<?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-2353577988606359607</id><updated>2011-11-15T16:55:01.480Z</updated><category term='poetry'/><category term='prose'/><category term='homeless mission christian Easter'/><category term='Street Photography'/><category term='New York'/><category term='Twitter microblogging'/><category term='Black and White'/><category term='writing'/><category term='stars'/><title type='text'>Speaking Out Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-4221569496219394534</id><published>2011-04-20T21:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T22:08:44.788+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New York - Fisheye 4</title><content type='html'>For the last in the New York series I've included a few more favourite fish eye pictures.  The time I spent in New York was so encouraging to me, not least because it was my first experience of waking up in the morning with the thought that "Today I need to go and take some pictures".  That thought was a little scary at first but once the pictures started coming it was a challenge that I relished.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/5397390213/" title="New York by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5256/5397390213_9769938af3.jpg" width="360" height="240" alt="New York"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/5397982872/" title="New York by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5256/5397982872_c2907236c1.jpg" width="360" height="240" alt="New York"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/5397383661/" title="New York by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5213/5397383661_2c1a8e45bb.jpg" width="360" height="240" alt="New York"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/5397388875/" title="New York Time Square by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5295/5397388875_96d5484a41.jpg" width="360" height="240" alt="New York Time Square"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-4221569496219394534?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4221569496219394534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=4221569496219394534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4221569496219394534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4221569496219394534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-york-fisheye-4.html' title='New York - Fisheye 4'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5256/5397390213_9769938af3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-1022577272797926033</id><published>2011-04-16T00:57:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T01:14:19.045+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New York - Fisheye 3</title><content type='html'>While I was in New York I hired a fisheye lens for my camera.  I got a special offer because it was Labor Day, or Yom Kippur, or both...I don't remember.  Either way, I got 5 days for the price of 1, so it was a good start.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I [heart] fisheye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, for urban photography, it's amazing!  You can really concentrate on your foreground but keep the background visible.  You can take a photograph that shows the view down two streets that are at right angles to each other!  You can get close-ups of strangers without them realising that you're taking their picture!  More than anything though, the wide, wide angle lets you fit more picture into the same space.  I no longer had to choose to show people or buildings, I could show both, and do them justice!  I could take much wider cityscapes (which are more interesting than general panoramic shots in my opinion). I had SO MUCH FUN with the fisheye lens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's probably enough words, here's a couple of shots:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/5397989686/" title="New York Bryant Park by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5297/5397989686_0ea49a7e9a.jpg" width="360" height="240" alt="New York Bryant Park"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/5397377579/" title="New York by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5293/5397377579_e39e7f6933.jpg" width="360" height="240" alt="New York" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-1022577272797926033?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1022577272797926033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=1022577272797926033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1022577272797926033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1022577272797926033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-york-fisheye-3.html' title='New York - Fisheye 3'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5297/5397989686_0ea49a7e9a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-2727611703332423379</id><published>2011-04-13T15:13:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T15:20:27.173+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New York - Black &amp; White Street Photography 2</title><content type='html'>It's been a busy little while and blogging has, once again, fallen by the wayside.  I am now returning to finish this series and follow it up with Iceland!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/5398078150/" title="New York by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5259/5398078150_930dd4e94e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="New York" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me a few shots to get this photo, trying not to alert this couple on their walk through central park that they were being followed and snapped by a random stranger!  I'm happy with the result: soft focus, soft light, lots of leaves on the trees and two people just being together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/5397424039/" title="New York by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5016/5397424039_05a044631f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="New York" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mirrors are always great for seeing the world in a different way.  This photo brings out for me the less glitzy, very ordinary side of New York life.  It's not all about glass skyscrapers, there are second-hand stores with mirrors propped up outside and push bikes and there is space in the busyness, even if you can still see a taxi rushing past.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-2727611703332423379?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2727611703332423379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=2727611703332423379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/2727611703332423379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/2727611703332423379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-york-black-white-street-photography.html' title='New York - Black &amp; White Street Photography 2'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5259/5398078150_930dd4e94e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-2667494995581965997</id><published>2011-02-02T15:27:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-02T15:40:13.252Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Street Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black and White'/><title type='text'>New York - Black &amp; White Street Photography 1</title><content type='html'>I put up a bunch of my New York photos on Flickr the other day (Click the image below to go to my Flickr).  While I was there I had the opportunity to try out a few different photography styles.  One was street photography.  I went mainly with black and white shots because my coloured shots tended to come out looking quite confusing.  I think it's partly a composition thing and partly just because in a big city, there is so much going on, that it can be difficult to capture just one thing at a time.  I found b&amp;amp;w helpful in drawing attention to the things I wanted to draw attention to.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/5398106916/" title="New York by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5013/5398106916_ccf9710b30.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="New York" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This shot was taken just outside the Fashion Institute of Technology.  SUCH a great place to go people watching in the city!  I became comfortable with out-of-focus shots while I was in NYC and love the softness of this particular one.  The tree is obviously young, but perspective makes it seem tall compared to the girl sat on the wall.  To me, the bike, tree and girl all seem quite vulnerable but like they've found a safe place to just rest in the midst of all the activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I look through my shots of New York, I see an appreciation of the scale and movement of the city, but alongside that, constant reminders that the skyscrapers are only context.  It is the individuals, their stories and their struggles, which really make the city what it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-2667494995581965997?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2667494995581965997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=2667494995581965997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/2667494995581965997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/2667494995581965997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-york-black-white-street-photography.html' title='New York - Black &amp; White Street Photography 1'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5013/5398106916_ccf9710b30_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-8963382935462262999</id><published>2011-01-28T12:25:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-28T12:37:04.893Z</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Shop Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I haven't blogged in a while, but it seemed like the time to do it.  I'm currently sat in a coffee shop using the free wifi and writing a blog is obviously the perfect way to complete the clich&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;é.  I feel like a lot has changed in the past few months and I've barely posted in forever so I'll just do a quick round up of things that are on my mind lately.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uni&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;I handed in my dissertation a week ago and it's great to have it finished.  I'm basically trying not to think about it now - I don't get my grade until mid-March and there's nothing more I can do.  I was happy with what I'd done and feel that I put in my best no matter what grade I receive, but I'm also (as always) aware of the project's shortcomings.  There is a lot to do in the next few months but thankfully I'm really enjoying my classes so that's great.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Theology&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;I've been having some very interesting conversations alongside personal study into calvinism recently.  I'm still on the fence on the whole issue but I like to look into it sometimes.  I'm also looking at reading a book a friend gave me regarding the Bible as being a collection of writings about people's experience of God rather than the inspired, inerrant word of God as such.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coffee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i style="font-style: normal; line-height: 15px; "&gt;Apparently I drink coffee now.  I have wanted to for a long time and never liked it.  Then I discovered: real coffee, black and lots of sugar.  I get looked down on for it but it's how the &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Italians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: normal; line-height: 15px; "&gt; do it. And if I'm drinking coffee like an &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Italian I'm not going to feel bad about it.  I must admit though, I'm not sure if the coffee thing is here to stay or just a phase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i style="font-style: normal; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: normal; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Singing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;After a year of not singing I realised I had lost a lot of my ability in that area so I have decided to pretend that there is room in my budget for singing lessons and have begun singing lessons again.  I've had one lesson so far and am very excited about it.  Also, I'm doing classical this time.  Classical songs for soprano are rather high and tricky.  Also, I'm learning a French song at the moment which is a challenge but it sounds so pretty (or it will once I can confidently hit the notes!). Fun times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Photography&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;I went on two amazing trips at the end of the summer, to New York and Iceland.  I've been very busy with uni but have been slowly getting through processing and organising the images and I'll be uploading albums to Facebook and possibly Flickr sometime soon.  I may even post a couple of favourites here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;That's all for now because my internet time is about to run out.  Maybe I'll start blogging again more regularly.  Maybe I won't. Whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i style="font-style: normal; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-8963382935462262999?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8963382935462262999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=8963382935462262999' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8963382935462262999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8963382935462262999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/coffee-shop-blog.html' title='Coffee Shop Blog'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-6209034719667774760</id><published>2010-11-03T11:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:27:03.293Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;All the virtues so necessary&lt;br /&gt;Love to live well in the moment&lt;br /&gt;Hope &amp;amp; Faith to spur me on to something more&lt;br /&gt;and constantly Patience&lt;br /&gt;knowing that waiting&lt;br /&gt;even restlessly&lt;br /&gt;is better than settling for now&lt;br /&gt;simply for the sake of permanence&lt;br /&gt;which my immortal self already has&lt;br /&gt;and my mortal self never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-6209034719667774760?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6209034719667774760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=6209034719667774760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6209034719667774760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6209034719667774760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/all-virtues-so-necessary-love-to-live.html' title=''/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-7347884900458722732</id><published>2010-10-28T19:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T20:00:09.367+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/TMnIECmITiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DgdvlqMB6_I/s1600/not+fitting+in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/TMnIECmITiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DgdvlqMB6_I/s400/not+fitting+in.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533173588943195682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-7347884900458722732?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7347884900458722732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=7347884900458722732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/7347884900458722732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/7347884900458722732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/TMnIECmITiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DgdvlqMB6_I/s72-c/not+fitting+in.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-5307247344382168474</id><published>2010-10-23T09:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T09:32:25.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Glocalisation is...</title><content type='html'>Going to see an American band play and enjoying it because a) They're the people I've seen on the TV, I know they are popular around the world and I love their music and b) it gives me the opportunity to bump into people I haven't seen since we went to school together.  I leave thinking "Sheffield is amazing".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-5307247344382168474?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5307247344382168474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=5307247344382168474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5307247344382168474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5307247344382168474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2010/10/glocalisation-is.html' title='Glocalisation is...'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-7382431980178470809</id><published>2010-08-04T20:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T21:18:34.055+01:00</updated><title type='text'>August, September and Photography</title><content type='html'>I just had a look and it was January when I posted my last bonafide blog entry.  I am now back from Spain, it was hard work but I got through it with a 77.73 average which I reckon will convert to a 2.i so happy days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently trying to sort through all the stuff I own (it seems to have multiplied while I was living overseas), storing, throwing out and finding place to put it all.  I am also working on my dissertation.  Currently, I'm writing my academic context chapter although I haven't got very far just yet!  I will be looking into the creation of 'local' food brands, using a specific case study.  I like to tell people I'm writing my dissertation on ice cream.  So August is looking promising; working on my dissertation, organising all my stuff and seeing friends (not to mention a wedding or two and maybe even a camping trip in there somewhere).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for September, I have been really, really blessed!  I am travelling to New York to stay with a friend, visit galleries and take photographs (I got a gift of some unwanted travel vouchers and a grant from my university to do this).  Later in the month I am heading to Iceland on a physical geography field course which I am not being assessed for, so I get to do all the field work and seeing Iceland with none of the worrying about my grades.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to the photos I will take on both trips and trying to figure out just how much photography equipment I a) need b) can afford and c) can fit in my luggage (who needs more than 1 change of clothes for a week anyway?!)  Both these trips should give me opportunities to take some great photos and I'm hoping to have a portfolio that allows me to really contrast these two very different landscapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other photography news, I did my first photoshoot a few weeks ago.  I took some engagement pictures for my roommate and her fiancé and I've put some of the best on Facebook.  Hopefully I'll be doing a shoot for another friend and her fiancé sometime soon.  Portrait photography is a little nerve-wracking for me, but good fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I [heart] cameras!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-7382431980178470809?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7382431980178470809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=7382431980178470809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/7382431980178470809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/7382431980178470809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-september-and-photography.html' title='August, September and Photography'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-4167096380664188796</id><published>2010-06-20T18:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T18:25:03.326+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll see your photo of Ladybower reservoir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/3349359206/" title="March 11th by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3555/3349359206_dc8957ab3a.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="March 11th" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and raise you two inches of snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/3253582148/" title="snow day by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3361/3253582148_a07cf28342.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="snow day" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-4167096380664188796?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4167096380664188796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=4167096380664188796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4167096380664188796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4167096380664188796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2010/06/ill-see-your-photo-of-ladybower.html' title=''/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3555/3349359206_dc8957ab3a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-5044464458685188570</id><published>2010-01-26T21:17:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-26T21:24:47.894Z</updated><title type='text'>I know it's not easy for you...</title><content type='html'>"I know it's not easy for you to study in another language..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now just why is it that my first response when my friend said that to me was a twinge of hurt pride?  I have got to get over this so here it goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it is not easy for me to study in another language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking for sympathy (I chose to come here and it's a brilliant opportunity and learning experience), I just think that maybe saying public that yes, I'm struggling, would be a good thing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm used to being the person who understands everything in class and just knows what to write in essays etc.  I'm also used to being the person who gets their work done, with an amount of natural motivation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here though, I don't understand everything in lectures (although I understand a lot more now than I did at first), I am regularly unsure of what is expected of my work and I seem to spend more time trying to motivate myself than actually doing any work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...I am learning new things.  I'm not convinced that situations like this, where you are stretched to the point of being unable to measure up, are necessary for growth, but I am convinced that such situations are catalysts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was never meant to be easy and no, I am not finding it easy.  But I will continue trying knowing that the success will be in my attitude far more than in my grades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-5044464458685188570?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5044464458685188570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=5044464458685188570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5044464458685188570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5044464458685188570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-know-its-not-easy-for-you.html' title='I know it&apos;s not easy for you...'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-6616495720220275621</id><published>2010-01-24T09:28:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-24T09:36:12.763Z</updated><title type='text'>Time for a change?</title><content type='html'>I decided to do something that I don't do today...to sit down and write a blog post with no previous plan in mind.  I think I'll use this as a place to put voice to some of the vague wonderings I've been having about starting a new blog.  I loved using this one while I was in Australia, but now that I'm home (and have been for 18 months!), I'm just not that interested in having a personal blog most of the time, I tend to use Facebook to share interesting links and Twitter to post short cool statements to increase my streetcred (or something like that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have reserved another blogger account called 500daysofstudy because I realised the other day that I only have 504 days left at university.  The official start date will be Tuesday, according to my trust calculator at www.timeanddate.com.  At least this way I'll have a recurring theme for my blog, rather than just talking about uni all the time on my personal blog (which I have no desire to do!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, Speaking Out Dreams isn't going anywhere, I love this place and I love blogging but it's been quiet for a long time and it will continue to be quiet for a while yet.  If you're still reading and have any ideas, let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-6616495720220275621?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6616495720220275621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=6616495720220275621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6616495720220275621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6616495720220275621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-for-change.html' title='Time for a change?'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-4228850528946914869</id><published>2010-01-02T18:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-02T18:13:12.898Z</updated><title type='text'>Escape!</title><content type='html'>I quite like action movies and tv series.  Especially if they have little comedy thrown in.  Chuck is a current favourite.  Anyhow, a couple of months ago I was thinking about how, in such shows, people often escape by climbing out of the trap door at the top of a lift/elevator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have made a habit looking at the tops of lifts I go in (what else is there to do in a lift anyway?) and so far, I have only found one that lifts up when you push it.  Sadly, I was only going down one floor and was in an airport, so couldn't invistigate it further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me know if you have ever successfully escaped from the bad guys/the police (depending which side you're on) by climbing out the roof of a lift and how you did it.  Thanks very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and happy new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-4228850528946914869?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4228850528946914869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=4228850528946914869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4228850528946914869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4228850528946914869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/escape.html' title='Escape!'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-9217995476786718276</id><published>2009-11-17T18:38:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-02T18:15:09.155Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>A pinprick of light</title><content type='html'>A pinprick of light.  You flew millions of years, avoiding asteroids and planets, meteors and black holes.  Racing, racing to be here at precicely the moment where, in the shadow of my sun, I will glance so briefly and you appear in the corner of my view and fill my soul with awe.  The purpose of another planet's renegade sunbeam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-9217995476786718276?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/9217995476786718276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=9217995476786718276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/9217995476786718276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/9217995476786718276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/11/pinprick-of-light.html' title='A pinprick of light'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-5964096105619359833</id><published>2009-11-09T22:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:23:26.289Z</updated><title type='text'>Wordle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/SviTPiA3mKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/R8sn57_ulaQ/s1600-h/wordle+blog+nov+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/SviTPiA3mKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/R8sn57_ulaQ/s320/wordle+blog+nov+09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402229648068679842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Click on the Wordle to make it big!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found this cool website, &lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/"&gt;www.wordle.net&lt;/a&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/therebelution"&gt;www.twitter.com/therebelution&lt;/a&gt;) that'll make a cool graphic (like the one above) from a block of text or link that you give it.  I made this by putting in the link to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually made one from my twitter first, but didn't like the words it came up with, and figured since the bulk of my blog is from my time on DTS, I might get something that looked a little more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, these 'wordles' challenge me.  Do these words reflect my life?  If they do reflect my life is that a good thing?  It's great that 'God' appears as the biggest word here, but His name didn't appear at all on my twitter one.  A lot of these words define themes that resonate with me (as I would hope coming from my blog!) it's interesting to see that concepts like 'time', 'want', 'witnessing', 'nervous' and 'encouraged' all appear.  I don't think this goes by exactly how many times you use a word (there's a typo in there that I'm sure I haven't made that many times!).  Anyway, I thought it was fun and looked cool.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-5964096105619359833?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5964096105619359833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=5964096105619359833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5964096105619359833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5964096105619359833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/11/wordle.html' title='Wordle'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/SviTPiA3mKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/R8sn57_ulaQ/s72-c/wordle+blog+nov+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-9004557815886896745</id><published>2009-10-30T15:30:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:32:05.542Z</updated><title type='text'>Current Playlist</title><content type='html'>First Day of My Life: Bright Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Broken Strings: James Morrison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love it when bloggers come back from a long silence with something short and seemingly insignificant?  If there's any readers left out there...much love...I'll try and write again soon. Blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-9004557815886896745?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/9004557815886896745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=9004557815886896745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/9004557815886896745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/9004557815886896745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/10/current-playlist.html' title='Current Playlist'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-3444791460431823363</id><published>2009-06-13T14:19:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T14:36:32.501+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Encouraging</title><content type='html'>I'm aware last week's post was a little on the down side.  I truly have a much more positive outlook this week...my exams are over, I'm back at work and just generally looking forward to summer and looking forward to moving to Spain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to tell a little story.  As the title of this post suggests, the story is one that encouraged me.  Basically, yesterday someone told me that becoming a Christian changed their life and was a defining point in their making a career change into a career they'd always wanted but thought might be out of their reach or too stressful.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair, it's not that unusual for someone to tell me that becoming a Christian changed their life.  God changes a lot of lives and I know many people whose lives have been changed even quite dramatically by meeting Jesus.  What was unusual in this case was that I had only just met this person and (unless God told them) they didn't know that I was a Christian.  The comment he made was completely within the context of our discussion, simple and very honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really felt for him in that moment because I know, for me, when the opportunity comes to share something like that there's so many mixed feelings - I'm excited, I'm praying silently, wordlessly, that I won't mess up, I'm nervous and often tongue-tied.  I often feel very vulnerable in that moment because I have seen the times when the glaze comes over people's eyes or they don't want to speak to you anymore. That doesn't make me not want to share, but it does make me nervous and very aware that I just have to trust in God to look out for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, I was encouraged.  I still love to meet other Christians because it doesn't happen to me all that often outside of churches or church-related events.  I was also encouraged just to see someone quietly sharing their faith - witnessing to the change God had made in their life and glorifying God when they could have easily left Him out of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying that God will continue to work in me so that I can witness effectively to people I meet.  At the moment I am praying about witnessing, rather than evangelism, because to me, witnessing is more about saying "I saw God do this" whereas evangelism is more specifically about sharing the Gospel with people.  Both are great things to do and I do want to do both.  Today though, I'm thinking about witnessing, and how I can share what I've seen and experienced God doing with christians and non-christians alike, to the glory of God.  I don't have the answers, but I'm trusting that God will, bit-by-bit, build me up in this area.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-3444791460431823363?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3444791460431823363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=3444791460431823363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/3444791460431823363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/3444791460431823363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/06/encouraging.html' title='Encouraging'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-1700602088714402024</id><published>2009-06-06T13:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T14:02:38.632+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back on a year</title><content type='html'>I was a little unsure whether to write this post today, as the anniversary of my DTS graduation or on Tuesday, after I officially complete my first year of university by taking my last exam.  I went for the date that's closer to my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's been a year since I graduated, it feels like no time at all because my time in Australia continues to be in the forefront of my mind.  Often though, it's not the lectures from DTS that stay with me as much as the community, the friendship and the time I spent with God over there.  In all honesty, I miss being with YWAM so much.  But that doesn't make me want to go back, because I don't believe this is a season for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University is a struggle for me in many ways.  The learning style of university doesn't seem intuitive to me and I struggle to enjoy doing my work even though I find the subject interesting.  The main issue I have with the work is the lack of interaction with others - I'm a social person and a verbal processer...I even enjoy watching TV more if I'm with someone else!  WI'm doing the work to get a degree.  I want a degree so I can get a better job, not neccessarily better-paid, but one that will allow me to use the talents I do have to their fuller potential.  Sometimes I question that motivation but I only had a finite number of options and this was the best one at the time and it still is.  I am interested in my subject, I have parents who support me personally and financially in persuing my education, I get to spend a year in Spain as part of my studies...I am truly blessed.  And I am thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I try to make the most of it, remembering that sometimes the journey isn't all that fun, but I'm moving forward, and none of my other options would really mean moving forward.  And then also remembering that actually, parts of the journey are great fun, even now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a couple of months time I get to move to Spain to study in Granada for a year.  Again, this terrifies me, but also is exciting and an opportunity to face a challenge I really want to face - living &amp; studying in a foreign language.  One of my biggest hopes for this time is that I'll find the joy in the situation more than I have done this year, that it won't just be a challenge to be completed, but a season to be enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not had a bad year, not by any stretch of the imagination.  But remembering that the previous 12 months included doing the best job I've ever had followed by living in Australia and being a missionary for 6 months, it was going to be a struggle to match that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...here's to 09/10 and thanking God that He will continue to give me His joy, and His joy will be my strength!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-1700602088714402024?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1700602088714402024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=1700602088714402024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1700602088714402024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1700602088714402024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/06/looking-back-on-year.html' title='Looking back on a year'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-1610618150001079831</id><published>2009-05-24T18:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:40:37.249+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quit Project 365</title><content type='html'>That's right.  I have officially fallen off the wagon.  I've not stopped taking photos, I've just decided to go back to my old style of hobby photography which is to take no photos for a while then take lots all at once.  It's what suits me.  It's what I enjoy doing.  I got to the point where it became a chore and I wasn't pleased with the results - there were too many half hearted images which I only took to tick off another day on the calendar.  I still love the idea of 365 so maybe that'll happen one day, but 2009 was clearly not my year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photography continues...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-1610618150001079831?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1610618150001079831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=1610618150001079831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1610618150001079831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1610618150001079831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/05/quit-project-365.html' title='Quit Project 365'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-6230520513020563231</id><published>2009-05-18T21:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:56:10.639+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a little quiet lately</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty busy at the moment with studying for my exams (which finish on 9th June).  That's taking up quite a lot of my time, and even when I'm not doing that I generally just don't feel like writing blog posts!  My twitter (left hand bar) continues to be updated so feel free to look at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a non-revising moment this week I heard about Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog - a low budget super-villain musical by Joss Whedon (the brain behind Firefly &amp; Buffy, amongst other things) to be shown online (also available for download off itunes and (I think) on DVD).  I wouldn't say it's the best thing he's ever made, but still worth watching! I've embedded the first part below (it's on YouTube in 6 parts - 3 acts with 2 parts each).  The appearance of Captain Hammer in Act 1 part 2 has got to be my favourite moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/apEZpYnN_1g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/apEZpYnN_1g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-6230520513020563231?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6230520513020563231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=6230520513020563231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6230520513020563231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6230520513020563231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-little-quiet-lately.html' title='Been a little quiet lately'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-2861100165280545841</id><published>2009-04-20T16:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:43:10.409+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun!</title><content type='html'>I'm loving the fact that the sun has really come out and brought warm weather with it!  I actually sat outside today and just enjoyed that lovely sitting-out-in-the-sun feeling.  I honestly am not sure how long it's been since I did that!  Probably when I was in Australia, because the temperature difference meant I didn't appreciate last summer here in England!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is one of my 365 photos (obviously edited slightly), this is probably one of my favourites so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/3450398225/" title="17th April by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3635/3450398225_e0893ecc35.jpg" width="500" height="270" alt="17th April" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-2861100165280545841?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2861100165280545841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=2861100165280545841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/2861100165280545841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/2861100165280545841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/04/sun.html' title='Sun!'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3635/3450398225_e0893ecc35_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-5397727998632303543</id><published>2009-04-12T13:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:29:25.295+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rising from the dead?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Coming down the mountain, Jesus swore them to secrecy. "Don't tell a soul what you saw. After the Son of Man rises from the dead, you're free to talk." They puzzled over that, wondering what on earth "rising from the dead" meant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark 9:9-10 (The Message)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, this passage sums up perfectly the disciples inability to understand as Jesus prepared them for his death and resurrection throughout his ministry.  It makes me aware of some of the times I've done the same thing - failed to comprehend what God means because I'm failing to believe what He's actually saying.  I know I do that sometimes, and I wouldn't be surprised if I do it more often than I realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is risen indeed! Happy Easter (again)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-5397727998632303543?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5397727998632303543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=5397727998632303543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5397727998632303543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5397727998632303543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/04/rising-from-dead.html' title='Rising from the dead?'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-8915764942540858624</id><published>2009-04-11T12:57:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:12:38.027+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeless mission christian Easter'/><title type='text'>Hot Drinks</title><content type='html'>I've recently got involved with a ministry to the homeless once a month.  The basic idea is to take hot drinks and snacks to Big Issue sellers in the city centre on a Saturday morning. (For those that don't know, the Big Issue is a magazine sold by homeless people in the UK and various other countries to earn money).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE doing the project so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a simple idea and it doesn't take long, but it's great to be able to offer something to these guys (it's mainly men, but a few women).  It's also good to just hear their stories and be reminded of the problems of poverty even in our own affluent society.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we also got talking to a young mormon missionary, which was pretty interesting.  He's just moved to the city and doesn't really know his way around yet.  There's a chance we might be seeing him again, which would be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone else ever noticed that when you go out with the intention of just meeting a simple need and talking to people, walls just seem to break down and conversation comes so quickly?  And, with it being Easter, what a wonderful thing to know that Jesus has brought new life for each and every one of us!  I'll be praying that the people I met today experience this new life with the God who created them and loves them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter &amp; God bless you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-8915764942540858624?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8915764942540858624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=8915764942540858624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8915764942540858624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8915764942540858624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/04/hot-drinks.html' title='Hot Drinks'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-5642781621050953388</id><published>2009-03-29T12:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:13:07.777+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter microblogging'/><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>Some people don't 'get' Twitter.  I love it.  It's basically the status function of Facebook with a 140 character limit per post.  My twitter is on the side bar of this blog and as you can see, I post there more often than I post here!  I haven't given up on this blog though, sporadic as it has undoubtedly become I will be posting again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-5642781621050953388?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5642781621050953388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=5642781621050953388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5642781621050953388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5642781621050953388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/twitter.html' title='Twitter'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-7605244239598006345</id><published>2009-03-12T14:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-12T14:52:09.429Z</updated><title type='text'>CADBURY DAIRY MILK GOING FAIRTRADE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/3348530241/" title="March 12th by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3441/3348530241_f798b0b422_m.jpg" width="240" height="135" alt="March 12th" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cadbury.com/media/press/Pages/cdmfairtrade.aspx"&gt;Linkage&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.cadburydairymilk.typepad.com/"&gt;and more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadbury are the first major chocolate company to provide a Fairtrade product.  Not only that, but they are doing it by switching their flagship Dairy Milk bar.  Certification should be reached by the end of summer this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to point out what a major milestone this is in the journey of seeing the end to modern day slavery.  The cocoa industry is one that has been implicated time and time again in use of forced labour, child labour, poorly paid labour.  Cadbury's decision to switch this one chocolate bar to Fairtrade will triple Ghana's Fairtrade cocoa market!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, it is proof that consumer power really does make a difference, and a massive opportunity for consumers to put their consumer power into action.  From the end of summer this year, almost every corner store, petrol station etc. etc. in the UK and many more across the globe will be stocking a Fairtrade chocolate bar.  So here is my challenge to all (3) of my blog readers: If you haven't already - go Fairtrade, and challenge others to do the same.  Stop buying any chocolate bars that are not Fairtrade.  If the public get behind Cadbury on this, it won't be long before the other chocolate companies have to follow suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've mentioned on this blog before that I don't see Fairtrade as the whole answer to the problems in the chocolate industry.  For starters, it requires a very different production set-up than the one used by many chocolate manufacturers.  But, at the moment it seems to be the best thing out there, though I'd be interested to see if the Rainforest Alliance is chosen as the certification of choice by any of the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, this story encourages me afresh that things really can change.  We can see the end of the constant injustice and oppression suffered by many around the world, injustice and oppression that so often occurs to provide us with cheap luxuries.  Things shouldn't be that way.  They don't have to be that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-7605244239598006345?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7605244239598006345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=7605244239598006345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/7605244239598006345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/7605244239598006345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/03/cadbury-dairy-milk-going-fairtrade.html' title='CADBURY DAIRY MILK GOING FAIRTRADE!'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3441/3348530241_f798b0b422_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-6899219249729582608</id><published>2009-02-22T20:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:30:09.821Z</updated><title type='text'>Bird on a chimney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/3300621687/" title="February 22nd by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3568/3300621687_e46b0e7e1e.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="February 22nd" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-6899219249729582608?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6899219249729582608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=6899219249729582608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6899219249729582608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6899219249729582608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/bird-on-chimney.html' title='Bird on a chimney'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3568/3300621687_e46b0e7e1e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-1133744342349735454</id><published>2009-02-19T20:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:52:20.275Z</updated><title type='text'>Safari, Spotify &amp; the Story of Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Safari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm experimenting with using Safari instead of IE.  It's better in some ways (those graphics I posted actually look right viewed in Safari) but not so good in others (I haven't found certain toolbars/options that I have set up on IE).  Overall, I quite like it but I'm not fully switched, at least not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Spotify&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free music streaming in the UK.  I've been using this for a few weeks.  There's a few audio adverts but they really don't intrude, they just get put in between two songs every now and then (I'd say only about 3 an hour, max).  www.spotify.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Story of Stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gLBE5QAYXp8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gLBE5QAYXp8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is about 20 minutes long, but I really enjoyed watching it.  It was course reading for one of my modules this semester (videos as reading = excellent).  Anyway, there's one or two aspects of it that I didn't like but overall I think there's a lot of food for thought there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main point of the video is how much waste our consumer culture creates, and how much of this is intentional.  It also talks about the 'hidden cost' of a lot of the cheap goods we buy and states "We don't actually pay for what we buy".  It's true and it's horrific.  So much stuff, cheap and expensive, is made by businesses with unethical practices.  Honestly, it seems little better than stealing to me.  And yet...what will it take to get away from this?  Fair Trade and such initiatives are a step in the right direction, but there's still so much more to do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that my lifestyle is built on the exploitation of the Earth and many of it's people.  I love the luxuries I enjoy, but the reality is that western lifestyles are not sustainable, and frankly, aren't fair.  So what can I do about it...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I know I've smiled upon injustice as I've washed my hands of blame&lt;br /&gt;and in my selfishness I've lived for all that I could gain&lt;br /&gt;While those with nothing never once complained"&lt;br /&gt;-Pete James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-1133744342349735454?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1133744342349735454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=1133744342349735454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1133744342349735454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1133744342349735454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/safari-spotify-story-of-stuff.html' title='Safari, Spotify &amp; the Story of Stuff'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-6100040693297297872</id><published>2009-02-14T23:47:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:52:07.673Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/?action=view&amp;current=letitrain.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/letitrain.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=400 width=300&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...still not quite happy with the lettering.  However, I have always loved this photo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-6100040693297297872?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6100040693297297872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=6100040693297297872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6100040693297297872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6100040693297297872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-518453380636441158</id><published>2009-02-14T16:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:43:30.775Z</updated><title type='text'>Recyling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/?action=view&amp;current=Recycling140209.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Recycling140209.jpg" border="0" alt="090214 Recycling" height=300 width=400&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. It still looks messy down at this size.  I did it in Paint Shop this time and everything...more learning...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-518453380636441158?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/518453380636441158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=518453380636441158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/518453380636441158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/518453380636441158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/recyling.html' title='Recyling'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-8819414526602683061</id><published>2009-02-13T17:26:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:03:02.318Z</updated><title type='text'>some memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/blog%20graphics/?action=view&amp;current=magneticisland.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/blog%20graphics/magneticisland.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=300 width=400&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The text hasn't come out very well on this (unsurprising considering...yes, I admit it...it was made in publisher and converted to JPEG).  I am now learning to use the text tool in Paint Shop Pro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-8819414526602683061?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8819414526602683061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=8819414526602683061' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8819414526602683061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8819414526602683061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='some memories'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/blog%20graphics/th_magneticisland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-5976024555967868232</id><published>2009-01-21T09:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-21T09:07:23.082Z</updated><title type='text'>Australia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/3214101770/" title="Red Slide Black &amp;amp; White by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3087/3214101770_29b00ec9b0.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Red Slide Black &amp;amp; White" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/3213448139/" title="Car by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3421/3213448139_8f986c0ebc.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Car" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/3214104518/" title="Purple Flowers Black &amp;amp; White by Bek in \e\ngland, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3419/3214104518_ef5c556298.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Purple Flowers Black &amp;amp; White" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-5976024555967868232?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5976024555967868232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=5976024555967868232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5976024555967868232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5976024555967868232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/red-slide-black-amp-white-by-bek-in.html' title='Australia'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3087/3214101770_29b00ec9b0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-6090151291460711934</id><published>2009-01-02T16:40:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:46:36.847Z</updated><title type='text'>Project 365</title><content type='html'>I've heard of this a few times, but now that I have some internet friends doing it at the same time, I've finally decided to do &lt;strong&gt;Project 365&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The premise is pretty simple - take a photo a day for a year.  The uploading part is optional I guess, but to me it's a pretty important part of the fun.  At the end of the year, you have a little album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm uploading my photos onto Flickr.  They'll probably usually upload everyday, but sometimes I'll upload a bunch at once.  Go &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/sets/72157611945797359/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see my Project 365 set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it's not too late to join in!  Just start from today.  If you want you can always do the first few days of next year too, or leave it at December 31st.  If you don't think you'll make a year, why not a month?  Or do a Project 52 and do one a week (that's 7 times less photos to take!!) The Flickr group I've joined to keep me going is &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/3652009/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Look through their photos too, there's already some great shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Happy New Year =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-6090151291460711934?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6090151291460711934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=6090151291460711934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6090151291460711934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6090151291460711934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2009/01/project-365.html' title='Project 365'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-4975270213690667332</id><published>2008-12-26T22:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:46:27.016Z</updated><title type='text'>More free music love &amp; obligatory end of year remarks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.relevantmagazine.com/media.php"&gt;http://www.relevantmagazine.com/media.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some free tracks on this website that are really good.  I've downloaded a good number of them and love free music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the 'end of year remarks'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been incredible.  I've been to so many places and seen so many cool things.  I have met people who will remain amongst my favourite people for a very long time.  I have started university and lasted a term without dropping out.  I have bought a car.  I have learnt more about myself.  I have learnt more about God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I could give a highlight of the year, there have been so many: going surfing and horseriding, doing Friday night evangelism in Townsville, watching certain other students transform during Identity week and carry a new strength with them the whole of the next five months, enjoying time with God, finding a new peace in my life, meeting my new nephew for the first time, taking beatuiful photos, arriving home after being away for six months, starting uni with the feeling that 'this is right', becomming a mentor for our two gap year students at church, stepping out in faith &amp; seeing it work...those are just a few things off the top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also was always very aware that whatever happened in Australia couldn't stay in Australia.  For it to really count, it needed to transfer over to my life back in England and continue to bear fruit.  I'm learning a lot about that.  I've made some bad choices, which I continue to work through and some really good choices.  I have new responsibilities here and a different culture and context in which to work.  I look forward to 2009 in so many ways - running the gap year course and spending time with the youth group, hopefully moving to Spain at the end of the year to spend my second year of uni in Granada, completing my first year of uni in the summer - 4 years after I first registered as a student, and of course, the best bits - the great moments that happen in between all that other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2009 everyone, may God's blessing be with you now and always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-4975270213690667332?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4975270213690667332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=4975270213690667332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4975270213690667332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4975270213690667332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-free-music-love-obligatory-end-of.html' title='More free music love &amp; obligatory end of year remarks'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-1078747624442208541</id><published>2008-12-22T14:04:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:08:38.255Z</updated><title type='text'>Philippa Hanna</title><content type='html'>I just listened to 'Return to Love' on Philippa's Myspace.  I've not heard that song before &amp; it's wonderful! Thought I'd share the love...call it an early Christmas present :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/philippahanna"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/philippahanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-1078747624442208541?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1078747624442208541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=1078747624442208541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1078747624442208541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1078747624442208541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/philippa-hanna.html' title='Philippa Hanna'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-3649008561989185157</id><published>2008-12-03T12:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:46:58.378Z</updated><title type='text'>Because It's Good For Me</title><content type='html'>I just sat here considering writing a post about how I won't be posting anymore for a while.  After all, this blog has only a small handful of readers, is updated only about once a fortnight and in many ways...I don't even know what it's still here for.  When I was in Australia, it seemed useful, and I felt like I had something to share.  Of course things are still going on in my life but...I guess it doesn't seem so natural to share them now that those things are going on in my home country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I've decided to keep blogging because, with no reason to believe this other than a vague feeling that it's true, I figure it's probably good for me.  I don't know why or how, but it is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am face to face right now with how there's so many things I want to do and I simply can't fit them all into my life.  I want to be a more committed daughter and sister, I want to excel at university.  I want to go back and finish that snowboarding course.  I want to serve enthusiastically at church and I want to invest energy in learning to really play an instrument or two.  I want to take shifts at work more often.  I also want to write a really good blog that's full of good, insightful stuff, or at least entertaining bits and pieces, rather than the self-absorbed monologues that I (along with most bloggers I guess) find myself posting more and more regularly of late.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...I can't do everything, so I'll just keep fumbling along, trying to move forward and praying for guidance, wisdom and strength.  I remember a preacher once saying "If you're going through hell tonight, keep going, because it's the last place you want to pitch your tent".  That really stuck with me.  Not that I'm going 'through hell'; I'm just busy and stayed up too late last night, but it's still worth remembering.  I don't want to stop in a difficult place.  By God's grace, I want to push through and come out the other side.  So by His grace, I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-3649008561989185157?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3649008561989185157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=3649008561989185157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/3649008561989185157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/3649008561989185157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/12/because-its-good-for-me.html' title='Because It&apos;s Good For Me'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-7587669101998339282</id><published>2008-11-16T14:15:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-16T14:23:41.656Z</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping.</title><content type='html'>I guess it's too late for most people to get involved now this year, but I just wanted to highlight the Operation Christmas Child programme that is run every year by Samaritan's Purse.  I used to wonder how much good it really is to give trinkets to children who don't have food, but that changed somewhat when I met a man from South Africa.  He explained to a group of us that he was a teenager before he ever received a gift, and that receiving a gift meant that someone loved you.  It's easy to think of gift-giving as an obligation (as it so often becomes), but it's not that to these children.  No one is obligated to give to them, their own parents can't afford to even if they want to.  If spending £15 filling a shoe box means that one child will catch a glimpse of the fact that someone somewhere loves them (because their Heavenly Father does) then yes, I think it's money very well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The videos make me tear up - every single time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nJdiinalW_0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nJdiinalW_0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-7587669101998339282?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7587669101998339282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=7587669101998339282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/7587669101998339282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/7587669101998339282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-shopping.html' title='Christmas Shopping.'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-1588618685857927969</id><published>2008-10-28T19:02:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:14:01.694Z</updated><title type='text'>"Wasting" Expensive Perfume</title><content type='html'>I procrastinated, missed the time I thought He was saying I should go, came up with plenty of reasons not to go, or put it off until I could afford (time and money-wise) to go for longer but then eventually heard what He was saying to me.  That's it's not about me, it's about Him.  That the woman who anointed him with perfume spilled a year's worth of wages over his feet to bless him for a minute and perfume the room for a while longer.  That it was time to stop making excuses and do what He says.  Follow Him, like I keep saying I want to.  So I booked my ticket and I go for eight days in January.  I don't know what the International House of Prayer (IHOP) will be like, but I know God will be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing with the praise report - God is totally doing something in me.  Studying isn't driving me crazy (A year ago I would get really down if I had to spend a quiet Saturday afternoon reading) and commuting isn't proving too much for me.  Even when I'm tired, I'm not more tired the morning after I stay up a while longer to read the Bible.  God, my fortress, my strength, my provision.  Hallelujah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-1588618685857927969?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1588618685857927969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=1588618685857927969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1588618685857927969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1588618685857927969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/10/wasting-expensive-perfume.html' title='&quot;Wasting&quot; Expensive Perfume'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-1479893967310911448</id><published>2008-10-10T10:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:30:27.607+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Routine</title><content type='html'>I'm starting to get into the routine of college.  I have one main word to describe it.  Busy.  It seems that every day I have something on my timetable, whether at uni or outside.  I keep becomming so aware of the things I should be doing that I'm not and in honesty, it's not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I figure this is part of the season.  Being at university is new to me.  Commuting for 3.5 hours a day is new to me.  Mentoring gap year students is new to me.  The biggest danger isn't in doing these things.  It's in trying to do them in my own strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reminded again of the day I went surfing near Sydney.  I stood up once or twice.  I fell off the board so many times I lost count.  I would fall off my surfboard and find myself submerged and disorientated.  I didn't know which way was up or down, the shore or out to sea.  But it wasn't scary.  I just relaxed and in a second, without any conscious effort, my head was above the water.  That's how I want to be with God in this season.  There's a lot going on and it's easy to feel overwhelmed and disorientated but I don't want to waste energy trying to protect myself when I know that I can trust Him to bring me to the surface.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-1479893967310911448?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1479893967310911448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=1479893967310911448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1479893967310911448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1479893967310911448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/10/routine.html' title='Routine'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-4883114036651003765</id><published>2008-09-27T08:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:36:09.628+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of (my) plan</title><content type='html'>I have now managed to get in touch with most of the people who would least likely to see this here before I told them so I'm ready to blog about the recent change in (my) plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still going to be involved with running the gap year programme at my church, acting as a mentor for two 18 year old girls who will be working part time and serving part time within the church this coming academic year.  I'm also going to be going to university! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job I had applied for just really didn't seem right by the time they offered it to me and since a desire to go to university after all had been building in me, I decided to test the doors for that.  The doors literally swung open, with my parents, pastor and friends giving me encouraging and useful advice, the university still willing to accept me, the timetable working out to fit around my commitments with church and, of course, the enduring sense that this is &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The commute is about an hour and a half either way, which even after one week is proving tiring, but I believe it will be ok.  After all, God strengthens us to do the right thing!  Again, I know I can't do this in my own strength, not well, at least.  But a little bit further than myself and working in God's strength is a great place to be, so long as I do remember to go in God's strength, not my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's the main of the news.  I'll try and post again soon.  God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-4883114036651003765?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4883114036651003765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=4883114036651003765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4883114036651003765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4883114036651003765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/09/change-of-my-plan.html' title='Change of (my) plan'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-5048355145791597705</id><published>2008-09-14T14:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:23:45.091+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Space to breathe</title><content type='html'>I just typed my title and have to laugh at myself.  I'll leave it there anyway.  I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last few weeks I have gone camping with the youth group, gone on holiday with my parents and spent a couple of weeks volunteering in Reading (which is near London for any foreigners reading this!).  During that time I had a total of 4 nights at home.  To be honest, I think I took too much on, but in my faithlessness, God has been faithful and now I'm home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a job interview this week, so will be spending part of this week preparing for that, as well as doing some paid work.  I'm also getting ready for my part in running the gap year programme at church - it's the first time we've had gap year students and have got two girls working with us across youth and children's work, which is really exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this busyness has given me lots to think about, you know, the distractions of life.  Scheduling in the details is a skill that I've been a little out of practice with after 5 months of someone else doing it for me and then 2 months of having lots and lots of time.  Through this I'm learning more (like a child trying to walk and falling over LOTS) about how to really trust in God.  I can't be this busy and still live for the glory of God in my own strength.  I just can't.  I have counted up the cost of the different things I am hoping will be part of my schedule and my life this year (including things like having a social life!) and have realised that I can't do it in my own strength...I just don't have enough.  But God is faithful, so as my timetable hopefully becomes more settled in the next few weeks with getting a job (God willing), clarifying how we're doing things for the gap year and making a firm decision about doing some distance-learning study, I trust that God will show me what to take on and what not to, and that He will ensure that I don't lack anything that I need, He will fill in the gap between my ability and His calling.  And that's just the way it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-5048355145791597705?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5048355145791597705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=5048355145791597705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5048355145791597705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5048355145791597705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/09/space-to-breathe.html' title='Space to breathe'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-5492105032509766755</id><published>2008-09-08T13:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:00:39.995+01:00</updated><title type='text'>September</title><content type='html'>So, September has arrived and I am in the midst of busyness. I've been away from home (bar four nights) for the last 3 weeks and will arrive back properly on Thursday. This explains, I hope, the lack of blogging, especially as web access has not been readily available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to write a proper post within the next week, maybe explaining what I've been doing, possibly even a photo or two (just to prove that I do still use my camera). But I'll not promise anything ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-5492105032509766755?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5492105032509766755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=5492105032509766755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5492105032509766755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5492105032509766755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/09/september.html' title='September'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-6558457822038394543</id><published>2008-08-15T19:11:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:23:19.482+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year On</title><content type='html'>I set off for the Soul Survivor festival with the youth group tommorrow.  That's a whole 5 days of youth-leadering, going to massive worship &amp;amp; teaching events (YAY!), workshops and general hanging out with all the fun of camping.  I'm really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year's Soul Survivor was a very special time for me.  It was great to get away and spend time with God.  When I left for Soul Survivor I was still pretty dead-set against doing a DTS.  I spent quite a bit of time looking at the christian gap-year opportunities and the suchlike but my main plan was to head off to Australia to work and travel.  Within a few days of returning from Soul Survivor I was seriously considering DTS and within 9 days I had applied to Reef To Outback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so incredibly grateful to God for what this year has become and what I have become in the last year.  I could fire off Bible verses to try and describe it or use lots of words, but I'm not going to.  I'm just going to say this: that I feel more secure in my belief in God, happier in day to day life and more confident about my future than I think I ever have.  My outlook has changed and I think that's changing me more and more into the person I want to be.  And so, I am grateful to God, who made it happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-6558457822038394543?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6558457822038394543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=6558457822038394543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6558457822038394543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6558457822038394543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-year-on.html' title='One Year On'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-3208738045992916084</id><published>2008-08-06T10:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T10:35:20.248+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Guarding Your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Above&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;all else, guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=24&amp;amp;chapter=4&amp;amp;verse=23&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Proverbs 4:23&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard this verse so often quoted in relation to guy/girl relationships.  Over the last few days, I've started to consider its application in other areas.  I believe hope is a great thing, it's good to have dreams and desire things.  But at the same time, how do I guard my heart as I attend job interviews and dream about the life I want to be living in the coming months and years? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was answering my own question, I can't think of a better verse than this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Philippians%204:6-7;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;Philippians 4:6-7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't to give a cliche answer.  I've spent too long ignoring simple truths because they were too 'cliche'.  As I practice going to God with my requests, thanking Him for His love and power I find Him guarding my heart.  I find a peace entering into my life.  I find myself able to say that I am "confident that I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living" (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%2027:13;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;Psalm 27:13&lt;/a&gt;).  I don't have a problem with the same old answers when the same old answers are truths that really work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God's will be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-3208738045992916084?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3208738045992916084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=3208738045992916084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/3208738045992916084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/3208738045992916084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/08/guarding-your-heart.html' title='Guarding Your Heart'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-263363393223013159</id><published>2008-07-24T14:54:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T15:03:10.155+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bringing Memories to Life</title><content type='html'>Since I got back I've noticed slight changes in my tastes and attitudes towards food.  After having fasted for the first time on DTS I've continued that discipline.  I've noticed that I no longer like marmite as much as I did before I left, and I don't like vegemite as much as I did when I was away.  I love having fruit around the house (not bought by me!) all the time and have rediscovered my love for yoghurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diet seems so connected with community, lifestyle and weather.  I know that my Friday night (at youth club) diet is far worse than my diet the rest of the week.  I know that I'm more likely to eat a proper lunch at a sensible time if I'm eating with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in all this thinking about food and how it is such a bit part of being somewhere, I started to miss Mi Goreng noodles.  I didn't eat them that much in Australia, but they were an ongoing joke and I ate them when they were there.  So today I went into the Chinese/Asian supermarket in town on a Mi Goreng hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked in I saw what looked like packets of instant noodles on one of the aisles, so I went down there but...no Mi Goreng.  However, I picked up a packet and realised that these weren't the dried noodles so there was still hope.  I moved along to the next aisle and my heart leaped...but alas, it was a similarly packaged brand of instant noodles called 'Maggi'.  Determined, I stood and carefully considered each shelf, not wanting to miss what I was looking for.  Then, there on the bottom shelf at the right hand side was the Mi Goreng!  They sold 3 flavours (I chose Original, as always) and they were only 20p each.  I bought 2 packets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had Mi Goreng for lunch and it was good.  It reminded me of weekends in Townsville.  I was disappointed though because I didn't have any dried onions with my seasoning, and that was my favourite thing about these noodles.  I'm hoping that this is just a rubbish batch, not par for the course for Mi Goreng for export to Europe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-263363393223013159?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/263363393223013159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=263363393223013159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/263363393223013159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/263363393223013159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/07/bringing-memories-to-life.html' title='Bringing Memories to Life'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-5198648214460210867</id><published>2008-07-04T22:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:29:23.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Step by step</title><content type='html'>I'm not actually sure who'll be reading my blog now that I've got home (the idea was pretty much to keep in touch) but just incase anyone still is, and for myself, I'll continue for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last couple of weeks have been ok.  This job hunting thing is pretty new to me, I've always just got a job with my parents before and applied for jobs as and when.  I'm working with my parents for a couple of weeks (on the shop floor this time, counting out parts for assembly, so different!) but that ends at the middle of this month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spoken to my vicar about increasing my involvement with church and there's a couple of new projects for me to get involved in, which is pretty exciting.  I'm looking for part time work to go along with that - hopefully as a teaching assistant because I think I'd really enjoy it and I'd get school holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a terribly exciting post I'm afraid.  If you're reading this and you're a praying kinda person, prayers would be appreciated for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job&lt;br /&gt;Patience&lt;br /&gt;Ability to hear God's voice&lt;br /&gt;And as always, much thankfulness for His great goodness, especially that I'm so much calmer in myself since I got back than before I left, even with all this uncertainty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised this week that I was looking forward to uni before I left because it sounded better than what I was doing.  Uni stopped being so appealing when staying home and really exploring using my gifts and time at church, for the Kingdom, in Sheffield became more appealing.  It's probably why there was no big 'moment' for me...just I keep catching a glimpse of a vision that I think I could be part of for a while.  Maybe it's 2 years, maybe it's my whole life.  I don't know.  I don't need to know.  Part of me is tempted again to give up already, but what's the point in that?  What's the worst that can happen? I fail at something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I risk it all, for love and loyalty, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promise me one thing:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I'm wrong You'll stand in my defence,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For acting like a fool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Pete James, Trust Begins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-5198648214460210867?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5198648214460210867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=5198648214460210867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5198648214460210867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5198648214460210867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/07/step-by-step.html' title='Step by step'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-9087790664088720284</id><published>2008-06-18T16:49:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T16:59:15.014+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Message / Psalms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Over the past year or so I've found myself occasionally looking up passages in The Message translation of the Bible, just to see how they're worded. Often I find it brings out a new aspect, or just makes the words appear more 'real' to me. I especially like reading the psalms in the message, it's so poetic. Take the psalm I read earlier for example, psalm 8:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A David Psalm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, brilliant Lord, yours is a household name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nursing infants gurgle choruses about you;&lt;br /&gt;toddlers shout the songs&lt;br /&gt;That drown out enemy talk,&lt;br /&gt;and silence atheist babble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up at your macro-skies, dark and enormous,&lt;br /&gt;your handmade sky-jewelry,&lt;br /&gt;Moon and stars mounted in their settings.&lt;br /&gt;Then I look at my micro-self and wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Why do you bother with us?&lt;br /&gt;Why take a second look our way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet we've so narrowly missed being gods,&lt;br /&gt;bright with Eden's dawn light.&lt;br /&gt;You put us in charge of your handcrafted world,&lt;br /&gt;repeated to us your Genesis-charge,&lt;br /&gt;Made us lords of sheep and cattle,&lt;br /&gt;even animals out in the wild,&lt;br /&gt;Birds flying and fish swimming,&lt;br /&gt;whales singing in the ocean deeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, brilliant Lord,&lt;br /&gt;your name echoes around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The psalms are incredible. I think what I really love about reading the psalms is that the writers are so open about their emotions and feelings towards God. I guess humans haven't really changed since the psalms were written, and God certainly hasn't. I wonder, if David had written this psalm in english, today, which translation would be closest to his words? At the end of the day, it doesn't really matter to me - I figure you use whichever translation God can best teach you through, beit old King James or the Word on The Street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-9087790664088720284?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/9087790664088720284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=9087790664088720284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/9087790664088720284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/9087790664088720284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/06/message-psalms.html' title='The Message / Psalms'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-1558963612147836048</id><published>2008-06-11T10:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T11:02:32.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Sheffield</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Just a pre-post warning...this post is kinda random with a few different bits and pieces.  Hopefully you'll enjoy reading it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a door-to-door journey of some 43 hours, I am home.  I am not jet lagged, although even after a good night's sleep I'm still tired.  To be honest, I think the constant light is more confusing than the time difference.  In Queensland we had pretty much 12 hour days, while sunrise/sunset times today in Sheffield are 0438/2134 - nearly a 17 hour day!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey home was long, but good.  I spent a fair amount of time listening to podcasts, reading and that kinda thing, just relaxing and spending time with God before getting home.  Also, the last flight (Dubai - Manchester, some 7.5 hours) was really empty and I had three seats to myself.  I put myself in the corner by the window and enjoyed having space.  I also had one of the same air stewards I'd had on the way over to Australia last December.  How random is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one flight I was able to have an amazing conversation about God with a young woman who was already considering becoming a Christian.  We talked a bit about that and it seems that her main issue is that she wants to be really sure before she does it, although to hear her talk about God she's pretty certain!  I told her that there's always going to be a gap - not of blind acceptance, but of faith - that she'll never come to a place where she's 'ready', but that she'll have to step out and let God make up the rest of the distance.  We prayed together as well and I know she has christian friends praying for her too.  It was such a blessing to share a little more of God with someone who is just so open and I believe that God put us next to each other on purpose and will continue to persue her.  I'm believing that she will accept Jesus as her saviour, and that's always exciting!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool to be home but I'm very aware that this is where the rubber really hits the road.  I have had an incredible time in Australia and learnt so much about God and myself (a lot of which I'm sure I won't even realise until some later time).  Now I have to make that choice again - am I going to live it out or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read Psalm 1 this morning and was so moved by what it says, it talks of how those who delight in God's word rather than act like the wicked will be blessed.  It describes this blessing as being a tree planted by streams of water.  As I thought about that I realised that being planted by water says that this blessing is consistant and constant, that God will continue to provide and provide and provide for us, it's not just a one off deal.  Then it talks of the tree yielding it's fruit in season.  So not only will we be blessed but we will bear fruit and then yield, or surrender it, for God to distribute as He will.  Kinda reminds me of a drama we did on outreach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for this week, I will be unpacking, seeing friends and family, tidying my room, doing laundry and all those kinds of things.  I got a new phone today and I think I like it, though I can't figure out yet where the headphones go, which is an issue cos a major reason to choose it was for the mp3 player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I am particularly thankful for today - that I know that God is with me and has plans even for today, even for right now and that He is able and faithful to fulfil them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, thank you so much to everyone who prayed for me while I was away, we'll not know the full extent of the difference that undoubtedly made for a long time, but I know it was worth it!  God bless you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-1558963612147836048?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1558963612147836048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=1558963612147836048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1558963612147836048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1558963612147836048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-in-sheffield.html' title='Back in Sheffield'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-7430594884891736951</id><published>2008-05-26T02:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T02:50:57.571+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Outreach Update 4</title><content type='html'>This is going to be a short update I'm afraid!  But just to keep you updated slightly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're now in Mt. Isa in our last week of outreach.  Reef To Outback is starting a new base out here, so it's been fun to see our friends from Townsville again and assist them in the work they're starting here.  We even did Youth Street (Isa style) last weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longreach was amazing, it was the first time I truly felt like I was in the Outback.  And we stayed in the sheep shearers quarters on a station. It was cool.  The chaplain there is incredible and has a real heart for the kids, so Auslife there was fantastic (like Blackwater we had really small groups)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get back to Townsville next weekend and will be heading back to England by June 19th.  Crazyness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer Requests&lt;br /&gt;Praise God for all He's done on this trip!&lt;br /&gt;My friend Esther on the Vanuatu team who needs her new passport by Friday to get back to Australia&lt;br /&gt;That both teams would finish well and put our all into the work still left to do&lt;br /&gt;That debrief week would be effective&lt;br /&gt;That we will hear God's guidance on the next step&lt;br /&gt;For safety as we return to base&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-7430594884891736951?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7430594884891736951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=7430594884891736951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/7430594884891736951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/7430594884891736951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/05/outreach-update-4.html' title='Outreach Update 4'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-8036967912079326297</id><published>2008-05-10T02:39:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T05:47:43.151+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Outreach Update 3</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been busy here and I haven't had much web access so that explains the lack of updates, but here's a little of the last couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladstone&lt;br /&gt;The last few days in Gladstone were really good again.  We did some more Auslifes and had a fantastic time.  The SOMM weren't there to play a set, so we did more of a panel time at the end of the day, which worked out pretty well.  I was even on the panel one day and answered a couple of questions including "Why do you pray?".  It's great to get the opportunity to just share your experiences with people like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackwater&lt;br /&gt;We ended up staying an extra day in our next stop, the small town (pop. c. 6,000) because we loved it so much!  We ran an Auslife there, but instead of the usual 150 or so kids we only had 33.  This meant that we got to spend much more time with them and get to know them better.  To be honest, these stories make the whole thing worth it...and encourage me to ask for more and work for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Saturday we did yard work at the church, helping out the pastors there.  Since they're repioneering the church, it also shows that something's going on there, which will hopefully help get people in the town interested!  On the Sunday morning I sang in the worship band (I miss singing in the worship band so much...I got through my rota for home the other day and I'm singing on July 27th...yay!) and helped out with Sunday school.  It continually amazes me to hear the questions that people have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emerald&lt;br /&gt;We are now in the Emerald city in the country of Oz! ha ha! (That one was for Buddy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been doing RE lessons this week with various age groups and it's been great fun.  On Thursday I was one of the people talking to a group of year 11s, encouraging them to be world changers and explaining about how having a relationship with Jesus brings a real continuity to my life, a constant goal and purpose and how the desire to make the world better and bless people is part of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we're off to Longreach, then an Aboriginal town called Dejarra, followed by Mt. Isa.  God bless you guys and I'll update you again sometime! Thanks for reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool Story&lt;br /&gt;One guy in mine and James' small group in one of the Auslifes seemed really interested and knowledgable about Christian stuff and like he was searching.  We saw the chaplain from that school again last night and he told us that this young man had become a christian!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-8036967912079326297?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8036967912079326297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=8036967912079326297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8036967912079326297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8036967912079326297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/05/outreach-update-3.html' title='Outreach Update 3'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-9149086902874575503</id><published>2008-04-29T21:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:07:51.817+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An Auntie Again...</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the world Harrison Isaac!!  I'm praying for you and so, so excited to meet you in 2 months' time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-9149086902874575503?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/9149086902874575503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=9149086902874575503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/9149086902874575503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/9149086902874575503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/04/auntie-again.html' title='An Auntie Again...'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-8669478565776299565</id><published>2008-04-24T22:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T23:00:56.192+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Outreach Update 2</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are busy here all over again, so I'll try to keep you up with all that's been happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeppoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of fun in Yeppoon but often felt that we weren't 'doing' as much as I'd've liked, and I think the change in the school rules had something to do with this.  However, the big skate park event on Saturday went really well and I had the opportunity to chat and pray with one of the girls who was hanging out down there.  The hard thing about this travelling youth work is that you can only do a tiny bit, and often, you can't even link the people you meet with local christians because you don't know who they are.  However, I pray that God will give me wisdom in these situations &amp; trust that he will look after what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gladstone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been in Gladstone since Sunday and have spent 3 full days in the schools running the Auslife programme.  This is a great programme where we take an entire year group for a full day (or very occasionally a half day) and run a seminar on either Relationships or Goals &amp; Values including talking about christianity and challenging them to consider how God does or doesn't fit into their lives.  The aim of the seminar isn't to 'convert' teenagers, but to encourage them in making positive choices in their lives (e.g. we have the kids discuss what they look for in a boyfriend or girlfriend in the Relationships seminar, and in the Goals &amp; Values they write down 5 goals they have for the next 6 months) and to ask questions about God and faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Auslife days are fairly tiring (I've been getting up at 5.15am!!) but I love it!  I love the busyness, I love meeting the kids (we each have one small group that we take responsibility of) and I feel like I'm learning a lot about youth work from doing this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fun Stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for my sister to have her baby...I'm very excited about this!&lt;br /&gt;A friend I didn't have any contact info for added me on Facebook the other day, this made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;We've got most of today off and one of the guys here in Gladstone is taking us out kneeboarding (apparantly this involves kneeling on a board &amp; being pulled along by a boat...ooh :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to post something deep and meaningful too, but that's just not happening right now, so yeah, have a great day everybody &amp; keep keeping in touch! Lots of love &amp; God bless you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-8669478565776299565?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8669478565776299565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=8669478565776299565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8669478565776299565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8669478565776299565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/04/outreach-update-2.html' title='Outreach Update 2'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-6849166508545038578</id><published>2008-04-16T06:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T06:34:39.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Outreach Update 1</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the first update from outreach!  We are now halfway through our second week and as ever time is going so fast!  I'll try and give a quick overview of the stuff we've done so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cairns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the base in Townsville on Saturday 5th April and drove up to Cairns.  Most of us had had very little sleep as we'd been up at 5.30am to wave off the Vanuatu team as they left for the airport.  After a long drive (it should only have been 4 hours but was more like 6 or 7) we arrived in Cairns and set up our camping mats in a church there (girls on one side of the room, guys on the other).  On the Sunday evening we gave a couple of testimonies in the church service (their pastor preached) and were blessed to see 2 people give their lives to Christ!  On the Monday and Tuesday evenings we went down to the beachfront and did a free BBQ and played sports with the people that we met down there.  This was great fun and we had some good conversations about God with the people we met and blessed many others with fun &amp; free sausages!!!  The days were mainly spent planning for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pentland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was spent travelling to Pentland.  Here we ran a 2 day kids camp in a (very) small town of about 400 people.  We had 9 children one day and 13 the next, played various games and shared with them about God.  On Friday evening we showed The Bee Movie (strange film, by the way) and a bunch of kids came along to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeppoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a very long day of travelling down the coast to Yeppoon on Saturday, made longer by locking the keys in the kitchen before we left (2 of the guys finally managed to fish them out through a hole in the wall using the magnet from a speaker) and a blown tyre.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday morning we took the majority of the church service, and I was one of the people speaking.  I shared briefly on how communion reminds us of how we are dependent on God like we are dependent on food.  I was nervous to speak, but I know that with practice this will get better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was a day off, which we just spent hanging out as a team.  However, we weren't getting picked up until 10am.  This suited Karly and I very well...we are staying in people's homes here in Yeppoon and we have been placed together a half hour out of town on a ranch!  And our hosts (knowing how much Karly loves horses) took us for a trail ride before we got picked up.  It was incredible!  We spent about 2 hours on horseback in the Australian bush, going up and then back down a hill.  From the top of the hill you could even see the ocean.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (Tuesday) was spent mainly in planning for the school lunchtime programme that we ran today and in running a programme at a retirement village.  I felt that the programme went very well indeed, with various people sharing different testimonies and Brandon and I played some songs and hymns.  We also had about a half hour to chat with the residents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have time to write any more just now, so I appologise for my breivity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who has supported us financially and in prayer.  Please continue to pray for us!  Prayer for this week's school work is appreciated as rules have literally just changed and now prevent us from sharing our faith.  Also, prayer for relationships within the team and that we won't be missing anything that God has for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all! xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-6849166508545038578?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6849166508545038578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=6849166508545038578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6849166508545038578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6849166508545038578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/04/outreach-update-1.html' title='Outreach Update 1'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-2521627458225451680</id><published>2008-04-03T12:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:36:24.899+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DTS Week 11 &amp; 12 - Leaving for Outreach</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry for the double-post.  Things have been so busy this week and since it's Thursday evening, I figured I'd do the two weeks together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week started with Monday off for the public holiday.  In the afternoon we all went down to the park/public swimming pool and had a BBQ dinner.  It was a really chilled and fun afternoon.  I spent a bit of time laying in the sun to dry and listening to &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/philippahanna"&gt;Philippa Hanna&lt;/a&gt; on my CD player. Good times, good times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecture topic for the week was missions.  Three days we had Justin Claypool, a staff member here at Reef To Outback speaking and one day Danny Lehmann, father of David Lehmann (one of our course staff) and one of the well known names in YWAM today.  Sadly Danny Lehmann couldn't be with us in person, so we had a video link with him from his base in Hawaii.  That was pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In lectures it was good to get some idea about the number of people who haven't got access to the gospel.  It made me think about how we can reach these people groups without necessarily moving ourselves to India or wherever.  I realised that there are plenty of ways including prayer, financial support, short-term mission trips and reaching out to foreign students in our home communities.  Obviously, some people will be called to serve on the front line too, but in today's world of travel and communication, there's no need to leave all the fun up to them!!!  We also had the opportunity to pray a little and 'dream with God'.  It's amazing the wealth of different ideas that came out in the group - ways that different people want to impact this world with the Good News.  Now we just all need to figure out how to go from dreaming with God to working with God...welcome to the rest of our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend I was very busy because my parents &amp; younger brother came to visit!  It was wonderful to spend time with them, having not seen them for 3 months!  We went for gelato by the Strand (the sea front in Townsville), drove 2 hours to see a waterfall but couldn't see anything because of the low cloud.  We went for a less than successful greek meal and a great steak (not that I had steak, but my dad did and said it was good).  We went over to Magnetic Island, hired a Moke (google it) and drove around.  It was great to be behind the wheel again, although those aren't the smoothest vehicles to drive!  We also took photos, a couple of which I've printed and added to my photo album to take on outreach.  My little brother is really growing up.  It's scary.  I'm not sure I'd be surprised if he's taller than me by the time I get home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been outreach prep, so the two outreach teams have been split up, preparing for their seperate projects.  The other team is going to Vanuatu to start up Youth Street in Port Vila, so they've been preparing programmes and learning more about Island culture.  Our team has been planning some of the events we'll be running in the first few weeks, training for the schools programmes and practicing games and dramas.  I can hardly believe that we leave in just two days time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I'm not sure how often I'll be able to get online to make updates, so I'll certainly try to make an update in every town that I have web access.  I don't have many people's addresses so please email me your address to yednickteck@hotmail.com if you would like a postcard &amp; I will do my best to send one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-2521627458225451680?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2521627458225451680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=2521627458225451680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/2521627458225451680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/2521627458225451680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/04/dts-week-11-12-leaving-for-outreach.html' title='DTS Week 11 &amp; 12 - Leaving for Outreach'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-8503174591185906552</id><published>2008-03-27T10:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-27T10:14:38.554Z</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>As I keep promising, here's a few more photos.  These are all from last weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1714.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1714.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=400 width=300&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Youth Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1749.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1749.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=300 width=400&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter Morning Sunrise From the Top of Castle Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1761.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1761.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=300 width=400&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Afternoon at the Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1778.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1778.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=300 width=400&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1786.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1786.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=300 width=400&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1787.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1787.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=300 width=400&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-8503174591185906552?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8503174591185906552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=8503174591185906552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8503174591185906552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8503174591185906552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/03/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-1811486883888687262</id><published>2008-03-22T23:04:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:54:19.565Z</updated><title type='text'>DTS Week 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy Easter!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is risen! Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Last 24 Hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty tired now as I only had about 3 hours sleep last night, which obviously means I've been having fun, so I'll do a quick recap of the last 24 hours or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.30am&lt;/strong&gt; Wake up, eat breakfast, go on the internet, play a little guitar, not do much to be honest until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.30am&lt;/strong&gt; Quick team meeting about Youth Street then some Mi Goreng noodles for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1pm&lt;/strong&gt; Main Youth Street meeting before the crew start to arrive and hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.20pm&lt;/strong&gt; We get the crew into groups of 3 or 4 and explained that we were having a Community Outreach day.  My group, another leader and I went to 5 random houses near the base and gave them chocolate eggs along with a little note saying it was a gift from Youth Street, that we wanted to bless them and celebrate Jesus giving us new life at Easter, or words to that effect.  It was interesting to see people's reactions.  A few thought that we wanted money for the eggs and were a little suspicious.  Others just said thanks.  At one house we asked the kids playing outside if their parents were home, and they seemed pretty reluctant to go get them until they realised we wanted to give them chocolate.  At another house the man ran inside to bring &lt;i&gt;us&lt;/i&gt; some chocolate!  All in all though, I think it went quite well and it was fun to hang out with the kids.  Other groups went to various places including the Police &amp; Fire Stations, the hospital and the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.15pm&lt;/strong&gt; Hang out with the crew a little more and eat dinner while waiting for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.30pm&lt;/strong&gt; Doors opened for the benefit concert.  Hopefully I'll do another post on this, but it was raising funds and awareness for a centre in Thailand that works with prostitutes.  The School of Music in Mission were playing along with a couple of local bands and it was a really great night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9pm&lt;/strong&gt; Concert ends, we spend more time hanging out with the crew till they all leave, then tear down &amp; tidy up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11pm&lt;/strong&gt;Go to MacDonalds.  I had a cheeseburger and fries.  Yes I have read Fast Food Nation and seen Super Size Me but these things happen.  It was tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.30am&lt;/strong&gt; Get back from MacDonalds.  A bunch of us stay outside on the grass chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.30am&lt;/strong&gt; Fall into bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5am&lt;/strong&gt; Nicole wakes me up for the sunrise service at the top of Castle Hill.  Six of us from DTS made it along with a couple off staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.30am&lt;/strong&gt; Get out of the car part way up the hill then hike the last 25-30 minutes.  Arrive for sunrise service very hot, tired and sweaty.  It was a really short but nice service, run by the Salvos (Salvation Army) so pretty traditional but nice.  We then wandered up to one of the vantage points and shared communion together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.30am&lt;/strong&gt; Walk back down, chat with Toni for a little while at base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.30am&lt;/strong&gt; Wander round the Sunday markets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9am&lt;/strong&gt; Get on the computer, check email &amp; start writing this blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I guess my last day has been pretty full but it's been good fun, and today is only just starting, much as I feel very tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lectures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecture topic for this week was 'Spiritual Warfare' and I wasn't quite sure what to expect in this but it was actually a really good week.  Our teacher, Bev Teddenham (I think I've got her surname right there!) has been in YWAM since the 1980s and one thing that never failed to amaze me was how much scripture/scripture references she has memorised!  I really want to memorise more Bible verses, or at least know where to find things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really got from the week was that the devil has so little power compared to God.  Our God is awesome, He created the entire universe and holds it all together.  Yes, we need to be aware of the dark powers in the spiritual realm, but God gives us power to defeat them, and they simply can't win.  It's easy to give the enemy a lot more credit than he deserves and while we shouldn't be passive about spiritual warfare, it's important to remember that our side has infinitely more power and will win the victory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bananas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday there was an impromptu afternoon tea with cookies and banana milkshakes.  I happened to be reading on the deck so I didn't miss out.  That made me really happy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outreach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little nervous about outreach at the moment to be quite honest, we've settled into a nice routine here and we're about to leave that and a whole load of the new friends we've made.  But I know God wants me to go, so I'm still here and I'm still doing it, scary as it may be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still 4 people on my team needing finances this week for outreach.  I'd really like to ask you to pray for the finances to be released.  If you feel led, you can give to them online.  If you would like to give please get in touch with me and I'll give you details on how you can do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serenity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout out to my friend Aaron who has the film Serenity and watched it with me this week! It's so good to sit on the sofa and watch a favourite film every now and then.  He also has Firefly.  This makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's most of the news for this week.  My parents &amp; brother are coming next weekend, so I'm really excited to be spending time with them.  We also have Monday off lectures because it's a public holiday here (the day after Easter).  I've taken a bunch of photos this weekend, so hopefully will have some up in the next couple of days.  So yeah, continued prayer for safety on my family's trip &amp; outreach preparation would be fab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, thanks for reading &amp; God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-1811486883888687262?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1811486883888687262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=1811486883888687262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1811486883888687262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1811486883888687262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/03/dts-week-10.html' title='DTS Week 10'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-65538039729501141</id><published>2008-03-19T12:08:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-19T12:14:34.346Z</updated><title type='text'>Bananas</title><content type='html'>Sometimes the base gets delivery of free food from local businesseses etc. as a gift.  I don't know where the bananas came from but they are tasty!  The lovely kitchen staff made banana cake with chocolate chips in it for desert this evening. Mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things to note: First, 'Banana' is pronounced &lt;i&gt;bh-nahr-nuh&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;bh-nah-nah&lt;/i&gt;.  Second, I've been told that a bad banana crop can cause inflation in Australia because they don't allow bananas to be imported and since bananas are on the shopping basket index thingy used to measure such things...they cause inflation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-65538039729501141?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/65538039729501141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=65538039729501141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/65538039729501141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/65538039729501141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/03/bananas.html' title='Bananas'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-8031579166942407532</id><published>2008-03-15T00:25:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-15T01:30:49.647Z</updated><title type='text'>DTS Week 9</title><content type='html'>This is gettin ridiculous!  Another week has flown by and it's time again for an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lectures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's topic was evangelism...very exciting!  Our speaker was Ross Tooley, a man who's been with YWAM since the 60s, when there were only about 10 people in the whole mission.  He spoke to us about face-to-face evangelism, the importance of being aware of culture, prior beliefs etc. and reiterated that evangelism is not about tricking people, it's about "inspiring them to fall in love with God".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The YWAM motto is 'to know God and make Him known'.  This makes a lot of sense to me.  What's the point in making Him known if we don't know Him?  Furthermore, why would we want to?  Evangelism is about telling good news, so it's got to be much easier when you know just how good that news is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to start up more conversations about this kind of stuff in the streets etc, but I haven't really seen an opportunity this week.  Maybe next week there'll be a chance.  Either way, I want to make sure that I 'live a life worthy of my calling'(&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%204:1;&amp;version=31;"&gt;Eph 4:1&lt;/a&gt;), because God is so incredible, how could I not want people to have this amazing gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fun Stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first 5 weeks of DTS we had morning excercise.  This meant being out on the deck at 6am ready to go for a walk, a run, do jazz-cercise, whatever, so long as we did something.  Since camping, morning excercise is no longer mandatory, but I've been rying to do something each morning.  The last couple of mornings I've walked up to the park and gone on the swing.  I love swings.  It makes me sad that they're generally see as childish.  The sunsets and sunrises are almost always really pretty here, so I enjoy starting the day with a walk, looking at the pink clouds.  It's a good start to the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday we went at had worship at the strand (the seafront in town) around midday.  We were only there for about half an hour, but it was wonderful to sing praises to God while standing under a palm tree right beside the glitering ocean.  I'd like to worship in public more often.  How many non-Christians have ever seen Christians really worshipping, not just singing songs?  Not to say that I want to 'put it on' (I really don't at all) but I think that sung worship, in conjunction with lifestle worship (to make a distinction)is a great witness to our faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been doing quite a bit of celebrating birthdays recently.  This is good fun. Not least because of the cake (one of my friends had an amazing Black Forest Cake..mmm).  Also though, there is the singing.  Not only do we sing the regular song, but two more on top.  It's a true experience that makes me just a little sad that I won't be here for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outreach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans continue to come together &amp; as I get a greater sense that God is really calling me on this trip, I am looking forward to it more and more.  We are still a little unsure about how the first two weeks are going to look and where we're going to go, so prayers for that would be appreciated.  This week we chose areas of responsibility (e.g. food, worship &amp; intercession, hospitality etc.) and I am in chanrge of the Team Diary!  As you've probably guessed from my blog, I quite enjoy doin that kinda suff so although I won't be writing everything, I will be making sure that somehing gets put in everyday (or as close to that as possible).  At the end of DTS we should each be getting a copy, so that's cool.  I'll be keeping my blog as up to date as possible though it may be tricky because I don't know how much internet access I'll have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOMM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMM = School of Music in Missions.  This is another school run here at the base.  They leave for outreach just before we do and it's been really great to hear their concerts over the past couple of weeks.  There are some very talented musicians in the school!  Their outreach takes them to Thailand for 3 weeks to support a centre that works with prostitutes, then back to Queensland to raise awareness about gender-discrimination issues around the world and call youn people into missions to make a difference.  I'm really excied for what they're doing and look forward to seeing how much they've grown when our two teams join together for the last week of outreach in Mt. Isa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Newsletter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the process of finishing writing a newsletter.  If you would like a copy emailed or posted to you, please email me at yednickteck@hotmail.com with your address/email address!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry for not posting more photos.  To be honest, I've not been taking many either!  I'll put some more up soon, hopefully before I go on outreach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prayer Points&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Energy &amp; health for everyone on base as life is quite busy here and a lot of people are getting colds etc.&lt;br /&gt;- Spiritual protection over our school as we learn about spiritual warfare next week.&lt;br /&gt;- Safe journey for my Mum, Dad &amp; younger brother as they fly to Australia next Friday/Saturday and safe travels during the 3 weeks that they're here.&lt;br /&gt;- Opportunities for me and the other DTS students to share our faith with people not just on a Friday evening, but also in day to day life.  In this, that we would hear and obey God's voice and leading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all!  Have a great week! x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-8031579166942407532?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8031579166942407532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=8031579166942407532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8031579166942407532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8031579166942407532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/03/dts-week-9.html' title='DTS Week 9'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-5055183951209518114</id><published>2008-03-10T06:39:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-10T07:19:37.314Z</updated><title type='text'>DTS Week 8</title><content type='html'>Another week, another update!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 8 absolutely flew by!  Seriously, it just disappeared on me!  Still, I will update you as best as I can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic for week 8 was Wisdom &amp; Relationships.  Our guest lecturer was Steve Aherne, the director of YWAM Australia, so it was fab to have him teaching us.  The most essential message of the week for me was that true wisdom is knowing and doing the will of God.  It seems kinda obvious when I say it, but the reminder didn't hurt!  The relationships thing is always a tricky one.  We all have different ways of describing them etc. etc.  I generally figure that if you're praying, doing what God says (see above!) &amp; testing it by seeking the good of the other person, then you can't really go far wrong, surely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bible Quote of the Week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align=center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/align&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- Romans 8:38-39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This verse has popped up a couple of times so far during DTS and is so incredible.  It really is true that we can't do anything to make God love us more or anything to make God love us less.  I actually wrote it in a friend's birithday card this week because it's easy to read these verses and think "yes, that's nice" and fail to glimpse it's application to our life.  In this case, that as my friend approaches another year, there is nothing that can happen in the coming 12 months to separate him from the love of God.  No matter what the year brings, God's love for him is constant.  That pleases me greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evangelism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evangelism is actually this week's topic in lectures, so I'm sure I'll have more to say on this next week, but I ust wanted to mention that I have had some great opportunities to chat about God to non-Christians over this weekend.  None of the conversations were exactly explicit gospel-preaching, but I really feel that they were worthwhile.  One conversation in particular stands out to me from the weekly youth event.  I spent maybe 20 minutes talking to one of the young people, let's call him Jack (not his real name).  He's interested in God and has attended Bible studies etc. before, but doesn't quite know what to think.  I encouraged him to ask God to show Himself to him and told him a couple of stories of where I've seen God work in my life.  Jack seemed really encouraged and thanked me for chatting to him.  I'm praying that Jack will have that experience of God soon and start moving further into the purposes for which he was created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prayer Requests&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to thank God for His goodness towards me.  Pray for Jack and all the other people I have the opportunity and privilage of witnessing to.  Please also pray about plans for our outreach as we are still a little unsure as to what we're doing for the first couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all &amp; thanks for reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-5055183951209518114?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5055183951209518114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=5055183951209518114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5055183951209518114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5055183951209518114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/03/dts-week-8.html' title='DTS Week 8'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-2170547899889229336</id><published>2008-03-04T05:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-04T05:47:44.634Z</updated><title type='text'>On the beach, trusting God</title><content type='html'>There's a full update on camping below, but I just wanted to share this thought seperately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked barefoot along the sand for a while.  I love that feeling as the sand bends and falls apart under your feet.  It reminded me of a poem I wrote a while ago that mentioned struggling to trust God when &lt;i&gt;'the world felt like shifting sand beneath my feet'&lt;/i&gt;.  As I walked along the beach feeling the sand move under my toes, I realised that the world &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; 'shifting sand beneath my feet'.  When I started to expect the world to be solid and it wasn't, I found it hard to trust God.  The truth is that the world isn't solid, but God is.  When we start expecting things God hasn't promised and get disappointed it's easy to claim God isn't trustworthy. But it's not true.  It doesn't make God untrustworthy - He never promised us an easy life or a solid world to stand on. He is 'the solid rock' for us to stand on, and that doesn't shift with the tide.  I'm grateful for that truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-2170547899889229336?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2170547899889229336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=2170547899889229336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/2170547899889229336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/2170547899889229336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-beach-trusting-god.html' title='On the beach, trusting God'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-6930989078266894053</id><published>2008-03-04T05:19:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-04T05:35:56.107Z</updated><title type='text'>DTS Week 6 &amp; 7 - Camping</title><content type='html'>I've got a feeling this is going to be a long post so please bear with me.  I'll try to use headings to make it a bit easier to read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camping/Camping Stories&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camping was good fun.  It was really great to get away from base for a little while - less distractions and more time to spend together.  Of course, we weren't exactly isolated (we were at the local scout camp) but you can't have everything.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were frogs in the shower and plenty of insects (so many bites).  There were wake up songs at 6.30am.  There were games.  There were campfires.  There was supper (everynight).  There were storms.  There was going to sleep wet.  There were wellies.  There was sleeping in tents.  There was swimming in the river.  There was worshipping around the campfire in the rain and the presence of God.  There was spontaneous worship under the stars when it was so dark I couldn't even see who else was there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cool camping discovery was doughboys.  Here's an explanation for those who don't know:&lt;br /&gt;1) make bread dough&lt;br /&gt;2) wrap it round a stick&lt;br /&gt;3) cook it on the campfire&lt;br /&gt;4) take it off the stick&lt;br /&gt;5) pour syrup into the hole &lt;br /&gt;6) eat and enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lectures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week we had a different teacher every day so just had short teaching on various topics.  Probably my favourite day was the teaching on different worldviews, where we discussed various philosophies that are prevelent in the world today - what they are and how Christians respond to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second week we were studying The Lordship of Christ.  This included teaching on salvation, following Jesus, and how although He already &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; the lord of our lives, we have to choose whether or not to live in the truth of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baptisms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day of camping we went down to the river and five of the students got baptised.  These were all students who had been Christians for a number of years, but felt that it was time for them to make (or in one case, remake) the public commitment to acknowledge and submit to Jesus as Lord.  It was good fun.  There were a few teenagers there who seemed to find us a little strange.  That was kinda funny though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celebration Night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Friday of Week 6 marked us being half way through lecture phase, our wonderful leaders decided to throw us a 'Celebration Night'.  Every part of the evening was a secret beforehand and was great fun.  It started in the afternoon with a trip to the beach (see pictures in the previous post).  When we first got there we had time to just be quiet and spend fifteen minutes with God, then we joined together for worship &amp; talked about the things we are thankful for.  We spent a little more time at the beach, ate food, drank lemonade and had a really great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach was beautiful (as I hope these photos show).  We were the only people there, which is always special (especially to a European!).  There was tropical vegetation lining the back of the beach and such an incredible view of the ocean and a couple of islands just off shore.  Sadly we couldn't swim as there was a danger of crocodiles and there are also poisonous jellyfish the size of your thumbnail in the water.  It was a look-but-don't-touch kinda situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration night continued with a delicious meal back at the campsite followed by a surprise open air movie evening watching Evan Almighty (which I hadn't seen and had wanted to so great choice in my opinion).  It was a really great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outreach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still haven't been given a totally set plan for outreach (i.e. date-by-date where we're going) but we're getting a clearer idea.  I'll post more on this later, but we should be hitting about 6-8 towns in the 8 weeks, including most likely the towns of Emerald, Longreach and Mt. Isa.  Mt. Isa will be our final stop and we'll be working alongside some people who moved from the base in Townsville to Mt. Isa to minister there and also with the School of Music in Missions (another school currently running at the base).  I'd really appreciate prayer for the team to continue to bond, especially as our final team member (a guy who didn't complete his DTS outreach due to injury) joins us next week.  I want to take hope, encouragement and the gospel into these towns and really bless the people there.  My biggest prayer (and please join with me, I'm not the only team member praying for this!) is that every single member of the team will lead someone to Christ (i.e. pray with them as they acknowledge Jesus as their Lord and Saviour for the first time) at least once during the outreach.  I really believe that that alone would be worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finances&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very blessed in that this area is not a struggle to me.  However, if you want to get involved with this work, specifically the outback outreach, there are 4 team members still needing funding.  If you feel led to support them financially, send me an email (yednickteck@hotmail.com) and I'll give you more information on that.  Please thank God for providing my outreach fees already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;General News&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel that I'm making some good friends here, which is a huge blessing to me.  I'm trying not to think about the fact that not all my best friends are on my outreach team!  I'm missing home a lot at the moment, despite enjoying being here, so I'm really looking forward to my parents and brother visiting in just a few weeks' time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During camping it's really started to hit home to me that the real test of this time is going to start when I get home - how am I going to use what I've been learning here to really impact my home nation for Jesus Christ?  Or, to phrase it another way, how am I going to use what I've been learning here to really bless the people of Britain and introduce them to the answer they've been looking for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shout Out to Louise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During camping I got a package delivered (someone picked it up during a food run to base).  This package was from one of my best friends back home, Louise.  Just before I left she introduced me to the ingenious and beautiful TV show Firefly, and we watched the entire series and the movie in the space of about 16 days around work &amp; Christmas.  It was quite the challenge.  Anyway, the package contained a card with a picture of Burbage Edge in Derbyshire, a Firefly bookmark, a hat like one of the characters in the show wears and two toy dinosaurs because one of the characters plays with toy dinosaurs.  It made me laugh so much.  I have played with my dinosaurs quite a bit.  So yeah: &lt;strong&gt; Thanks Louise!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-6930989078266894053?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6930989078266894053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=6930989078266894053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6930989078266894053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6930989078266894053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/03/ive-got-feeling-this-is-going-to-be.html' title='DTS Week 6 &amp; 7 - Camping'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-8084186973327022777</id><published>2008-03-01T00:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-01T00:08:41.513Z</updated><title type='text'>Camping - A few photos</title><content type='html'>Here's a few photos from camping.  All but one are from the afternoon we spent at the beach, it was very pretty.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidan playing worship music on the beach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1611.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1611.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width=400 height=300&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1612.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1612.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width=400 height=300&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1613.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1613.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width=400 height=300&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1614.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1614.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width=400 height=300&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1605.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1605.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width=400 height=300&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frog on the shower!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1617.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1617.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width=400 height=300&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-8084186973327022777?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8084186973327022777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=8084186973327022777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8084186973327022777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/8084186973327022777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/03/camping-few-photos.html' title='Camping - A few photos'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-6786182275130625969</id><published>2008-02-15T10:13:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-15T10:49:07.511Z</updated><title type='text'>DTS Week 5</title><content type='html'>Ok, so this week has been very busy, but really, really great!  Here's the roundup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme this week was "The Nature and Character of God".  This is something I have struggled with a lot recently, and the opportunity to hear lots of intelligent, understandable information on it was very helpful to me.  This has led to some great prayer times and generally just feeling more secure in God - in trusting that He really is good.  I have had to let go of some places where I was still holding God at arms' length in my heart, and I know there are still more areas to work on, but right now I'm just loving that God's brought me a little further on that journey in my relationship with Him, and there's still much, much more to come!  Our lecturer was David Cole, a man from New Zealand, who works with YWAM in New Zealand.  He was one of those people who just shone love &amp; the light of God.  It was great to be taught by him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camping&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow, I head off for a two-week camping trip.  (so no updates until late February/early March I'm afraid) This is part of the school and we will still be having lectures etc, just in a camp site.  I'm really looking forward to going camping (I must admit, it was one of the reasons I wanted to come to Townsville for my DTS!)  However, the rain is absolutely awful at the moment, so prayers that we don't get flooded in would be great!  The campsite is not too far from here (maybe 1/2 hour drive) and has got showers &amp; stuff.  There's plenty of space there &amp; lots of trees, so I'm really hoping that the weather clears up and we get pretty stars &amp; can sit round a campfire in the evenings.  I have bought wellies.  I have packed my wellies.  They call them gum boots here.  I am prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work Duty&lt;br /&gt;I love my work duty!  I'm on kitchen clean up and honestly think I got the BEST deal.  Dinner clean up is a group effort, usually done to music and chatting, generally taking about an hour straight after dinner (obviously).  Most work duties are 3-5pm, so are longer and mean not having the afternoon free.  Also, we get to make the kitchen sparkle. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Valentine's Day, and obviously I didn't think much of it at all.  I'm not one to get upset about not having a boyfriend, not 'celebrating' the holiday etc., I just kinda go with it.  But the people here are lovely... one of the girls made a paper heart for each person with a little Valentine's message and a mini bar of CADBURY'S chocolate (yum yum!).  Then in the evening, the guys from our course came round with ice cream (and toppings) and a Valentine's card for each girl, signed by all the guys.  I was surprised by how touched I was - it made me want to cry (happy crying, but I didn't cry anyway).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Group&lt;br /&gt;We all seem to be getting on well as a group, although I certainly know some people here way better than others.  The previous DTS has just come back from outreach and there are almost 40 of them (compared to 20 of us).  I'm really pleased that our group is a bit smaller - I'm struggling to get to know everyone well as it is, nevermind if there were twice as many people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Parents&lt;br /&gt;This is a shout out to my parents - THANK YOU MUM &amp; DAD FOR BEING SUCH WONDERFUL PARENTS &amp; EXAMPLES TO ME!  YOU ARE FAB!!!!!!!  I've just been struck again this week by how blessed I am to have the parents I've got; we've been discussing God's character this week and have talked about God as our Father.  There was more than one person in the group who mentioned a bad relationship with at least one of their parents and this makes me so sad.  My parents have always been good to me and looked after me so well that I didn't even realise it....I just took it for granted that that's what parents did!  I mean, I'd realised that I'd got good parents, but the more people I meet, the more I understand just how great my mum and dad really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flights &amp; Visa&lt;br /&gt;I have sent off the rest of my visa application, so, God-willing, that should be coming through while I'm camping.  After a minor problem with the airline, I have rebooked my flight home for June.  So yeah, praise God for the rebooking &amp; praying that the visa will come through without any problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer Requests etc...&lt;br /&gt;Continued good relationships &amp; building of relationships within the DTS group&lt;br /&gt;A safe &amp; fun camping trip, and that we won't get flooded or ruin all our stuff.  So yeah - protection and enjoyment!&lt;br /&gt;For families back home who won't hear from us for 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;For the planning process for the 2 outreach teams - the Islands team are hoping to go to Vanuatu and pioneer some youth work there, while the Outback team (my team) will soon be starting to finalise the route - probably some variation on going to Mt. Isa and back again, doing youth &amp; schools' work along the way.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, when praying for me, please don't forget to thank God for all the great things He's been doing in my life these past few weeks, and in my life before that.  God has just been revealing so much of Himself to me and it's incredible, He's incredible.  Thanks &amp; praise are definately in order! (Thank You, God!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, thank you for reading, I pray that God will continue to bless and keep you all.  Drop me an email sometime (Some of you do, I know, and I love it) and I'll make an effort to reply personally.  Have a great two weeks everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-6786182275130625969?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6786182275130625969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=6786182275130625969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6786182275130625969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6786182275130625969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/02/dts-week-5.html' title='DTS Week 5'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-7563510175088094092</id><published>2008-02-10T04:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-10T04:39:53.467Z</updated><title type='text'>DTS Week 4</title><content type='html'>We have officially completed 1/3 of our lecture phase.  Insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biblical studies week was really good.  I think my favourite parts were reading whole sections/books of the Bible outloud together - it's incredible how much more I could connect with what I was reading when I read out loud.  We also had the opportunity to practice Biblical meditation - just really prayerfully considering a few verses at a time, trying to understand what God was saying in them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really hoping to make reading the Bible outloud a regular part of my life.  One of my prayers in coming here was to regain what I used to have in reading the Bible - where things would constantly 'jump' out at me and I'd feel like I was actually getting closer to God in reading the Word.  I feel like I'm getting somewhere this week, so that's really great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially going on outreach to Outback Australia!  We will be doing schools &amp; youth work (and probably other bits and pieces) in various towns around Northern Queensland for 8 weeks.  I am so so excited!  Prayers for which towns we should go to, and continued team relationships would be really appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weekend we head off on our 2-week camping trip, so I obviously won't be posting during that time.  A few of us went out this morning to look at camp grounds and we found one we really like.  We're praying that it will be affordable and available for us to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw wallabies.  That makes me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-7563510175088094092?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7563510175088094092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=7563510175088094092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/7563510175088094092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/7563510175088094092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/02/dts-week-4.html' title='DTS Week 4'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-3422573148934940725</id><published>2008-02-05T06:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-05T06:13:47.150Z</updated><title type='text'>DTS Week 3</title><content type='html'>So, first off, sorry that this update is a little late.  Things are getting busier here, and I had a lazy Sunday (first full day off in 2 weeks) so...yeah, that's the deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we were discussing Identity in lectures.  This was a lot about who God created us to be - recognising lies we believe about ourselves, that make us out to be less than we are, and understanding what the truth is of how we were designed and who we are in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty fun week overall, I felt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was evangelism  night again.  Me and the two other girls I was with got into a long conversation about spiritual stuff with a woman who's into angelology, meditation, yoga and that kinda thing.  It was interesting, though kind of scary to see how close she was to the truth in some ways, and yet so very, very far.  We gave her a tract explaining the gospel message (because she doesn't know about Jesus) and invited her to the base BBQ this week.  I hope she'll come, and if you want to pray for her, that God will bless her &amp; reveal Himself to her, that would be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, before we went out we were all praying for God to guide us about who we should speak to, to tell us things to look for etc.  I felt like God might be telling me to look for someone with hearts on their shirt (I saw a picture of a top with a design made up of a load of hearts), so all night I was looking out for this.  After we finished talking to the woman who was into angels, it was time for us to head back and we hadn't seen anyone with hearts on their shirt, so I figured it had just been my imagination.  Then, two girls came walking towards us wearing fluffy angel wings &amp; each with an I [heart] ... t-shirt on.  Ok, so it was only one heart on the shirit, but the wings clinched the deal for me.  I stopped briefly, let them give me a stamp for a fundraiser they were advertising and passed the girl on the right a tract.  I really pray that God will speak to her through it.  Just then, two 'goth' girls walked past, and my friend was looking for a goth girl, so she handed them tracts quickly too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I've wondered how much use tracts are, but as i start to realise just how little most people know about the gospel, I understand them more and more.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One revelation I had last week was that so many people think Christianity is about being good enough, doing good things and earning your way to Heaven.  It's not.  It's a free gift, a relationship with God that's available to anyone willing to admit their fault and receive the forgiveness Jesus died to secure and the life He was resurrected to bring.  It's incredible, yet people don't even look at it because they're all too aware of being 'not enough' - what's that point of even looking at Jesus if you think you've got to be good enough for him?  The enemy is rallying for this lie in our world and doing too well at it.  So yes, the more people I can tell the truth to, whether they're ready to give their lives to God or not, the better, or so i think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we are doing Biblical Studies.  I have already read the book of Philemon 9 times and the book of Colossians once.  I'm enjoying it though, it's interesting and different to the last few weeks because it's more academic, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we find out our outreach teams, so I'll be able to officially announce that in my next blog post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-3422573148934940725?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3422573148934940725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=3422573148934940725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/3422573148934940725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/3422573148934940725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/02/dts-week-3.html' title='DTS Week 3'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-1421883299148355470</id><published>2008-01-30T10:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-30T10:51:23.551Z</updated><title type='text'>Photo Time!!!</title><content type='html'>So, as long promised, here are some pictures from Townsville!  Enjoy! (I can't tell if it's just this computer that makes the photos look dodgey colours, but if you have that problem too, I'm sorry &amp; will try to fix it forthwith.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me holding a snake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1495.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1495.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=400 width=300&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our aim is to give you a WOW of a day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1452.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1452.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=300 width=400&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking up Castle Hill (The hill that looks out over Townsville)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1541.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1541.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=300 width=400&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy playing guitar at the top of Castle Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1567.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1567.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=300 width=400&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the top of Castle Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1553.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1553.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=300 width=400&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Artyness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1445.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1445.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=400 width=300&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skate Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1417.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1417.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=300 width=400&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1428.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u186/yednickteck/Summer%202007/Australia/IMG_1428.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=300 width=400&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-1421883299148355470?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1421883299148355470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=1421883299148355470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1421883299148355470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1421883299148355470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/01/photo-time.html' title='Photo Time!!!'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-4997231484574722983</id><published>2008-01-28T03:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-28T03:48:47.880Z</updated><title type='text'>It is our light that most frightens us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.' We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we're liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quote is often attributed to Nelson Mandela, but some of my internet research suggests that it is actually taken from a book written by a Marianne Williamson.  Either way, I think there's a lot of truth in what this quote says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years ago I was sat in church listening to the start of the sermon and as the passage was read out, one verse stood out to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Samuel 15:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Samuel said, "Once you didn't think much of yourself, but now you have become the leader of the tribes of Israel. The Lord appointed you to be king over Israel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saul was coming up with excuses for his failure to do what God had told him to do - his failure to shine.  Samuel basically tells him, "It doesn't matter what you think of yourself.  God made you king.  When you say you can't do that - you're saying God has got it wrong."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often try to make ourselves so little, but God created us for greatness.  Yes, we are in submission to Him, and are to live in humility towards others, but humility, insecurity, false modesty and laziness are all very different things.  God didn't call us for greatness just as a nice thing to say - He called us for greatness because He created us for it!  Enjoy who you are, enjoy your abilities and make the most out of them.  What you think of yourself really doesn't matter when God's saying He's going to make you more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-4997231484574722983?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4997231484574722983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=4997231484574722983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4997231484574722983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4997231484574722983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-is-our-light-that-most-frightens-us.html' title='It is our light that most frightens us...'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-6880356434107876446</id><published>2008-01-27T04:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-27T04:58:20.883Z</updated><title type='text'>DTS Week 2</title><content type='html'>Man, time is going so fast right now.  The schedule here is pretty packed so time is just flying by.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DTS ETC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we have been discussing 'clear conscience' in lectures.  It has been quite deep, especially as it's such a personal topic.  However, I feel like I've got a lot out of it, and it has really reminded me how thankful I am to God for the fantastic life and relationships that I have!  Having said that, I'm hoping that the topic next week will be less emotionally involving as by the end of Friday we were all absolutely tired out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually going to do a quick shout out for some of the things I'm so grateful to God for: My parents, my family, my friends, my health, the opportunities I have in life, in travel, in making choices and in education.  Living in a country where I'm free to be a christian and share God's truth legally.  I have never had to wonder if I will eat that day and am able to wash and cook easily.  I have access to clean drinking water.  I have a roof over my head.  People told me about Jesus so that I can know him too and have that greatest gift of being in relationship witih God.  Yeah, I've got it really good and that makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have bought a $4 dress in a charity shop (that was last week, but worth mentioning cos it's pretty).  I wore it to lectures the other day and will probably wear it this afternoon.  I also have a cap now, I haven't had a cap for years and I'm very excitied cos I'm getting bored of the bandana look.  I have also become acustomed to wearing flip-flops nearly all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is the only full day off we have and this morning we went to the local wildlife sanctuary.  It was really good fun.  I held a wombat, koala and snake (I have photos).  I also stroked a crocodile (just a baby, not a big one!)  I think one of my favourite things though was just wandering around listening to all the tropical birds making their strange tropical noises.  Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THINGS THEY HAVE IN AUSTRALIA:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of bats in Australia.  I think this is really cool.  I saw them circling in groups over the Botanical Gardens in Sydney and roosting in trees at the santuary today.  Last night as a group of us were walking home, a bat flew out of a tree and scared on of the girls in the group.  When she screamed, about 10 more flew out.  It was kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beef Burgers shaped like Australia.  They actually had these in the supermarket the other day.  Apparantly it's because "Australia Day" was this weekend.  Even so.  They have beef burgers shaped like their country.  That's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I'm not actually sure who (if anyone) is reading this, I'm just trying to give a fairly light-hearted overview of what I'm up to.  It'd be great to get comments, or emails saying if I'm getting it right, or if there's other things you'd like to know about.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRAYER REQUESTS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will probably be this week that they ask us to pray about and choose our outreach location (where we're going for the second part of the school).  The options are most likely going to be: 1 team going to Fiji and/or Vanuatu and 1 team going into Outback Australia.  Both teams will be involved in youth work, with the potential for schools work in Outback Australia.  I'm already pretty sure I know where I'm going but I want to stay open to God leading me, so if you could pray for God's guidance on this for me, that would be fantastic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-6880356434107876446?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6880356434107876446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=6880356434107876446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6880356434107876446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6880356434107876446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/01/dts-week-2.html' title='DTS Week 2'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-4700647396565644699</id><published>2008-01-18T06:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-20T01:34:04.168Z</updated><title type='text'>DTS Week 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have survived week one! (Huge thanks to everyone who's praying for me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to know where to start with everything, but everyone has questions, so I'll try and answer some of the common ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living:&lt;/strong&gt;I am living in a house with 9 other girls and one of our team leaders. I share a bedroom with 5 of those girls. Everyone is friendly and AC (Air conditioning) is my new best friend. The shower is clean, in a bathroom AND has a real door - this automatically makes the comfort level here far, far higher than on previous foreign missions excursions. Finally, the house is about a 45 second walk from the base and 10 minutes from the local shopping mall. I like where I live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Computer/Phone access:&lt;/strong&gt; I have access to the internet and a pay phone (I don't know if it receives incoming calls). The computer is slow enough that it's just typing the 'incoming' from a line or two ago. Hence, my blogs will not be as beautifully written as I would like. I will start posting photos at some point, but will need to use another computer to do this, this is the reason for the delay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Course:&lt;/strong&gt; We've only just started, but I'll try and give a bit of an overview of what we're actually doing here:&lt;br /&gt;We have lectures for between 2 and 3 hours 5 mornings per week.  Last week we had lots of orientation info, talks on 'hearing the voice of God' and a session on evangelism.  The lectures are a little bit like going to Church, except that we have workbook questions to answer too, and we are usually given opportunities to put things into practice very quickly.  For example, the day we had the evangelism and 'chatting to people you don't know' lecture, we went out that evening and hung out with kids at a skatepark by the beach.  I love how the lectures relate to real opportunities, and that we're encouraged in our work books and journals to discuss the practical application of what we've been learning.&lt;br /&gt;As well as lectures, we have homework-type things to process, a couple of book reports to write etc.  &lt;br /&gt;The course is, essentially about 'knowing God and making Him known'.  Therefore, our lectures and learning will mainly cover what it is to be, and live, as a Christian, and how and why we encourage others to know Him too.&lt;br /&gt;I have afternoons free.  We each have a work duty, but I'm on the dinner clean up team, so seem to have a lot of free time! (getting back into the student lifestyle!)&lt;br /&gt;Other things we do: morning exercise, worship and prayer with the whole base, assisting in the weekly Saturday afternoon/evening youth programme, evangelism on Friday evenings, small group sessions and one-on-one-sessions with our leaders.  &lt;br /&gt;I hope this has given you all some idea of what I'm doing here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing I'd like to highlight in this blog (I'll try and make the next one mone interesting and less just information)is that a local (back home) website asked me a couple of weeks ago if I would submit one of the photos from my flickr for inclusion on their website.  I got an email this morning to say that my photo will now be included in the Schmap Sheffield guide.  I am rather excited about this!  Please go &lt;a href="http://www.schmap.com/sheffield/introduction_neighborhoods/p=1012D01/i=1012D01_8.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see the published photo (it's one of a number of images that roll through, so you may have to wait a while for mine to come up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who would rather just see the photo, here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/1464778992/" title="Supertram by Bek in \e\ngland in \a\ustralia, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1019/1464778992_cd303aa6fe.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Supertram" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-4700647396565644699?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4700647396565644699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=4700647396565644699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4700647396565644699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4700647396565644699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/01/dts-week-1.html' title='DTS Week 1'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1019/1464778992_cd303aa6fe_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-5414491678994885459</id><published>2008-01-12T00:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-12T01:09:21.078Z</updated><title type='text'>Departure Lounge...</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine encouraged me last night when she told me that a philosopher once said there are 3 ways of gaining wisdom: the first, which is noblest, is reflection; the second is imitation, which is easiest and the third is experience, which is bitterest.  She told me she's praying I'll gain the first sort during my time in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I gained some wisdom the bitterest way.  I missed my flight because of, well, to cut what could be a lot of excuses short, poor planning.  I now resolve to stick firmly to the options I have planned out in advance and not second-guess *better* alternatives at the last minute.  I hope the bitter taste of wasting 8.5 hours and $50 will help me stick to this resolve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last couple of days have been really good fun.  Having spent my first few days in Sydney completely unsure of what to do and all the rest of it, the week perked up rather well towards the end.  On Wednesday I went shopping and bought quite a few new clothes, which was good fun (especially since the sales are still on - yay!).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday I went to surf school for the day...we went to a beach on the North Shore and had a tiring and fun time learning the basics.  I even managed to stand up and ride a wave for at least 3 seconds before jump/falling off.  I loved the feeling, when you'd paddled out and got out of the waves of just sitting or lying on the board with the whole ocean in front of you and the beach behind you, just calm.  I highly recommend giving surfing a go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday I took a train to Katoomba, which is in the Blue Mountains.  I spent the day wandering around, riding cable cars and the steepest railway in the world and walking in the rainforest.  It was really beautiful.  I'll post pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really looking forward to starting DTS now.  I have things that I'm nervous about, but overall I'm excited.  The course officially starts tomorrow (Sunday) and I think I'm probably the last student arriving now (silly me, missing my flight).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer requests:&lt;br /&gt;For the whole of my Aunt's family (and especially my dad, her brother) because she died this week.  Also for me, particularly on Friday because I won't be able to attend the funeral and I'm obviously sad about that.&lt;br /&gt;That getting my student visa will go smoothly and quickly so that I can stay and finish the course!&lt;br /&gt;That the whole group (including leaders) will bond well and form really postive relationships&lt;br /&gt;That I will be brave in asking questions and seeking answers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the emails etc. coming, and if you want my address, just ask for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-5414491678994885459?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5414491678994885459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=5414491678994885459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5414491678994885459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5414491678994885459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/01/departure-lounge.html' title='Departure Lounge...'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-1729729149011410452</id><published>2008-01-06T01:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-28T04:20:25.157Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/R4AqNBFwBbI/AAAAAAAAADI/D-9hyq9-vrw/s1600-h/IMG_1207.JPG'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/R4AqNBFwBbI/AAAAAAAAADI/D-9hyq9-vrw/s320/IMG_1207.JPG' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Federation Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/R4AqMRFwBYI/AAAAAAAAACw/wWuLdDQmZao/s1600-h/IMG_1197.JPG'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/R4AqMRFwBYI/AAAAAAAAACw/wWuLdDQmZao/s320/IMG_1197.JPG' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art at &lt;a href="http://www.urbanseed.org"&gt;Urban Seed&lt;/a&gt; (see Melbourne to Sydney post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/R4AqMhFwBZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nPMM31LaKaM/s1600-h/IMG_1202.JPG'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/R4AqMhFwBZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nPMM31LaKaM/s320/IMG_1202.JPG' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/R4AqMxFwBaI/AAAAAAAAADA/IhoYxcxJq4I/s1600-h/IMG_1203.JPG'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/R4AqMxFwBaI/AAAAAAAAADA/IhoYxcxJq4I/s320/IMG_1203.JPG' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-1729729149011410452?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1729729149011410452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=1729729149011410452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1729729149011410452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/1729729149011410452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-melbourne-federation-square-art-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/R4AqNBFwBbI/AAAAAAAAADI/D-9hyq9-vrw/s72-c/IMG_1207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-3274682148115048857</id><published>2008-01-06T00:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-06T00:39:14.448Z</updated><title type='text'>Melbourne to Sydney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr/2153971262/" title="IMG_1175 by Bek in \e\ngland in \a\ustralia, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2214/2153971262_bd5632d9b0.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="IMG_1175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver Street was my home in Melbourne for just under a week and a great home it was too!  The couple I stayed with have two very adorable children, and a dog which was much easier once he stopped barking everytime he saw me!  I had a lovely time staying with their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around Melbourne I went on the Neighbours Tour (because you have to), visited an inner city ministry called &lt;a href="http://www.urbanseed.org"&gt;Urban Seed&lt;/a&gt; that works with drug addicts and the homeless, went to an art gallery, strolled around the beachside surburb of St. Kilda and got over jet lag.  Melbourne is a fab city and I highly recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday I spent the day in Bendigo, about 2 hours north of Melbourne, visiting my friend Gemma (who lived in England for a while).  It was fantastic to see her again and meet some of the people in her life.  We shopped, hung out and went up the lookout tower.  I love seeing old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (Saturday) I flew to Sydney and am currently a little overwhelmed by the size of the place!  However, my hostel is clean and tidy and central enough to be easy to get to (though I got a little lost on the way home last night).  I'm not quite sure of all that I'll get up to this week, but I'm sure I'll figure something out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited that DTS starts one week today (w00p!!!)  It's been a pretty long time coming but is now almost here!!  I'm a little nervous, to be sure, but I reckon once I'm there it'll be good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-3274682148115048857?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3274682148115048857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=3274682148115048857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/3274682148115048857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/3274682148115048857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2008/01/melbourne-to-sydney.html' title='Melbourne to Sydney'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2214/2153971262_bd5632d9b0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-4478708611140153666</id><published>2007-12-29T16:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-29T17:02:04.038Z</updated><title type='text'>Rebekah is ... in Australia</title><content type='html'>My Facebook status says it, so it must really be true!  It's nearly 4am here but of course it doesn't feel like it, so I'll be quick.  I think I used the journey reasonably well, including reading The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants and watching High School Musical 2 (there's a reason why I get on with the kids at youth group!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressions so far - the people I'm staying with are very kind.  The country is plesantly warm, so will be murder once morning arrives no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and they didn't even comment on my 3 month tourist visa -vs- 6 month study intention at immigration.  Matthew 6 anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-4478708611140153666?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4478708611140153666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=4478708611140153666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4478708611140153666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4478708611140153666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2007/12/rebekah-is-in-australia.html' title='Rebekah is ... in Australia'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-4957683748780431521</id><published>2007-12-27T22:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-27T22:09:25.597Z</updated><title type='text'>Packing</title><content type='html'>My parents tell me that even as a child I hated packing.  While my sisters would go and get their clothes 3 t-shirts and 7 pairs of socks at a time as asked, I would spend hours doing anything but putting clothes in a suitcase.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things haven't changed much.  I still procrastinate and dislike packing.  On the upside, I'm getting much better at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently sorting out my CDs to take to Australia.  That involves ripping and burning all the ones I want cos I don't trust myself not to lose any CDs if I take the real copies.  I'll leave them at home.  Waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited and so, so nervous right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I'm not 'YWAM'?  What if my student visa gets declined and I have to come home early?  How am I going to survive 6 months without seeing my friends and family?  Will I just make all the same mistakes I've made before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've not prepared for this trip maybe as much as I should have in terms of praying stuff through and writing down my hopes and aims for the trip.  Maybe doing some of that writing would be a good way of passing the 26 hour journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-4957683748780431521?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4957683748780431521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=4957683748780431521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4957683748780431521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/4957683748780431521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2007/12/packing.html' title='Packing'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-5243659548424995271</id><published>2007-12-24T16:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-24T16:29:01.507Z</updated><title type='text'>The Countdown...</title><content type='html'>I have a flight booked!  I officially leave on December 28th, headed for Melbourne.  I'll sort out my internal flight once I'm there.  I'm travelling on a tourist visa (so prayers that the student visa will come through quickly once I'm there would still be appreciated!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, it's Christmas Eve, so I'm wrapping the last few presents (not all of them got delivered in time, so sadly my little brother won't be getting his gift from me tommorrow) and deciding if I want to change for midnight mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to going to Australia.  It was great to be prayed for at church yesterday (and one lady told me she saw an angel behind me while I was being prayed for! How cool is that?!)  But at the same time, I know I'm going to really miss home, especially knowing that when I do come back it'll only be for a short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I found a really cool present for my friend Jody at the supermarket today.  I would say what it is, but since she'll probably read this on my facebook feed I won't.  Maybe I'll take a picture and show y'all later though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-5243659548424995271?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5243659548424995271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=5243659548424995271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5243659548424995271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/5243659548424995271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2007/12/countdown.html' title='The Countdown...'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-2569020554607641074</id><published>2007-12-15T14:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-15T14:08:54.087Z</updated><title type='text'>Visa visa...Drama drama...</title><content type='html'>I've been asking people to pray about my visa situation for going to Australia over the past few weeks, thank you to everybody who's been doing so!  Sadly, the wait isn't over yet, but things are starting to make sense.  It looks like I'm going to have to travel there on a tourist visa to give me time to travel before the course starts, and apply for my student visa once I'm in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strangest thing, though, is that I, worrier-extraordinaire, am finding it hard to worry about this.  I know it's in God's hands and the best outcome is going to happen.  Kinda difficult to worry when we know that's the case, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=matthew%206:33&amp;version=31"&gt;Matthew 6:33&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=phil%204:6-7;&amp;version=31;"&gt;Philippians 4:6-7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-2569020554607641074?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2569020554607641074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=2569020554607641074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/2569020554607641074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/2569020554607641074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2007/12/visa-visadrama-drama.html' title='Visa visa...Drama drama...'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-2386438400360720445</id><published>2007-12-04T11:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-04T11:48:00.826Z</updated><title type='text'>Story Time: The Gentlemen music video</title><content type='html'>On Sunday I volunteered to be in the crowd scene for The Gentlemen's first music video.  It was a fairly standard shot - a crowd of people looking like they're at a gig enjoying the music.  You can picture it right?  Hands in the air, reaching out as the lead singer walks forward, no space between you and the person in front.  And we shot the whole thing on our knees.  Yes, that's right - there wasn't enough height to have us stood up so we had to kneel down!  All in all, it was very good fun.  The video will probably be out sometime in the spring to promote their 2nd album.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part I found strangest was the people who hung around at the end.  We'd been waiting round all day, why stay even longer?  I think maybe they were waiting to meet the band.  That makes me laugh.  The Gentlemen are getting bigger...are you feeling it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-2386438400360720445?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2386438400360720445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=2386438400360720445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/2386438400360720445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/2386438400360720445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2007/12/story-time-gentlemen-music-video.html' title='Story Time: The Gentlemen music video'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-7659979901152450616</id><published>2007-11-19T21:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-19T21:57:37.930Z</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This is a post I wrote for another website a few days ago about my coming plans.  I figured it should be repeated for my blog...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking/praying/daydreaming about doing a DTS for such a long time that it's still not quite sunk in that this is real!  I am so thankful to God that it is!  To be quite honest, since my last year of school I have struggled with not knowing where I'm going education/career/calling-wise, and God gave me two words about it (both of them about 2.5 years ago) one was "You're not ready to know yet" (couldn't really argue with that one, could I?) the other was "Don't seek God's will, seek God".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer God has blessed me so much in many different ways and I feel that, through a challenging time, He has really brought me to a new place in trusting Him.  Then at the end of the summer I finally sent in my DTS application to reeftooutback (I've looked at schools all over the world), applied to uni (God willing I'll be going next September) and generally got to a point of not cringing when people ask what I'm doing and what my plans are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I'm getting ready to go, I'm already so thankful to God for bringing me to this place at this time and pray that His will be done - no limits, no boundaries, just whatever God wants to do in me, through me, to me and with me.  I'm excited - bring it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-7659979901152450616?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7659979901152450616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=7659979901152450616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/7659979901152450616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/7659979901152450616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2007/11/getting-ready.html' title='Getting Ready'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2353577988606359607.post-6843288926722981188</id><published>2007-11-19T21:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-19T21:58:25.701Z</updated><title type='text'>Back Again</title><content type='html'>So I had this blog, then I closed it down and now I'm starting again from the beginning.  I'm going on a journey and I want to keep people updated.  I guess I kinda hope that God will give me profound things to say to inspire anyone who chooses to read this, but if not, that's ok too.  I guess this blog may at least start as thinking, rather than dreaming, out loud.  But maybe that's ok.  Maybe there's a lot of rubbish I've got to go through in my head, with God, and out loud, before the good stuff will come.  That's ok.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, it'll also be a chance for me to plug my flickr (www.flickr.com/photos/bek_flickr) and write about stuff like the places I've been, what God's been teaching me and gigs I've been to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see Delirious last night.  They were way better than the last two times I saw them.  There was some real energy (Plug is such a great venue for live music!) and I loved the visuals they had on the screens.  These guys are good.  The only thing that slightly concerns me is will we actually take what they say seriously, or will we just enjoy the hype of the evening and then go away and forget about the town we promised to paint red, or the modern day disgrace we lamented?  I guess it's like that whenever we go to a gathering of the Church, even when the gathering is held in a nightclub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you and guide you by His Spirit and grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2353577988606359607-6843288926722981188?l=speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6843288926722981188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2353577988606359607&amp;postID=6843288926722981188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6843288926722981188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2353577988606359607/posts/default/6843288926722981188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://speakingoutdreams.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-again.html' title='Back Again'/><author><name>Bek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00062626375573437653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHAGbBgiDAg/Seoo1M-cNZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8vhs5Y-qkbk/S220/Eye+pink+crop+tiny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
