Woodward Forward

re. J.R. Woodward, V3 ministries
(Interview with Wilson about “Purple Fish” & bio stuff afterward)

Bless you dear brother.
Good to hear your news:
your bio., & other
stuff (like interviews).

God, keep him open
to your faithful love,
and keep what's spoken
heart'ning from above

deep in his ID,
'n'no competition,
so in the end he
lives Jesus' mission.

pauloswalkeros

meals together with simple joy

Oh God, please give your shallom to that crew,that's your community you've planted there,you are our Captain, what you say we'll do.Please teach us to pray any -time, and -where.

So thank you for our houses and our clothes,and thank you for the meals we get to share,and people we can share your love with, thosewho you bring any - time and any - where.

And please bless those young Johnston's at their schools,and make them all a blessing where they go,then even if they're made to look like foolsthey'll trust you and they'll know that you must know.

Coz Jesus walked that path ahead of them -and all us "grown-ups" where we are as well.Thanks that you led the way and like our hen,called all your chicks to gather, to dispell

our fears and worries, all our mistrusts too;by being there yourself, at times of need,you're so creative, none are quite like you!And you let us grow faith like tiny seed

of mustard, or of eucalyptus tree,

that doesn't look a bit like final plant,for when it's gone and buried it can bea source of shade, an ecosystem rant! And thank you too for wisdom, when we've askedabout all your provision, and our part;discerning  all you've gifted and you've taskedus with, I think it is a work of (he)art.

bringing in LIFE ..

So when we get involved in bringing life

to God's good world to see the good, and thus

to share his grief when selfishness is rife,

and it's potential”s lost with all our fuss

about our rights that have not been upheld,

and all the work that we must do to see

that we’re not overlooked and left in hell,

our clamouring and grasping to save “me”.

And when I'm confident I've been “okay-ed”

I'll be your saviour too (make sure you clap!),

it seems to loan me purpose, accolades

can help me bustle on, as “quite a chap”!

So when we get involved, the other way,

in bringing life to God's good world to know

through all its pain and troubles, and deflates,

a living deeper joy that will not go,

Then something happens in our cold dead heart,

the soul that's been unconscious, opens eyes,

for someone spoke our new name, we can start..

to see the good, and then to not despise

the day of very small things, when we can't

see how they work together to bring good.

And learning to be grateful, have our heart

right pierced through, ‘coz we did what we should,

and crying, we continue hanging out

with others in this Earth-womb with constraints,

‘coz this life isn't what it's all about.

Yeshua showed the way, without complaints.

"Election" judgements made... and BEING made...

God has seen humanity's very deep need - to have a leader who will not be self-serving, but who will be filled with both faithfulness to his word, a vision and hope for a better future, a tender shepherd-ly or parental care for those entrusted to him, wisdom to see the need of the hour and the methods and processes needed to address it, and the creative capacity to allow for new options, in order to lead us to grow into the amazing potential the creator put within us, individually, but even more so, collectively.

God’s grooming of that leader is the story of the Hebrew scriptures.

God's anointing (Greek= christen-ing, Hebrew= messiah-ing), of a leader was the first stage of some leaders taking on their leadership role. It is recorded of a king, a prophet, and a priest. In ancient times, in the Hebrew scriptures, the FORM of anointing was: a process whereby (commonly through his recognised representative) God initiates pouring, or dropping, or smearing, “landing” a liquid substance like an oil obtained from crushing olives, onto the head of the one who is about to be made leader. It has the FUNCTION of identifying and claiming  that leader, making God's choice known - both to the leader, and also to a select and trusted few, and giving the leader a chance to “earn their spurrs”, to show their mettle, to display their character, while as yet they were still (sometimes for a number of years) not publicly recognized. God's anointing of this ultimate leader he has chosen has been recorded (several times) in all four Christ-ian gospels. This makes him already, in the minds of those who have seen it and are loyal to him, to function as “Leader of Humanity”.

For this highest office of all he was (mocked by being) lifted up above his fellows, given a staff of wood so big he could hardly hold it, and big enough that he could be nailed to it, and crowned with a crown of Middle Eastern thorns beaten onto his head by another staff. He was tested till death. He stayed true right to the end. He showed us what he was made of to the core, and did not crack under betrayal, taunting and suffering. This was all done publicly. The judge must now take his seat and make judgement.

What do you say of this claimant for the title of God's Christened “Leader of Humanity” - Yeshua, of Nazareth in the Galilee, known as bar Yoseph?

first things first...

Wow I can start to see now something strange.

Well strange to my old way of seeing life,

inherited as culture has arranged,

it's not all evil, but some ways are rife

with error, and sometimes from ignorance,

at other times from ethnocentric ways,

and other times my ego's ways per-chance

could not be bothered, it would rather laze.

Then talk of motives, matters of the heart,

can even be pro-cras-tin-a-tion's way

of sidetracking and stopping what could start

off habits new, in what to  do, think, say!

That's not to say that motives, treasures, hearts,

are unimportant, for Christ often dwells

on them, with faith, hope, love. But some-thing starts

to let us see their outline, they themselves

invisible like wind, magnetic force,

or even friendship, kindness, being blue,

and other things like hatred too of course,

are only really known by what folk “do”!

And in that way, as we begin to know

(’n to be known as well), by actions that

allow folk to infer (from what is shown)

the presence of sun's "shade”, because of “hat”.

'coz, like that shade, it can't always be seen, because the hat is close, or covers it,

in manufacturing the shade, it's been

the handle, cause and source. Hat is “culprit”!

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about our block

Txt2PW: Just checking if you're coming walking?

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Response, after the fact:

We thank you God for that there walk, today,
for chances to learn from you, in the way
Yeshua walked his ev'ry day with you,
and too with his disciples, as he'd do.

And as they'd then walk with each other one
because they followed him, who was their sun,
and they the planets wandering around
about because he was, who THEM had found.

And "wondering around about" as well,
in both the senses of: under the spell
of wonder (an emotion that can come),
or of a state of mind that questions some-

thing in-ter-est-ing to the mind right now,
a puzzle or a question that somehow
takes much of our attention up, to bring
a certain satisfaction - we might sing

or smile, when fi-nal-ly we understand.
It seems these meanings were all close at hand
when Jesus, God's anointed, walked this Earth
filled with the spirit who conceived such mirth.

The secret's out, he's come to Earth a-gin
that spirit of the Holy God within
a human body here, a bag of skin,
- or better still, it's said he will begin

his work of New Creation, as it's Lord,
so then humanity will be restored
to be the dream that God had - at the first,

do justice, mercy, walk humbly, un-cursed!

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Helping hurts

... As some of you know, Our friend and neighbour Bob Scott was killed by a tree on his farm 2 weeks ago. His wife Merrilyn was away with one of their daughters in Bathurst and was worried that she had not heard from him since the day before. She rang me and asked me to look for him. I went to their farm with another neighbour and found him killed by the tree.

This has been a huge grief for many people and us. I'm still recovering from the trauma and taking each day as it comes. We sense God has put us here for this time but it is still hard.

In him Chris
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Dear brother,

what to say?

Thank you God

for this way

of showing

your love there

through the tears

of Chris and Nair.,

& going

to the farm

in that ute(?)

finding harm,

comforting

fatherless

and widow

in distress.

Please comfort

them also,

to pass on

what they know

of your help

and comfort

as your priest

or prophet

to who mourns

loss of part

of body,

even heart.

way to go!

yes! Yes! Yes! YES! He showed us all the way!
He called us all to follow him today,
and into his tomorrow we will go
with him who trusted God, as though he'd know!

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Jesus did not retaliate when he was insulted. When he suffered, he did not threaten retaliation. He faithfully entrusted himself into the hands of God, who always judges fairly.  1 Peter 2:23 (PM Version)

is sharing air, a bit like prayer?

A little while ago I said to God

“I understand not how prayer works at all”,

though minutes later, couldn't see the knot

that seemed before to bother this small Paul.

So here I'll try to put it, so to say

something like the problem that I felt:

“Prayer’s mechanisms that “work” here today

don't always seem to “work”, where I have dwelt.”

So now I see my problem hinges on

the meaning of that word “work” up above,

espec'ly when seen in that paradigm

of “working mechanisms”, not of “love”.

It seems when some folk say “Prayer changes things”

a part of me is hooked to focus on

the last word in that sentence, which then brings

my house of cards a crashing before long.

But if I think about it diff'rently,

and mean by prayer just “hanging out” with God,

or even “hanging in” there, frequently,

and ope'ning up about where “we” have trod,

and what has happened to me in his world,

and start to get to know responses made

by him, and posit where they've come from curled

within his nature, as within the shade

an animal that's wild, & quite untamed

might still be friendly, and begin to see

my motives, if I'm not one to have mamed

and used one like it - what I want to be.

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God's bless'ed, know his hes'ed, ... ... ... ... ... so as he's led, they bless instead...

A brother says & prays: Hi Paul I want to say I love you Paul Walker- … I pray that your day today has been truly blessed by our true loving Father. That you will experience all of the fruits the Holy Spirit has for you and that Jesus will continue to show you what he did on that bloody cross and what that means today. May you experience the true gift of intimacy with .. (your wife). And that this will be a part of your story what God has done in your life!! You are a truly blessed Paul Walker and I look forward to the day I see you again!!

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"Bless you, dear brother", now, I say and tell:
I've truly, rue-ly been blessed by that ONE,
as he prayed that we may be ONE as well,
his spirit sent by - both  father and son

grows fruit on these (fruit-) trees planted by him,
(the planting of the Lord, like Eden's trees)
to make a place for walks (both glad and grim),
for nothing of his other gifts beat these.

The fruit that grows quite nat'rally from in-
side life - that's not just stuck outside, with tape;
but comes from this whole  plant, as it has been
well, growing here from seed, or cutting/scrape ...

... has life (un-scientific as that be,
and basic to all life that we have known).
Our science does not have that quality,
but scient-ists do, it has been clearly shown.

Yet some seem more to carry living life,
and seem to have an opening for more,
it shows up with more wisdom, in our strife,
a kind of “blessing”, lucky to the core!

And as I think about what God has done
in making this ol’ Earth “the other ‘day’”
I re-al-ise that he's been having “fun”,
that's even while he's grieving, I would say…

I mean by that some deeper kinds of joys,
a kind of bless-ed-ness that's built on love,
and he's been passing that on through his boys
and girls, to all who are born “from above”.

Same here to you, my brother dear, a few
short days will soon be gone, in place his new
unfettered, indestructible life's true
identity can not be spent in lieu,

but carries on, and gets a new name too.
So Saul to Paul, and Paul to Paul renews
the kind of life that will not just refuse
the goodness offered to who still eschews

this old world's ways that will not forward look
to what is best, still coming down the track.
We will not be like Lot's wife, that old chook,
but more Yeshua like, who's coming back!

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It was only through this wonderful grace that we believed in him. Nothing we did could ever earn this salvation, for it was a precious gift from God that bought us to Christ. So no one will ever be able to boast, salvation is never a reward for good works or human striving.  Ephesians 2:8-9 (PM Version)

Your prayers came true, or still are coming true.
And I look forward too, to seeing you!

Paul Walker.

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thanks .. & blessing

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Txt2PW: Paul, thanks for bringing…

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Goodness and peace be on your fam'ly there,

the sweet release of stress from sitting where
those now around you are quite tuned to truth,
and love abounds, as family of youth,

who listens well and helps one to tune in
to what is real, but too to what Love's been
hmm.. doing all this time, as one has slept
so goodness will have rhymed again (- or wept).

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please help for something's wrong, as well as right..

Protect us please oh God, from all our sins,

and harm and evil, that gain leverage

because of how our natures work with "wins" -

when we puff up. Our food and beverage

are not the only things that grow us big,

for something in ourselves misuses what

should have been good, and turns "gift" into gig

that bolsters our own ego and what not.

Instead of passing on, and giving out,

as hose, or cup, or bucket's meant to do,

we let the pressure fill us up no doubt,

when we are meant to let it run right through.

I find myself all het up, talking loud,

and quicker too, as though I'm under threat.

Oh God, I saw your Christ wrapped in a shroud,

entrusting himself to you; placed his bet

on what 'e thought the most likely would be

to pay a dividend, and win the day.

He drilled the holes and buried all his seed,

so it looked like it had been washed away!

An’ off 'e goes to trust yourself to do

what we would never think, 'coz cancer grows

at the expense of other parts it's true,

he's thinking of one greater and he knows

that you can be relied on to think big

and take all of creation to account,

and know what he deserves, to even jig

things to give clues like up there on that mount.

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Above, a poemish reflection on life at the moment. Difficulties in communicating with my wife and friends, and even with myself....

Then I found a piece of poetry/prophecy given to God's people around 500 or 600 BCE from scripture, which a friend had sent to me today, that put heart into me:

Don't be afraid, for I am with you. Don't be discouraged for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you.I will hold you up with my victorious and righteous right hand.  Isaiah 41:10 (PM Version) Audio of Isa 41:10, put to song...

After that I found a Draft message from a month ago with this link in it (which was a good reminder too): https://appallinglife.blogspot.com/2019/02/my-hope-is-built-on-he-who-spilt.html

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quick catchup

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Hi, Paul.       Love to see you for lunch at our place on…(this future date)...

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Wow.

A life-time in a cou-ple o' ho-urs...

How could that poss-ib-ly be done at all?

I s'pose an emphasis that's on "now" as
the time to accept, listen, and then call...

might make today a day for rejoicing,
might free his rule to bring on his great peace,
so I will listen, look at, and then sing
of all the wonders God gives, that don't cease…

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.. but by ev'rything that comes from the mouth of God

“Good morning dear one.”

XXOO

“How did you sleep?”

“That smelt sweet! Breathe on me again, like this.. whwhwhwhoo”

“Welcome! Well come.” XXOO

“Goodbye.” XXOO

“There, there. I think you'll be alright. Let me kiss it better!” XXOO

“He needs mouth to mouth!- Let's do it!” Whhhhiio, one, two, three, Whhhhiio, one, two, three, Whhhhiio ….”

WORDS, BREATH (THE KISS OF LIFE... MOUTH TO MOUTH), KISS OF WELCOME, GOODBYE, HEALING, BLESSING...

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What is this thing, The Word of God, that comes

out from the (mind and) mouth of God upon

his breath, with pow'r to bring a universe

to be, and then to keep it being thus -

for children (who quite like their father God)

would have a place to play, and walk, with him.

And stranger still (some think, who do not know),

is that their father will not be waylaid,

for that's his greatest love and joy and hope:

to share life with his children whom he loves,

they are the reason elements were made,

and energy and matter matter much;

a place for them to be and interact

with him and then each other, who are like

him who is their “Abba” (that is a fact).

A fam-i-ly and home, and yard and world

each tyke, is given, by him who IS LOVE.

These things he's cast about, just like he's hurled

them as a painter paints, or actor acts,

or builder builds, creators then create!

And so the blessers bless, and greeters greet,

and kissers kiss to heal, and send, and meet,

and show affection, with that breath of life,

to babies, children, parents, husband, wife,

and friends that haven't met in a long time.

What comes out from his mouth is breath and words,

and kiss of blessing, tongue (quite personal)

saliva that infects to heal, absurd!

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reconisance trip for planning

Txt2me:
He gives food to eat you cannot buy, 
wings of faith when you cannot fly 
and words of truth we cannot deny. 

We feel held aloft, 
his steady hand, 
gentle and soft,  
a new land, 
we tread and beyond
perhaps...more oft.

MyResponse:

Be U
ti ful
to hear,
  from you
  (&girl)
  I cheer!

When she
& you 
return
  maybe..
  Time's due,
  we'll learn

what good
came with
your trip,
  or could
  soon if
  you sip

and drink
the cup
given,
  then blink
  & up
  & when

he calls
then go
to him,
  with all,
  & show
  on whim

love's hand
that stretch-
-es out
  then, and
  it's sketch
  no doubt

could be
mis-un-
der-stood,
  yet he
  who's done 
  such good

rarely
mis-un-
der-stands.
  So we
  will run.
  Commands

from him
are gifts
to prize.
  Our hymn
  then lifts
  our eyes..

and words;
We love,
we opt..
  We heard
  a dove
  has dropped,

So we
take on 
your way
  glad he, 
  your son, 
  will stay

by his
spirit
in us.
  This is
  (hear it?) 
  a buzz!