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Good morning all,
how are is everybody this fine saturday? i'm taking a break from my homework to post up here, and i'll start off with this: how did you find last night? what was the most challenging circumstance you faced? did you have fun? what is your worldview on things issues refugees now? i had a good time last night, but i wont say it wasnt confronting. i gotta admit, at the start, when the lights went off and the guns started, i was pretty freaked out. crazy stuff. the leaders did a great job in their roles, props to them for that! thanks also to mike for the little discussion he led afterwards; what do people think they can do for those in situations like what we only got a taste of last night? lets get out there and make a difference! its our world, and our future too, so we have to get involved, and change this world alongside Jesus!!!
also, i'd like to post a beautiful poem that i found on a Christian Forums website. its called "When I Say". have a read of it, and comment on what you think of it, and how it applies all of us who are Christians in this world.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting, "I am saved"
I'm whispering, "I was lost"
That's why I chose this way.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need someone to be my guide.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
and pray for strength to carry on.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
and cannot ever pay the debt.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are too visible,
but God knows I'm worth it.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain.
I have my share of heartaches
which is why I speak His name.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I do not wish to judge.
I have no authority.
I only know that I am loved.

Author - Carol Wimmer - Copyright 1988

i love this poem, howsabout you?
ponyboy