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Jesus the Name high over all, In hell or earth or sky, Angels and men before it fall, And devils fear and fly
Jesus the Name to sinners dear, The Name to sinners given, It scatters all their guilty fear, It turns their hell to heaven
Jesus the prisoner's fetters breaks, And bruises Satan's head, Power into strengthless souls it speaks, And life into the dead
Happy if with my latest breath, I might but gasp His name, Preach Him to all and cry in death, Behold, Behold the Lamb
Oh that the world might taste and see, The riches of His grace, The arms of love that compass me, Would all mankind embrace?
His only rightousness I show, His saving grace proclaim, Tis all my business here below, To cry Behold the Lamb


Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not love, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not love, I am nothing.
And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not love, it profits me nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perserveres. Love never fails.


King of glory soul of bliss, Everlasting life is this, Thee to know Thy power to prove, Thus to sing and thus to prove


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last updated 25 April 2005

Here are photos from the weddings:

Nicky and Torben's wedding was on Saturday 22 November 2003 in Guildford. It was done in a mixture of Danish and British style. I was 20-30 minutes late because I went to a mens breakfast at Nene Family Church in Peterborough in the morning and the conversation was too absorbing: It was an Anglican church right in the middle of Guildford. We were up in the reception area and we could see the main roundabout in Guildford. It would be a great place to pray for the city as you faced all the busy traffic in the main area. I met Torben at University, he was a computing student. There was only two of us from University.

The car broke down on the way back. It is British and I should have taken my Japanese Nissan Micra as it never breaks down.

I really enjoy weddings. I actually prefer them to going on holiday for a week. I enjoy meeting new people:

Chedzy and Hanna's wedding was 29 May 2004 at Oundle Church and then at Oundle School:

It was really cool, we all knew each other (mainly). You can see them in the top left hand corner on the table. I was speaking to Trish, I play Risk with her husband Steve. They both go to Peterborough Community Church and used to go to Wellspring.

Mark and Gabi got married on 12 June 2004. I have known Mark since I was three years old (and he was 10). He has been living in Romania for years and I keep in contact via email and when he comes back to the UK I do visit him and we normally go for a three hour walk by the canals near Chorley Wood (J18 on M25). He got married in Chenies at one of the oldest Baptist Chapels in the country, it was made in the 1700's. Here we see the Union and Romanian flag above the entrance.

The service was focused on Jesus and they went out to 'Praise my soul the King of heaven'

The chapel is excellent, we were all facing each other as we sang hymns to Jesus. I was an usher so met everyone as they came in, I enjoyed that so much.

I mentioned that I used to live next door and one of the elderly ladies remembered us.

It was next door to where I used to live:

My favourite part of the wedding was the vows. It was done in a Romanian style (and Romanian language aswell) where they had a scroll that they gave the other person. Mark wrote a song about Jesus and we all sang it.

Here I met some 'Macs' from Stornaway in the Isle of Lewis. There is a strong christian presence in the Outer Hebrides, it is a very pro-life area of the UK. The chap second from right was a school headmaster and taught the children creation science when he had the opportunity. Gabi is Romanian and I was concerned that all the people there would be Mark's friends, so was pleased that these guys were Gabi's friends. They took aid from the Outer Hebrides to Romania.

One of them has a website it is called Apples of Gold

It is encouragement for christians and includes photo's from the Outer Hebrides

I sat next to the photographer and he lent me his 300mm lens so I could zoom up on things. I took as many photos as I could to see if it was worth getting - yes.

This was at Mark and Gabi's wedding on 12 June 2004.

This is Allister and Karen's wedding, they met in April 2003. I met Allister in January 2003 when I was looking for a church in the Ortons. He came round my house to tell me about Karen in April 2003. My favourite part was the vows. It was on Saturday 3 July 2004. The only downside was that it was only 4 hours long! It takes a few hours to pluck up the courage to talk to people you don't know. I managed to talk to someone who went to one of Allister's cores in London. This is Daniel who was telling me about all the different 'tribes' on the way to the wedding (townies, goths etc.), this is information that only a 14 year old would know so it was good to attain this knowledge.

On the coach on the way down to London. My parents went to the wedding and I thought they would be late but they got there before us. I did text them to remind them to leave and they texted me back to say that they were already on the M25! I normally feel bad about being late but as we were in a coach and we were all late it was not a problem.

We sang, "Oh God of Burning Cleansing Flame". The pastor Wolfi asked them if they were both saved and explained that they had both been divorced before. Apparently in South Africa they are very laid back about weddings and you can send the invites a few weeks before the wedding! I ideally need a few months notice to book a Saturday off! I have heard Wolfi more times on CD than in real life so it was a bit like hearing Ian Paisley preach.

It was only four hours long! Zoom in a bit, can't zoom in enough. This is where a 300mm lens comes in handy (or I could have walked closer:-), but that would draw attention to myself.

exchanging rings. Bridesmaid is Karen's sister Sharon, talked about her pro-life activities, was going to talk to her friend Linda as I have listened to her talk about the unborn on CD but I got distracted. I am so glad that there are people trying to persuade women not to do the unthinkable. Most positive person I have talked to about the issue.

I have to take this picture very quickly, I think that is why it is blurry. Or it may be that I need to put on manual focus and adjust it quickly. Sam is following. Sam and Helena came back on the coach with me to Peterborough and then we walked to my house, had a drink, played with the rabbit and then the three of us went in the BSM Corsa to IKEA in Nottingham where we met their mum.

'Riches I need not, nor mans empty praise', we sang 'Be thou my vision' This is when we all go and shake the couples hands after the service. Sam and Helena had lavender to throw on them, it is not as annoying as confeti - but we did manage to do our duty on Allister, when we did his car later on. I sent him an email to say that he may forget his shaving foam so I 'left' some in the car 'to hand'. I did not get round to the tin cans and string.

My parents were invited. Allister and Karen came round for dinner a few months back when I had Karl and Vicky round and we piled round to my parents after the meal and crammed into their living room.

Ken - helped me 'decorate' Allister and Karen's car. He also crammed confetti into the air vents.

Greta

I feel a verse from Deuteronomy is coming into my mind.....

I like taking photos when people are not looking directly at the camera

This is with Karen's parents, he plays the church organ. He was telling me about the 'ghost towns' in South Africa where people move out of an area for economic reasons and you will get a village of 12 houses where no one lives anymore.