled &lt;strong&gt;MONOCLE.&lt;/strong&gt; Would everyone spell it with me&lt;br /&gt;M-O-N-O-C-L-E. What have you got .... a red faced Tim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115703071024981670?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115703071024981670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115703071024981670' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115703071024981670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115703071024981670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-was-right.html' title='I Was Right'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115697755003298073</id><published>2006-08-30T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T15:39:11.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Never Ends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it turns out I need a monacle as well. Tim who is an expert on all things Prussian tells me that I need a monacle. I guess a spelling-nazi (canadian for curmudgeon) would know.&lt;br /&gt;I will most certainly web log you later, old chap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115697755003298073?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115697755003298073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115697755003298073' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115697755003298073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115697755003298073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-never-ends.html' title='It Never Ends...'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115696307854858656</id><published>2006-08-30T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T11:37:59.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need A Monocole!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did shave today! I have this distincive character giving scar. I'm thinking of getting a monocle. I will look very Prussian. I will have to create a story about duelling swords. Perhaps my new evangelism technique can be "to scare the hell out of people"&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to grow a beard right now.&lt;br /&gt;Blog you later.&lt;br /&gt;notd Otto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115696307854858656?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115696307854858656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115696307854858656' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115696307854858656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115696307854858656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-need-monocole.html' title='I Need A Monocole!'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115693877269125889</id><published>2006-08-30T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T04:52:52.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm thinking of Shaving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very quiet day yesterday. It probably wouldn't surprise my friend Ken that I have found a lot of healing 'in the stillness'. The pain in my jaw has gone down about 1000%. I slept pretty well again last night. I have decided to give this being still stuff a chance again today. Linda is off to Sussex for her mom's birthday and I'm going to spend a quiet day reading.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about shaving. I'm not sure this beard thing is quite for me. I may wait a day or two to let my face heal a bit more (I have what cyclists call road rash).&lt;br /&gt;We don't know what is going to happen on Sunday at Up Town. Its kind of exciting waiting to see what God has next. Please pray with me.&lt;br /&gt;Blog you later. &lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115693877269125889?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115693877269125889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115693877269125889' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115693877269125889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115693877269125889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-thinking-of-shaving.html' title='I&apos;m thinking of Shaving'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115686198738650509</id><published>2006-08-29T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T07:33:07.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep wonderful sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my first decent night's sleep. I went to bed about 10:30 and woke up at 5. It was great. I have more hope today!&lt;br /&gt;My big plan today is to do as little as possible. I may go out and buy some jeans. The pair I'm wearing now are the ones I fell in and they are quite spotted with blood stains. I'm embarassed to wear them out but they are so comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;I've received a whole lot of "Get Well" cards. I've never sent any before, I think I always thought they were a bit pointless. I'll have to re-evaluate that position. I see repenting in my near future.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday's talk was about being in the furnace. I've been thinking about that a lot. When those 3 Hebrews came out they didn't even have the smell of smoke on them! I believe God has a full healing in store for me. Bruce told me that it was in the furnace that they were set free. The only thing that burned were their bonds. Maybe this furnace is the place to be right now.&lt;br /&gt;Blog you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115686198738650509?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115686198738650509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115686198738650509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115686198738650509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115686198738650509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/08/sleep-wonderful-sleep.html' title='Sleep wonderful sleep'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-115678987409981537</id><published>2006-08-28T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T11:31:14.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Happens at Work Too...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good!&lt;br /&gt; I shared at a staff meeting last Friday that it might not be until december before I can take over my full teaching load. (I may have a lot of dental work after I get unwired.) Kim arranged for Tim Davidson to teach Introduction to Mission and evangelism for me. i know he'll do a great job. I gave him the book Mission and Meaninglessness and my class notes (which I don't often use but are surprisingly organized). Tim will do some reading and then we will sit down to work on it. I know he will do great!&lt;br /&gt;  Instead of practical placement I'm going to be working with our first year class (it looks like three) to form a mission and evangelism team. We'll start off small: sharing testimonies and prayer walking but I hope to move on to visiting Dorchester and Renous and doing some service projects and open air work. I think it will be fun and it will enable us to start small and ramp it up. I would like to be doing something &lt;strong&gt;extreme&lt;/strong&gt; by April.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115678987409981537?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115678987409981537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115678987409981537' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115678987409981537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115678987409981537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-happens-at-work-too.html' title='It Happens at Work Too...'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115676632478313600</id><published>2006-08-28T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T04:58:44.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing in The Spirit &amp; other amazing adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Up Town worship last night. It was amazing! I knew my role was to be quiet and just worship with my family. the Father's Love Letter got to me in an even more powerful way than usual. His care is so manifest in my life right now that it was so moving to hear of his promises and faithfulness.  As Michael and Jennifer Smith led worship I thought I might try and hum along, big mistake!! I found out that humming sets off a vibration in my jaw which causes excrutiating pain. i'm surprised no one has used this on James Bond. Anyway I just stayed quiet physically but had the most mystical sense of worshipping. I was drawn right into the presence of God. I had 'sung in the Spirit' before but it was the Spirit in me singing last night.&lt;br /&gt;  The testimonies last night were amazing! God is leading Jean out of her personal dark night of the soul. George testified how he is reading his Bible every day and how grateful he was that I let him cut my lawn. Doug testified how God has sustained him as he has made the transition from a care home to independent living. Debbie testified that she had heard several times from her personal prodigal son. I was tempted to try and share some of the stuff I have been saying on this blog but I knew my place was to be quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Ruby preached about the 3 Hebrew men in the fire. She said we all go through times 'in the furnace' but it is at those times that people can see Jesus just like the fourth man in the fire. The message was spot on for so many of us there!&lt;br /&gt;Another highlight was seeing my good friend Gray. She has offerred to help over the next few weeks so, happily, we'll see more of each other.&lt;br /&gt; The prayer ministry afterwards was wonderful as well. We had a lady visit us for the first time who had a story of neglect and abuse that would make you cry. I'm glad Up Town can be there for people like her and people like me. Last summer we tried to create a hybrid Up Town/Stone summer service and we nearly killed Up Town. This year we enter the fall in much better shape. We look forward to our 2nd anniversary the 1st Sunday in October.&lt;br /&gt;Enough for now, blog you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115676632478313600?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115676632478313600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115676632478313600' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115676632478313600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115676632478313600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/08/singing-in-spirit-other-amazing.html' title='Singing in The Spirit &amp; other amazing adventures'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115662371896732907</id><published>2006-08-26T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T13:22:00.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mowed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda and I went to the Stone Neighbourhood Celebration today. I met a lot of friends from both Stone and Up Town. One special guy George Brown was there. George is growing in Christ so amazingly. He offerred to come and mow my lawn!&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago George was involved in a bad car accident and broke his face in 8 different places (He should stay out of those places.) so he has a lot of sympathy for me.&lt;br /&gt;I was if not mowed down bowled over by his gift to me. I lay down on the couch exhausted from my visit at Stone and listened as George pushed that mower around for me.&lt;br /&gt;I remember when we started that it was me doing the ministry for folks like George. Now not only is he a member of our family but he is ministering to me. And he has the greatest laugh!&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I'm having a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt; Today was the students last day. they had a party for people in High Meadow last night and then did some of their bits at Stone this afternoon. I am so proud of them all.&lt;br /&gt;I have had the greatest experiences with summer students. This Fortunate Events Tour was very different from our previous Turn Around Tour, but they were both very special to me!&lt;br /&gt;Blog you manana. RF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115662371896732907?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115662371896732907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115662371896732907' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115662371896732907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115662371896732907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/08/mowed.html' title='Mowed'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115655254795366032</id><published>2006-08-25T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T17:35:48.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to work!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work this morning. We had a staff meeting I wanted to influence. I lasted a couple of hours. It looks like I won't be teaching much this semmester. I will concentrate on placement activities almost exclusively. We have some good plans to cover my academic courses.&lt;br /&gt;The main reason I wanted to spend a bit of time at work was that I wanted to drop in at the drop in this evening. My conscience wouldn't let me do that if I didn't do some Taylor College work first.&lt;br /&gt;The folks at the drop in overwhelmed with their care and concern. We have had near record turn outs the last two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;We are not sure how the Sunday Services will come together but as my father used to say "The graveyards are filled with indispensible people." We are going to experience some real Body ministry. I expect to be amazed and humbled.&lt;br /&gt;I felt almost human for parts of today and I expect to continue to get stronger. PTL&lt;br /&gt;NOTD Reginald&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115655254795366032?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115655254795366032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115655254795366032' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115655254795366032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115655254795366032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-went-to-work.html' title='I went to work!'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115644072086277286</id><published>2006-08-24T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T10:32:01.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got My First Flowers Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've bought flowers before but today is my first time on the receiving end. A good friend of mine, Rob, sent them. I was impressed with how &lt;strong&gt;MANLY&lt;/strong&gt; hydrangea are. Pansies or violets might have required some extra he-man justification but hydrangea... now there is a guys flower! Accompanying this bouquet of manliness was a case of Ensure (the new staple of my diet replacing potatoes and peanut butter). A case of something whether its crank case oil or bubble bath is always a very he-man gift (for those who are insecure enough to think of such things).&lt;br /&gt;You can't tell, as you read this, if I am smiling. You would have trouble telling if you were here in this room (Ive taken this stiff upper lip stuff to new heights), but please know...... I am! : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115644072086277286?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115644072086277286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115644072086277286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115644072086277286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115644072086277286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-got-my-first-flowers-today.html' title='I Got My First Flowers Today!'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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-32187721.post-115642061518702842</id><published>2006-08-24T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T04:56:55.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip Around The Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I walked around the block yesterday! It was my big accomplishment. I've been planing this for days. I didn't break any land speed records but I made it the whole way.&lt;br /&gt;  Other than this I read a lot. I enjoy reading so this is not a bad thing. I am learning to really appreciate writer Dallas Willard and his book "Renovation of the Heart" I also discovered a fiction writer (I almost said fictional writer but I didn't want Tim to get upset with me) by the name of John Nance. If you have any fear of flying don't read his books please! The one I am reading now is "Turbulence"&lt;br /&gt;  I also scared Bruce Smith the other day. He was over to help me fill out a workman's compensation form (in case I need a lot of expensive dental work later). I had just been to the doctor's to get my stitches out. Bruce asked me what his name was, for the form. I could not remember! I got so frustrated trying to recall what I knew I should know that... well have you heard of frustrated to tears? I think maybe I was afraid I had suffered some brain injury and confused and frustrated. I just became overwhelmed and really teary. People do not expect behaviour like that from me and Bruce was a bit freaked. He didn't want to go leaving me alone (Linda was out doing some errands) but I convinced him I was going to lie down for a nap so he went back to work.&lt;br /&gt;  I have not suffered any traumatic brain injury! It turns out that I am human and all this stuff caught up to me at once. Looking back its kind of funny.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all your concern &amp; prayers. &lt;&gt;&lt; Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115642061518702842?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115642061518702842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115642061518702842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115642061518702842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115642061518702842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/08/trip-around-block.html' title='A Trip Around The Block'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32187721.post-115633768343993313</id><published>2006-08-23T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T05:54:43.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironies continued</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.reedeemed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reedeemed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Another of life's ironies. Now that I have time to blog I have nothing to say. Nothing is happening!&lt;br /&gt;  I am so grateful to my friends, even the ones who correct my spelling I won't mention any names (Tim). I am almost overcome each time I ponder the ways God is upholding me. He is as faithful as I've always said He is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32187721-115633768343993313?l=reedeemed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/feeds/115633768343993313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32187721&amp;postID=115633768343993313' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115633768343993313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32187721/posts/default/115633768343993313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedeemed.blogspot.com/2006/08/ironies-continued.html' title='Ironies continued'/><author><name>reedeemed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042582968488303095</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>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
