Galatians 3 v 13
Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law, not the law itself as some would have us believe. He did it by becoming a curse himself and hanging on a tree (Jewish sign of being accursed!).
Galatians 3 v 13
Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law, not the law itself as some would have us believe. He did it by becoming a curse himself and hanging on a tree (Jewish sign of being accursed!).

Not that I had a good grip in the first place, but figuring it out.
Its rather hard to ’sketch’, so trying to get used to drawing slower using the pencil tool.
I saved the raster version rather small it seems, so it fits, but it really lacks detail. Anyway, I’m going to bed
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Warning! Cautionary note: this post has absolutely no merits whatsoever. I just felt like bashing it out as some sort of record and to pretend to myself I’ve actually done something in the past hour that its worth writing about.
Saying that, I did write a thingy on the right =>>
in which I attempt to spell out my interests etc. Anything else I need to add?
I’m about a third of the way through my exams and in my procrastination I decided to look through my photos. I’ve deleted about 550 keeping just under 350 of my first 1500 photos. Even the ones kept are mostly people or photos taken for others I can really archive.
I should get back to studying
Pardon the proliferation of photos, videos and other articles linked to from here. I’ve found myself to be somewhat busier with more and more work to do, and more and more things I’d like to do.
Notably of recent times:
I’ve been trying to capture one of these in flight for a while. Next objective, get an awesome photo of one in flight.
Having just got a 55-200 lens, and getting to be quite at home with it, hopefully I’ll be getting some awesome shots with it.
I think my favourites are 3 (for having a water slide through an aquarium with sharks), and 11 for just looking great!
I think my favourites are 3 (for having a water slide through an aquarium with sharks), and 11 for just looking great!
I know what it would feel like. I can’t lean forward without a most peculiar and lasting pain across my back. I can fully understand the phrase ‘my back is killing me’, as honestly this forces all other pains I can ever remember into insignificance. Lasting pain is much greater than non-lasting pain. I’d rather be punched in the stomach than have this! I’ve tried walking, which does ease it a bit, and lying flat, which similarly eases the tension a little.
I’d hoped this would force me to sit up straight, but unfortunately I get extremely stiff, and when I then move I find the pain swiftly returns with vengeance.
Oddly, the cause is unknown. Even more peculiarly, one flatmate claimed to have back pain a bit earlier in the week, another claims a bit at present and a uni mate claims to have got a bit today. I seem to be worst hit but haven’t the faintest clue whats causing it. Something contagious anyway, or google yields some results which point to inflammation of the stomach or peptic ulcers or something [well I'm pretty sure its not from some physical injury or pregnancy!].
The only possible physical causes I can think of are my bed (which I slept on all last term fine), or an after-effect of chopping wood for over an hour a day when I was home over the holidays, but it did come a good few days after I got back here.
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I once was a stranger to grace and to God,
I knew not my danger, and felt not my load;
Though friends spoke in rapture of Christ on the tree,
Jehovah Tsidkenu was nothing to me.
I oft read with pleasure, to sooth or engage,
Isaiah’s wild measure and John’s simple page;
But e’en when they pictured the blood sprinkled tree
Jehovah Tsidkenu seemed nothing to me.
Like tears from the daughters of Zion that roll,
I wept when the waters went over His soul;
Yet thought not that my sins had nailed to the tree
Jehovah Tsidkenu—’twas nothing to me.
When free grace awoke me, by light from on high,
Then legal fears shook me, I trembled to die;
No refuge, no safety in self could I see—
Jehovah Tsidkenu my Saviour must be.
My terrors all vanished before the sweet name;
My guilty fears banished, with boldness I came
To drink at the fountain, life giving and free—
Jehovah Tsidkenu is all things to me.
Jehovah Tsidkenu! my treasure and boast,
Jehovah Tsidkenu! I ne’er can be lost;
In thee I shall conquer by flood and by field,
My cable, my anchor, my breast-plate and shield!
Even treading the valley, the shadow of death,
This “watchword” shall rally my faltering breath;
For while from life’s fever my God sets me free,
Jehovah Tsidkenu, my death song shall be.