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lit. trans 'I don't know, it's all greek to me'. The more I learn, the less I know. The closer I get to God the less I understand everything, except for His grace...
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- Ever have one of those weeks?
- 'Great Writer'
- 'Lipstick in the bathroom'
- Ferdinand the Frog
- Teenage angst
- I walk to the waters edge The waves mirror my rage...
- If I were to see you tomorrow Would it be through ...
- He didn't die a heroes death They shot him in the ...
- And a stunning canvas she made, at that!
- Natty's 7th form ball... I had the honour of turni...
- The passing of a lady...
- Same shot... 8 months later...
- Work in progress... the garage is gone, the deck h...
- And you think you have self-control...
- This is my garden... pre-Michael... it's a small b...
- The view from my bedroom window this evening...
- Auckland has it's moments...
- Drive back from New Plymouth
- Matt, you look so confused...
- The small group
- The Xtend group photo...
- If you don't get a job as a youth pastor...
- Sacrifice
- Jars of Clay - Worlds Apart
- There is a treason at sea - DC Talk
- As a room you know Even at midnight Walk through e...
- Logic
- Son forse un poeta? No, certo. Non scrive che una ...
- YouthTrain Leadership Development Course - The ins...
- Final check for bruises, broken bones and removal ...
- The last run...
- "Never, and we mean never, would we have thought b...
- Dat must be one wicked wedgie...
- Tada!
- again... $10 to identify these airborn feet...
- Tere's paraphrase of Ecclesiates 4:9 Two are bett...
- Check out Gordon's skid marks...
- "No really Paul, I can catch you"
- $10 if you can identify these feet...
- I admire your faith Gordon, but you're not going t...
- This angle is getting closer...
- I guess as an Aucklander I will never truly unders...
- Hannah, you da man!
- This angle doesn't cut it either...
- The beginning of the end for Jason's shoulder...
- The camera angle does not so the slide justice... ...
- Gordie's delicate traverse through the "mud"...
- 20 minutes as a crow flies... Yeah right! - Tui
- BTW...Peter Pan was my first sermon!
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When all is said and done... In the moment where time stands still and you are painfully aware of who you are... When the movie plays back and you see who you used to be... There can be nothing but a heart-cry of 'only you God'...
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