<?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-25299819</id><updated>2011-12-13T21:59:42.330-06:00</updated><category term='Victor Davis Movie Release'/><title type='text'>Simon M Weresch</title><subtitle type='html'>The Life and Times of an emerging youth leader engaged in relational ministry.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-4294472916563076917</id><published>2007-05-24T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T11:53:50.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I am surviving and thriving at my new position here at Whites Road Pentecostal Church.  I survived the youth weekend and convention as well as my very first sermon to an adult audience.  I did not get stoned so I am guessing that is a good sign.  Thanks to all who are keeping me up to date, via all the e-mails and texts stating I should come back to Edmonton.  I love you all!  New Bloggs to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on e-mailing me.&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-4294472916563076917?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/4294472916563076917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=4294472916563076917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/4294472916563076917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/4294472916563076917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2007/05/well-i-am-surviving-and-thriving-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-7041731625533362205</id><published>2007-05-16T10:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T10:46:45.437-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made it to Ontario while driving 23 hours straight.  My journey on my first leg took 2 cups of coffee, 11 cans of diet coke, 1 Red Bull, and a heck of a lot of pit stops to go tinkle.  Upon reaching Saskatchewan I managed to obliterate a Kyote at mach 1 or to the laymen 130km/hr.  My trip accross country was definately a memorable yet sad event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, I left Millwoods Youth on Tuesday night with mixed feelings.  Excited to be starting my ministry that God has layed out, yet, greatly filled with sorrow at the many youth, leaders, and parents that have come such a close part of my life in the past two years.  Surprisingly, I felt more at home during the two weeks at Millwoods then my past church experiences.  The memories, laughs, good times, and God times, will definately accompany me into my ministry.  With a myriad of memories it is all brought together in a mosaic to create the person I am today.  THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news....&lt;br /&gt;I GRADUATED.... Yes, it's official.  I got my diploma and am excited to embark as a graduate.  It has been my first 3 days at my new church and already I have discovered that although Bible College was great, it does not come close to preparing or painting an accurate picture of what full time ministry is really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days, in my new appartement, has been great to connect with God.  Theres no distractions of school, tv, phone, annowing room mates (j/k) - not really, and school work.  Since work at the church has not yet picked up, it is great to start it off on the right foot.  In a town where I know virtually no one and am 30 minutes away from Jacquie and 1.5 hours away from any of my friends, it is hard, yet surprisingly peacefull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAY FOR ME&lt;br /&gt;I am speaking the next two Sundays and humbly ask for your prayers that my own inadequicies would be made full in the light of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-7041731625533362205?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/7041731625533362205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=7041731625533362205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/7041731625533362205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/7041731625533362205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-made-it-to-ontario-while-driving-23.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-8470105844246529752</id><published>2007-05-06T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T18:28:33.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, once again it has been to long since my last post and a lot has changed.  I graduated from Bible College (I hope), I have yet to see my marks, yet from the vibe I'm getting it seems promising.  Those who have talked to me durring the last 3 weeks of school no that I was a tightly wound leaf spring in the back of a ford ranger driving on some insainely large ruts (metaphorically speaking).  Althought the ford truck (school) has metaphorically exploded and conked out, my life (the leaf spring) remains in tact.  Ok so I am retarded and the stress is being droped.  Furthermore, my trip to California was much deserved and although was fun, much to busy.  I had a great time at my cousins wedding and also a awsome time of hanging out with my friend Jordan (also a groomsman) at my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also accepted a position at a church in Harriston Ontario, "Whites Road Community Church," which I am very excited about.  Jacquie and I found a great apartment in Listowel, a neighboring town and are anxious to settle in soon after our June 23rd wedding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with tremendous sadness I leave my home for the past two years here in Edmonton and at Millwoods church.  My heart is heavy and full of the many memories, friends, and times with the youth I have experienced there.  I will miss you all greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at work for my last shift today, and well, should get back to work, however, please keep me accountable to update this blog regularly with your hounding posts/invited comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-8470105844246529752?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/8470105844246529752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=8470105844246529752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/8470105844246529752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/8470105844246529752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2007/05/well-once-again-it-has-been-to-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-7918377109812141331</id><published>2007-02-20T00:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T01:00:08.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW, its been to long.&lt;br /&gt;A lot has been happening in my little part of the world, the tundra of the North (Edmonton).  Since you all read last, I have passed one of the hardest classes in my college, "Church History III" - a miracle in itself, had several youth pastor job interviews, and been totally depending on God to carry me through this rocky time of missing my fiance (Although I dont like to show it).  The interviews have gone well and your thoughts and prayers as to the direction of God's leading is much appretiated.  The wedding is drawing closer and suddenly I am coming to the realization that it is coming sooner than later.  Anyway I am working a night shift now and my thoughts are jumbled so I will leave you with a hearty...&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-7918377109812141331?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/7918377109812141331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=7918377109812141331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/7918377109812141331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/7918377109812141331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2007/02/wow-its-been-to-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-5655673748364234273</id><published>2007-01-29T21:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:23:05.851-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victor Davis Movie Release'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HhK9MrpJrII/Rb67PcHQxfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yeyhDMGeynw/s1600-h/vic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025660108111136242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HhK9MrpJrII/Rb67PcHQxfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yeyhDMGeynw/s320/vic.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I appologize for the timely delay in updating yet again. I am starting to see this blogging thing more as a curse then a blessing however I always enjoy the task of posting ads for people especially even more so, my darling wife to be. I am honored to be dating a great gal like Jacquie and blessed to be apart of her family. That being said, Jacquie's uncle was a Olympian Swimmer and thus a movie in his memory documenting his life and victories is being relased.  PLEASE watch, "Victor, His Name, His Mission" on CBC March 26 at 8 p.m.  (Check local Edmonton Listings)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks all, if you want more info dont hesitate to talk or drop me a line.  WATCH THE MOVIE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. - Life this weak is peachy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simon Out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-5655673748364234273?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/5655673748364234273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=5655673748364234273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/5655673748364234273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/5655673748364234273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey-everyone-i-appologize-for-timely.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HhK9MrpJrII/Rb67PcHQxfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yeyhDMGeynw/s72-c/vic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-116977945375600552</id><published>2007-01-25T20:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:44:13.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jaquie has now left the province to sort out some more wedding stuff back home, secure a job, and get some general stuff in order for our prospective aquisition of a house in Guelph Ont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at work now and was thankfully was able to almost nail down and complete an assignment due by the end of the month for the completion of my Church History III class. &lt;br /&gt;PRAY I MAKE THE DEADLINE!!!  I have 2 more large essay's to write.  My research assistant Jacquie was able to sumerize one book for me and I have started the other book.  I will keep you posted as to what happens.  Prayers Welcome.  Desperation setting in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-116977945375600552?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/116977945375600552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=116977945375600552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116977945375600552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116977945375600552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2007/01/jaquie-has-now-left-province-to-sort.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-116796997489174631</id><published>2007-01-04T21:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T22:06:14.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great Day!&lt;br /&gt;Today Jacquie and I had a great day doing our gift registry at Sears.  It was like an imaginary shoping spree with imaginary money and with imaginary gifts to take home.  I had the fun, yet challenging task of operating the "gun," the tool used to swipe the product code thingies.  Never the less it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Jacquie is mildly stressed concering finances, yet my re-assuring, I can only hope helps.  On the up swing of that note, we did realize that the we qualify for a mortgage beyond what our dream house costs.  This brought joy, yet a sense of final number crunching in order.  Tomorow we will shop arround for mortgages. &lt;br /&gt;Dancing yesterday was really fun actually.  Ha ha!  I had a great time fling Jacqcie arround the dance floor errr.... dancing with Jacquie, and adding my typical humourus upbeat tone on the whole situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note:&lt;br /&gt;Pray, pray that Jacquie and I will have consistant and supportive jobs.  We need and are counting on both of us gaining perminant full time employment to secure a future, a future that would seek our dream, dream of becoming home owners come to life.  This comes about while we are looking at mortgages, and on the upside, a mortgage is do-able, if we both are working. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all of my faithful readers and those who comment Gods clarity in vission and receptiveness in hearing his voice.&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-116796997489174631?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/116796997489174631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=116796997489174631' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116796997489174631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116796997489174631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2007/01/great-day-today-jacquie-and-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-116786463905597675</id><published>2007-01-03T16:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T23:08:48.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some families enjoy outings, bowling, and even boardgames. My family or a member of my family, my mother (whom I love dearly), has been addicted, and yes it is an addiction, to dancing (ballroom, foxtrot, and other forms). Jacquie and I started this addiction by suggesting we take dancing dancing lessons so we dont look like we are having a seizure together in the dance floor at our wedding. My mother, reluctant to approve and get started, has rocketed into her addiction of dancing and taking lessons at a studio in town. My mother has taken it upon her self as the dictator (much like Stalyn; if he too enjoyed dancing) to arrange a nite of dance lessons as a group for Jacquie, my brother, sister-in-law, father, mother and myself. What fun, what dreadful fun. Will let you all know how that goes. My fear is that the next time I see my mother dance, she will be wearing a number on the back and featured in dancing with the stars or even worse, "so you think you can dance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats all the excitment for now.&lt;br /&gt;AM I WRONG TO THINK NEGATIVELY ABOUT THIS??&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-116786463905597675?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/116786463905597675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=116786463905597675' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116786463905597675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116786463905597675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2007/01/some-families-enjoy-outings-bowling.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-116776293901296580</id><published>2007-01-02T12:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T12:36:02.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ONE MORE THING (for today!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt compelled to share a huge influence in my music taste that may be worth checking out.  I am hugely in love with The Fray.  I got hooked on one of their songs inparticular, "How to save a life."  The lyrics are so interesting and even though its a secular song, it speaks directly into my life, my experiences, and in a way my career path.  Its just what I do, what we all should do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see the music video: &lt;a href="http://video.sympatico.msn.com/v/en-ca/v.htm"&gt;http://video.sympatico.msn.com/v/en-ca/v.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Search for "The Fray"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-116776293901296580?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/116776293901296580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=116776293901296580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116776293901296580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116776293901296580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-more-thing-for-today-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-116776047153508091</id><published>2007-01-02T11:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T11:54:34.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I request to speak about my summer exoeriences has been recieved.  Since I am a easy going fun guy I decided to honor this request and talk about Youth Camp 2006, this past summer. (On a side note, I am using this to get into the spirit of blogging for this new year in the hopes my disloyal blog readers will unite again and comment). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past summer at youth camp was incredable; not only to be involved with this ministry with my true love, Jacquie, but to see her, her passions, and faith, being expressed.  It truely was a faith builder for the both of us, engaging in youth ministry together was awsome.  Jacquie and I really had a great time interacting and being very imature with the kids.  Jacquie's teaching side had to be squashed by my imaturity several times.  We got to know the kids and made connections. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special shout out to Joel in Toronto; who may or may not have told me to write about him, was his usual funny self.  He reminds me a lot of me growing up and even now today.  I can garentee that he is at the same imaturity level as me (or vise-versa).  I am not sure if I should be bragging about that but, nevertheless, it was a great experience as a whole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-116776047153508091?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/116776047153508091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=116776047153508091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116776047153508091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116776047153508091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-request-to-speak-about-my-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-116771024200248252</id><published>2007-01-01T21:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T21:57:22.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I could not leave my post without venting some struggles, struggles that are stealing my joy in a way.  How wrong it is, I know, however, I believe this is a part of every believers life.  I personally struggling over God's call.  I know I am called into full time ministry, yet fail to see where it will lead.  I know, so often we want to know details, however, as of now, I am in desperate need of so called details to plan my life with Jacquie, plan where to live, plan how to live.  Financial burdens are crushing our hopes, dreams, and goals for the direct future.  I know I need to give this all to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"Lord, Help me to trust in you, trust in you completely, and blindly.  Help me to understand your direction, calling, and discern the quiet whispers of your voice.  Lord, in this time of great change, enable me to have great faith, faith to through up my hands and give, my debt, my wife's debt, our future home, my future job, the city we are to live in, the place we are to call home; Lord, take it all and intricately weave it into a tapestry that will enable us to be amzed, utterly amazed at your provision."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-116771024200248252?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/116771024200248252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=116771024200248252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116771024200248252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116771024200248252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-guess-i-could-not-leave-my-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-116770960291883186</id><published>2007-01-01T21:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T21:46:42.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't hardly believe it is 2007 already.  Time has flown by and left me in a tail spin.  Jacquie and I spent the last reamaining hours of 2006 playing a game of Cranium with my brother and sister-in-law, and a pile of seniour citizens.  It was very fun being paired up with my brother and in fearce competition with my lovely wife to be and sister in law.  Needless to say, the girls cheated themselves to victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacquie and I drove back from London (Ontario), from my sister-in-law's mom's house and arrived at a dinner party that Jacquie's grandmother, Gran's, threw at her house.  It was a delightful dinner filled with lots of gorging and chit-chatter amongst all.  It was great to see Jacquies fam again.  I also was able to see Victor Davis Gold and two Silver medals from the 1984 Olympics in L.A. (Victor Davis is a relative of my Jacquie - Olympic Blood, who'd a thought).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-116770960291883186?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/116770960291883186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=116770960291883186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116770960291883186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116770960291883186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-i-cant-hardly-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-116754615652610083</id><published>2006-12-31T00:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T00:22:36.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its funny how a kids dreams can be squashed by a parents lack of Faith, faith in all that which they have instilled in their kids.&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-116754615652610083?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/116754615652610083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=116754615652610083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116754615652610083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116754615652610083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-funny-how-kids-dreams-can-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-116714837779242975</id><published>2006-12-26T09:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T09:52:57.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas has passed with a great time of reflection.  It was great to spend a low key, laid back Christmas with the family.  We opend our gifts early on the 23rd and just had a great time taking in thoughtful, planned, and normal presents that ment the world to me.  I got a beutifull leather jacked from my true love and in return got her a nice diamond pendent.  I also got some much needed snowboard goggles (Oakleys).  But above all the pressents, I was just blessed to have a Christmas where we could all reflect on the one true gift at Christmas, Christ.  So often I find our family flying through the holiday with planing, parties, decorating, church service, after church service, and it is all to easy to pass the holiday by without giving much thought to Christ.  So this Christmas as my mom puts it "the best Christmas Ever," is the sentement shared by myself too. &lt;br /&gt;Too all  my Edmonton friends that are like family in so many ways, I missed you and thought of your greatly too.  I love you all, cant wait to see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-116714837779242975?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/116714837779242975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=116714837779242975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116714837779242975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116714837779242975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-has-passed-with-great-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-116641347236357169</id><published>2006-12-17T21:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T21:44:32.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GREETINGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...and to all a Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, its been an insaine amount of time since my last post and in no way is that atest to my laziness, well...maybe kinda.  I have been disgustingly busy with my eight course load this semester and made it through my exams with minimal casualties.  Tomorrw is the day I fly back.  I can't believe how the time has passed.  I am really excited to see my beutifull fiance and family.  Lookforward to eating lots, blogging often, and sleep excesively.  Will keep you up-dated.  I have to complete a Church History 3 class over the break so your thoughts and prayers are greatly appreatiated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless All.&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-116641347236357169?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/116641347236357169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=116641347236357169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116641347236357169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116641347236357169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/12/greetings.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-116111473541194970</id><published>2006-10-17T14:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T14:52:15.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a confession to make... Bible College this year, this sesester, is way more work then I ever could have dreamed.  Feelings of being overwhelmed are only vanquished by the thoughts of youth nights, imaturity, retreats, washing my car, and the thought of going to Seatle this weekend for a Seatle Sea Hawks came.  That is NFL football for those who, like me, where blinded to the ways of Football untill I met Jaquie, her family and also Jarren; who ironically has been mistaken for something a bit more than just my friend (...in Vancouver).  Thats a whole other story.  My mind is wandering faster then Lucas Lehman quoting sceens from the office.  However, I must go, since it is that time of year where I get my car washed for the 14 time.  It is mildly therapeutic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-116111473541194970?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/116111473541194970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=116111473541194970' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116111473541194970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116111473541194970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-have-confession-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-116007380736015458</id><published>2006-10-05T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T13:43:27.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greetings;&lt;br /&gt;WOW, procrastination is a very scary thing.  It seems the summer has sailed by and to those reading my accounts of summer I think you can understand that my summer was substantially busier then the rest of the year.  So much for relaxing.  This summer I worked for my Uncles Insurance Restoration company and continued to work at Bethel Gospel Tabernacle with their youth group.  Wedding plan is almost officially complete and as we both anticipate the "Big day" we find ourselves in different projects once again.  Yes, I am back in Edmonton finishing off my last year at Bible College.  Although we are not sure which province will have the privlidge of calling home for us, we can only say that wherever we end up there sure will be friends and fam to cook us free meals and offer us hand me down furnitur (The pastoral life...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has started and although I am only in the second month I am already struggling to stay on top of assignments.  We will find out before the weekend is out if I have made some deadlines or bit it hard.  Anyway, I am sure that this entry will be the first of many during this new school year.&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-116007380736015458?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/116007380736015458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=116007380736015458' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116007380736015458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/116007380736015458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/10/greetings-wow-procrastination-is-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-115223522619051607</id><published>2006-07-06T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T20:20:26.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miracle upon miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it turns out that I was offered my origional job that I left in the summer to go back home for was offered to me again upon my return to Edmonton.  The put me on leave for the shear amount of time I was leaving for and restructure purposes with the agency.  The only difference is I got the first pick of placement, $5.00/hr. more then before, more benefits, more flexability, and a management position.  Praise God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo... just thought I would let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-115223522619051607?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/115223522619051607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=115223522619051607' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/115223522619051607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/115223522619051607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/07/miracle-upon-miracles.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-115206881181669324</id><published>2006-07-04T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T22:06:51.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Short Update:&lt;br /&gt;Jordan and I had a fantastic time.  It was just incredable to share things we are passionate about with each other.  To top the whole day off, we spent several hours Sea Do"ing" and such in rather turbulant waters.  Anyway, just wanted to share what a great time I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am heading off to a Kids Camp next week, pray and wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future Topics!&lt;br /&gt;Also things to come this week: Canada Recap -Immigration Issues ( A Downward Spiral)&lt;br /&gt;Kids Camp Survival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-115206881181669324?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/115206881181669324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=115206881181669324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/115206881181669324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/115206881181669324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/07/short-update-jordan-and-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-115190406852557126</id><published>2006-07-03T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T00:21:08.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was incredable.  After getting emersed in insain traffic on my way to Jordons cottage in Wasaga Beach just outside of Barrie, I finally stumbled accross my buddies cabin (after a few detours and scenic tours too).  Situated right on the river, Jordan and I spent a great deal of time catching up on our lifes in different countries (He's from California) and it was just great.  Like old friends re-uniting, it was as if nothing had changed, yet everything had changed.  Jordon is a great friend whom I am probubly the most open and real to.  He holds me accountable and honestly keeps things real.  Everyone should have a close friend like Jordon.  The seperation between countries, has been brought closer through our "catch up" and was solidified with our insaino jetski ride.  Jordon took me on a ride from haties.  We scooted out into Georgion Bay catching some serious air on the waives.  Even though there is distance I do more crazy things with Jordon than some of my very close friends here in Canada.  I am looking forward to having him in my wedding as a groomsman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-115190406852557126?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/115190406852557126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=115190406852557126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/115190406852557126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/115190406852557126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-was-incredable.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-115181053817821679</id><published>2006-07-01T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T20:08:38.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greetings and Happy Canada Day!&lt;br /&gt;What a glorious Canada Day it was. My brother and I droped Katie (My brothers wife) and Jacquie (my wife to be) off in London Ontario to get picked up to travel to Detroit airport then fly out to Florida. Sounds like the amazing race I know, however, they will be gone for 2 weeks. My fears is that I will have to declare bankruptcy upon their return when their shopping bills come in. Why anyone needs more than 5 pairs of simply sandles along on this trip is beyond me. Come to think of it why some people need more than 2 pairs of footwear is beyond me. The life of a woman I guess. Well all I can say is that upon our marriage their will be a new financial officer in town that is for sure (Me).&lt;br /&gt;Upon dropping the girls off, we continued to proceed up to our cottage for the weekend just my brother and I. It was a great time of video games and brotherly bonding yet short lived. My long time friend and groomsmen from California flew in to town on a short visit so I felt it neccessary to cut short our weekend bonding to see this good chum. I will be off to see him at his cottage tomorow so wish me luck on finding the place. I will be sure to update more frequently. Keep me accountable all you faithful blogger readers.&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-115181053817821679?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/115181053817821679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=115181053817821679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/115181053817821679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/115181053817821679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/07/greetings-and-happy-canada-day-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-115085967034471916</id><published>2006-06-20T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T22:14:30.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is funny how the very act of searching for the perfect denomination, or the one that best fits us, can superseed the act of finding relationship in Christ.  Recently this issues has come up and I have formulated strong and bold opinions on this issue.  My conculsions are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;1)There is no "perfect denomination" You will NEVER find the magical ONE denomination in which you will agree with EVERY view point or fundamental statments of faith.&lt;br /&gt;2)The more you search, the more your disheartend spirit is likely to become callous&lt;br /&gt;3)The very act of searching (when your in the transitional phase) negates the aspect of comunity within a Christ centred relationship (Some are always searching). &lt;br /&gt;4)Church hopping is useless to the Kingdom, to Christ, to the body, and to being a spirit filled individual&lt;br /&gt;5)We are called to be in comunity not it constant transition, we are subsequently called to be followers of Christ and not of the rules and view points of other Christians or men of the church, yet they may be important, Gods word is to be central&lt;br /&gt;6)Discontentment is a choice not a state of mind&lt;br /&gt;7)Complacency is birthed from lack of comitment which is the father of church hopping&lt;br /&gt;8)Perfection is not of this world.  No church is perfect.  The very essence of church is tainted by human interference.  Without humans it would not be a body, with out a body what would be the crux of Christianity, what would it be for.  God works when we are imperfect, He enters are church to bring light to a disheartend ununified body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-115085967034471916?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/115085967034471916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=115085967034471916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/115085967034471916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/115085967034471916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-is-funny-how-very-act-of-searching.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-115074725836620416</id><published>2006-06-19T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T15:00:58.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a glorious surprise I had when upon arriving to work, my gracious uncle offered me the day off, due to a slow down of work this upcoming week.  I happily agreed and proceeded back home into my nice comfy bed.  Sleeping an additional 2 hours, I arose at 10:30 a.m. with nothing to do.  What a glorious feelig, the feeling of nothing to do.  I proceeded to do some cleaning for my mom.  We have the fort nox of food cabinets in the garage so I cleaned a good chunk of cabenits, taking all the food out, cleaning and putting back.  Teediously this got boring after the forth cabinet.  I took the remaining afternoon to watch tv, mail postcards to some of you alberta friends, and drive to get lunch.  How fantastic is it to do nothing. Yesterday I had a incredable time making home made sushi at my brothers, with my cousin Justin and brother and sister in law.  My engagement party is this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note.  I have been overcome by just a feeling of devestation at the upcoming pride week.  The lack of morals devestating and penetrating our culture and even some churches is heart breaking.  The shifting morals of biblical truths and commands is devestating even among fellow Christians.  Exceptions to Gods commands are being made within fiath based circles and the idea of tollerances is being transformed into unconditional acceptance.  The acceptance that comes from allowing biblical foundations to slide.  Yes it is vital we unconditionally accept people into the Christian churches, but we ought not to unconditionally accept every concept, idea, thought, lifestyle, or sin that subsequently knocks on our church.  I hope one can understand this idea I am trying to get accross.  The idea of accepting the sinner and rejecting the sin.  The beauty of Christ is that He meets us where we are in our sin, but having a tangible relationship forces us to leave the sin behind as we walk the road of faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my thoughts and ideas are not completely out to lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-115074725836620416?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/115074725836620416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=115074725836620416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/115074725836620416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/115074725836620416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-glorious-surprise-i-had-when-upon.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-115017340050054972</id><published>2006-06-12T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T23:36:40.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well it certainly has been way to long since I have written.  Alot has happend including my birthday and my brothers birthday.  I am the big 23 which is mildly scary since I feel the maturity level of a 14 year old kid.  I have been working lots and the whether has been tollerable.  At work we have been working at the Chairmen of the Royal Bank of Canada's house which flooded.  Its been really cool and insain to see all the money he has.  It would be a nice life but I would not trade my friends, family, or experiences for it one bit. &lt;br /&gt;This week I have started to get back involved in our youth group at my church, however, the leaders are facing much adversity and challanges since there still is a lack of a youth pastor (since Jan).  However, my return has generated some significant excitment among the youth and the leaders so I am really pumped to be apart of it again. &lt;br /&gt;Continue to pray for my money situation and that it is spent wisely.  I am not struggling, but just find myself senslessly spending when debts should have priority.  I hope all my Edmonton groupies are doing well and be it known that I miss Edmonton Horribly and cant wait to return.&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-115017340050054972?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/115017340050054972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=115017340050054972' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/115017340050054972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/115017340050054972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/06/well-it-certainly-has-been-way-to-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114904798366536055</id><published>2006-05-30T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T22:59:43.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it is my Birthday tomorow (actually in like in less then 18 minutes) and to be honest I had a hard time remeber what I was turning.  It is kinda a freaky thought when that happens.   I am very happy and excited none the less since this makes me just one more year closer to my retirement.  Just kidding, I am excited at yet scared, since I realize every year a bit more clearly how higher my age is getting and how lower my maturity is heading.&lt;br /&gt;It is sweltering here.  30+ celcious and the humidity is not helping anything.  Working in this weather is imposible.  Thankfully my car is pumping out brain freezing air conditioning.  I am missing edmonton the more smog alerts come over the air waves.  If I dont leave the summer without a cancerous growth I will be in good standings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding planning and dance lessons are going very well.  Excitment building and the countdown is starting unofficially.  The costs are all worked out and my stress level is easing.  I am really excited at the ministry oppurtunities this coming summer and cant wait to head back to Edmonton at the end of the summer.  I guess I am not writing to much on issues or real concerns... are there any suggestions?  I am not sure if I am blogging in the right manner.  Do I present controversial findings?  Do I state the obvious, rant, or complain; or perhaps simply "dear diary" it up?  Let me know for next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114904798366536055?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114904798366536055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114904798366536055' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114904798366536055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114904798366536055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/05/well-it-is-my-birthday-tomorow.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114895852916418677</id><published>2006-05-29T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T22:08:49.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Niagra Falls was quite the expieriance!  I had the brilliant idea of bringing the smart car, since it was the romantic place where I propsed.  We get down to the falls and drive through the touristy areas.  All of a sudden, Jacquie tugs at my sleave and states, "everyone is watching" followed by, "that guy is video taping me!"  It appears our nieghbors to the south are unfamiliar with this vehicle.  Stopping at traffic lights, many would come up and ask us questions and give comments.  It was very interesting to say the least.  We went on the made of the mist and had an enjoyable and wet time.  It was increable.  The afternoon was concluded by a nice cat nap in the shade.  Jacquie and I also managed to take pictures of us with the timer on her digital camera since both of use were scared to ask strangers to snap a shot.  I had vissions of these compleat strangers running off with her camera.  I chuckle at the thought of what we must have looked like.  Jacquie standing in her pose as I race from proping the camera up on a rock to stand beside her.  Oh the memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on top of a smog alert was the hottest day.  A whopping 30+  I could almost feel the flesh peel off my body.  Fortunately the only thing that kept me sain was the fact my air conditioning kept giving me a massive brain freeze (blowing at my face).  I got to bring my own car to varrious jobs and felt sorry for my buddy matt as he had to sand blast in the heat while cruising in a work fan that was a toaster oven on wheels.  I am just spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a cooler tomorow;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114895852916418677?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114895852916418677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114895852916418677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114895852916418677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114895852916418677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/05/niagra-falls-was-quite-expieriance-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114879415951262342</id><published>2006-05-28T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T00:29:19.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello again friends;&lt;br /&gt;Just to clarify and re-cap:  I appologize if I did not articulate myself well earlier.  Just for the record the recently acquired gun is not something I take lightly.  I doubt it will ever enter my residence.  I currently have it at our farm for safe keeping and contrarty to some reports, I am not a gun toting pastor.  I look at it as a right of passage and protection for the end days (ok the last end days thing was a total joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was a glorious Saturday.  I traveled up to the church camp today to clean out our (my brother and mine) cottage.  It felt good to do some much needing clean up and prepair it for a summer of ministry as I will be there for for a kids camp and youth camp.  I mowed grass, cleaned siding, dusted, vacumed, cleaned the bathroom, mirrors, and windows, washed the walls, and got the pesky spots off the carpet.  Jacquie will be happy to know I am totally domesticated.  I went out by myself which was nice just for some quite time and reflection on some issues and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorow afternoon Jacquie and I will be venturing out to Niagra Falls to celebrate our 1 year (belated) dating aneversary as of April 26 (i think).  Her desire is to go on Maid of the Mist so I am praying that things will work out for us and that the maid of the mist does not get sucked into the falls preventing us from riding it.  I think she has high expectations and I just hope I can fill them.  I got my hiking/walking shoes all set and mentally set to get in high gear.  We are taking out the Smart Car (the place where I proposed) because of sentamental reasons (and the cheap gas) lol.  I just want to show her how much she means to me and how much she not only completes me but my ministry also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wish me luck, pray, and God Bless you all.  Just for the record the wedding is mostly all planned and getting finalized.  If this does not bankcrupt me or my family we will be in good shape.  I regret have fancy taste, Jacquie is a great gal and she desirves this day.  I sometimes envy my brothers modest budget and subsequent taste, however, Jacquie has had this day planed from her third trimester in the whom so it is all I can do to make it happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114879415951262342?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114879415951262342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114879415951262342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114879415951262342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114879415951262342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-again-friends-just-to-clarify.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114800177526415629</id><published>2006-05-18T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T20:22:55.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Surprise!  I did not have to go to Toronto Island to work.  Apparently the 4 days of continual rain has caused some nice hefty insurance claims.  I was teamed up with my long time friend Matt Q, and had a great day.  Work was fun and seemed to fly by.  Who would of thought that sucking up fecal matter with a shop vac could seem like a fast job.  Nonetheless, my day was swell.  Joking and pranking like old times.  Alberta is still heavy on my heart.  With this recent oiler win I feel especially homesick and just wanting to be back in the city celebrating.  So I had my own little celebration today by purchasing a Edmonton Oiler bumper sticker.  My own little slice of Edmonton.  People on the street and at gas stations start talking to me because they see my Alberta license plate, now my oiler support should spark added conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind was racing with rage after work today for no apparent reason.  I needed shoes for my suit to go along with it for my friends wedding this Saturday.  The Moores stated that they could not place another order and I was out of luck for this week.  Furthermore I needed a hair cut.  I went to the haircut place (FIRST CHOICE) and walked in at 8:15 pm the nice people "hair dressers" sitting arround talking and drinking coffee said they were closeing shortly.  While noticing the sign on my way in I noticed it said they closed at 9:00 pm.  I inquired about this discrepency and found the anger sharks swimming in my head at their response, "We had a long day."  First Choice hair salons is now my LAST CHOICE!  We all have long days, I wish I could have thrown in the towel at the 3rd watter dammage where a soupy mess of smelly stew steamin in the basement covering the floor, but NO, I sucked it up got down and sucked up every last particle.  All in a days work.  Lets all go the extra mile.  I am just ranting and venting but bare with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in a days rant.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I love my new phone.  Thanks for sending me your phone numbers continue to do so!&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114800177526415629?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114800177526415629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114800177526415629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114800177526415629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114800177526415629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/05/surprise-i-did-not-have-to-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114792180365645120</id><published>2006-05-17T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T22:15:10.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its amazing how the small things can really ruin a day. Today the unthinkable happened. My faithful and loyal cell phone fell victem to an attack by my keys. Apparently at aproximatly 8:45 am while awaking from my slumber in the van while at work, I attempted to phone my fiance to give her my neck size for my shirt (that she is purchasing for an upcuming wedding), and a black sploch of death was in the veiwy thingy of my phone. I cant access my phone numbers or anything stored. So please, Simon requests the publics help in gathering his phone book list back. Please e-mail: &lt;a href="mailto:bandpromos@hotmail.com"&gt;bandpromos@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; for your numerical contribution (i.e. phone number)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, the rest of the day I spent wallowing and mourning the loss of this cherished member of my pocket family. On the upside I spent some cash and got a replacement. Jacquie and I have the same phone now and we are able to walie talkie eachother. We are now so hip and with it. All this is free no long distance. Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am sure tomorow I will write something more meaningful and deep.&lt;br /&gt;(My cell number is the same)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114792180365645120?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114792180365645120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114792180365645120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114792180365645120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114792180365645120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-amazing-how-small-things-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114774607504390936</id><published>2006-05-15T21:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:21:15.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is Monday... need I say more.  Today was another fun filled day at work on Toronto Island.  I found myself doing the neglected and dirty jobs everyone was pushing to a later day.  From polishing tarnished brass on door handles, to cleaning dishes; today was a humbling day.  I found myself taking on the roles nobody was willing to do out of lazyness and carlessness.  I also found myself in prayer, praise, and excitment upon the finializing the wedding preperations.  Missing Edmonton huge and the close friends I made.&lt;br /&gt;See you soon.&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114774607504390936?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114774607504390936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114774607504390936' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114774607504390936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114774607504390936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-is-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114766111854797952</id><published>2006-05-14T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T21:48:53.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Mothers Day! And what a great moms day it was. I found myself rushing arround at the last minute and buying a simply marvelous yet bank breaking bouquet of flowers and card. I was shopping for cards and found myself a little misty eyed pouring through the countless thanks for mothers. I think there is a good sermon in the mix out of this whole day.&lt;br /&gt;I humbly went with my mother to her own church. If anyone of you know me you will no something about this and why it would be mildly difficult. Never the less my mom and I had a great day. The evening was spent with Jacquie's mom and family at her place in Guelph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I went up North to my cottage for our anuall work weekend with all the family. We went big and buldozed a huge walking path and sweet trail through the woods and arround our property. My family tends to go overboard which is why we would not bother by hand or anything....that would just be foolish. I also was chose to inherit one of my uncles 22 caliber rifiles. I am guessing this is an honour but it truely is a weird feeling to be a youth pastor packing heat. I guess this gives a new meaning to convert...or else. Ok so the last part is a joke. The gun is something discussed with my future wife, and although she is not excited she is ok with this. It is more of a airlume thingy I guess. Your coments are appretiated and welcomed in this matter. Is it right? Is it wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to a stag for a good buddy Dan. His wedding is this weekend and I am really looking forward to it. We had a great time camping and for Dan, his last weekend of being single. I am happy for the guy and excited. God Bless you Dan as you start this road of marriage. Make sure to pave me a path for me to follow.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I have known Dan all his life and would like to think I was some how an insignificant person who helped Dan come out of his shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114766111854797952?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114766111854797952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114766111854797952' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114766111854797952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114766111854797952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-mothers-day-and-what-great-moms.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114741003522459773</id><published>2006-05-11T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:01:15.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cold play sums it up best when they sing"...everybody's changing and I dont know why..." It appears change occurs faster then I originally imagined. Hamilton is a different place then when I left which is only further beckoning me to the province of Alberta to reside. My heart and ministry is in Alberta yet my family is here.&lt;br /&gt;Today I worked for the uncle again. We continued to work on Toronto Centre Island at a boat club where we puttered arround and cleaned up after the construction workers all day. Not knowing entirely why we keep on getting sent out there is a mystery but hey, it is work, and work equals money (working for family equals good money). Jacquie and I are busy planning the wedding and I am overwhelmed at how extravagent this is turning out to be. She showed me the hall and the church, we met with the pastor, and saw where we are to get photos done. It is very impresive and I am anxiously awaiting the Big day. Jacquie and I have continued to discuss Edmonton possibilities. A rather large door is in the process of opening there for ministry there and I am anxiously awaiting God's leading and direction. If this ministry oppourtunity avails then Jacquie and I have agreed to make things work in Edmonton. Jacquie is being tested in her job as a special ed teacher and if nothing else God is burdening on her heart those less fortunate and those whom stem from very poor family backgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I continue to miss Alberta, my thoughts, prayers, and love are with all those whom have befreinded me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go to a stag party for my long time friend this weekend, however, we have had non-stop rain in whcih I am thinking going up to our cottage up North for the family work day is a better option. We will see. I will keep you updated on my summer ramblings and travels.&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114741003522459773?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114741003522459773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114741003522459773' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114741003522459773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114741003522459773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/05/cold-play-sums-it-up-best-when-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114723453463838191</id><published>2006-05-09T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T23:15:34.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After having much difficulty accessing my blog and the fact of depleating time, updating my blog has been falling behind.  I find my days working with the family ("Work" being a very lucrative term).  It's really been great to connect with some close friends I have at work like Matt as well as work alongside some of my unlces again.  Recently we have been on Toronto Island; a small island in Toronto containing a handfull of houses, small airport, and schools, at a yaht club.  The beauty of it all is there is virtually nothing to be done and the "waiting game" is being played between several other trades.  To make a long story short, I am getting paid to walk arround, look at boats, fool arround, and get caught up with old work friends.  Its been great.  Other than that I am working lots and coming to terms at the great changes of Hamilton life.  The church I had left here has changed dramatically.  The youth group is virtually non exisitant and still pastorless.  On the upside, I am looking forward to youth camp were numerous churchs will gather and youth will unite in all out crazyness.  In perperation for the camp ground season at the Church camp, we had the anual clean up day.  Josh (my brother), Justin (my cousin), and I spent over 5 hours of continuous raking of leaves.  Needless to say we wanted to clear cut the camp when we were finished.  Anyway I am off to sleep for a good day tomorow.  Will try to update more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114723453463838191?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114723453463838191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114723453463838191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114723453463838191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114723453463838191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/05/after-having-much-difficulty-accessing.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114676096148938716</id><published>2006-05-04T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T11:42:41.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I am finally home.  My exams all completed and the weight and pressure of school has been lifted by an industrial strength crane.  My trip home was fantastic.  I made it accross 2.5 provinces in 1 day.  I left with a fellow class mate on Sunday at 1:00 a.m. and we arrived in Ontario Sunday at 9:14 p.m.  What a drive.  My old man "Chrystler Sebring" cruised nicely accorss the Canadian landscape and after some close calls with the O.P.P. reduced my cruising speed of 140+km/hr to a more tollerable 120km/hr.  I coasted into the driveway of my parents home on Tuesday and took several days in Northern Ontario to visit family and our cottage.  It was swell and I enjoyed it greatly.  My parents were happy to see me and I am somewhat excited to start working for the family and my friend Matt this summer.  We will see how long the excitement lasts.  As much excitement there is for being in Ontario there is a part of me that is filled with mixed emotions and even some sorrow concerning leaving Alberta.  I made some really close connections and friends there in such a short amount of time.  I am in love with the landscape and the hospitality of Edmonton, Vanguard, and Millwoods Church. &lt;br /&gt;To all my Millwoods Peeps:  You guys are great and have left a lasting imprint on my life, ministry, and memories.  Thank you for your support and friendship.  Wow that kinda sounds a bit cheasy, but honestly I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on previous posts:&lt;br /&gt;Church Membership&lt;br /&gt;It seems that many on and off my blog are opinionated on this matter.  Here is my stance.  In being truthful and faithful to the promises I made to the pastor before leaving, I am holding my membership at my "old" church for a year.  Since it has been well over a year now, I am re-evaluating my stance.  I &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; transfering my membership, however, I am still make some decisions as to where it will be transfered.  I do agree that my membership within the church must be with a church that I agree with, one I support, one I am connected and involved in, and one I feel apart of.  Comunity is vital for me and I have grown to love my church in Millwoods.  Jacquie and I are in the process of making fundamental decisions as to which we will live.  Membership will be on the move soon.&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114676096148938716?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114676096148938716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114676096148938716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114676096148938716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114676096148938716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/05/well-i-am-finally-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114612383131061995</id><published>2006-04-27T02:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T02:43:51.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My last exam is tomorow and I am excited yet stressed to say the least.  I am anxiously awaiting.  After studying the majority of the evening I am hoping and praying I will be sucessfull in Church History, the course that has been causing me a rock road on numerous occasions.  I am anxiously looking forward also to traveling back home for the summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Clear the Air:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church membership is vital to me since it is what we as Christians are called to do.  We are called to be active participants within the body and this is an area were I refuse to be passive.  Furthermore, concerning the previously talked about situation.  I am not bitter about leaving "that" Ontario church my dear brother.  I admit I was at some point in time, yet durring this past year have discouvered that bitterness only harbours thoughts and thoughts only remind me of the issue that I want nothing to do with.  I admit, I still do feel hurt, hurt at the fact that still few (including pastoral team) have yet to speak about this issue directly or indirectly to me, members in the church are filled with a warped sense of the situation, and my name has been slightly tarnished.  I wont let that become apart of me.  Yes that is a situation I had to walk (alone with God) through, yet it will only enhance my relational ministry not hinder.  It is these situations that have made my ministry stronger and I refuse to let it get the best of me or my time to worry about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see you all (Ontario) friends shortly and will try to update you on my journey throughout the trip.  I leave Sunday morning, pray for safe travels.&lt;br /&gt;God Speed!&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114612383131061995?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114612383131061995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114612383131061995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114612383131061995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114612383131061995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-last-exam-is-tomorow-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114603449928995646</id><published>2006-04-26T01:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T01:54:59.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My last day officially at Millwoods, was one of deep seeded sorrow and a heavy heart.  Knowing that my summer will be swarmed and swamped with spending time with Jacquie and her family exites me, yet a piece of me will be left behind.  Never before have I gone through this much internal anguish and sorrow for leaving (even my own youth group back home).  The difference is that Millwoods is the sole demonstration of a comunity based relational church.  Even though it is of great size, it births great comunity and fellowship as intended within and throughout the New Testament.  Millwoods is where I will be calling home next year and hopefully doors within ministry will avail themselves and open, yet, I will plan on transfering membership to this church.  Thanks to you all at Millwoods for wasting know time in making me feel like an intimate and integral part of your comunity.  Many have opened their hearts and homes and I will never forget the legacy imprinted and impacting my ministry throughout the summer.  You all have left foot prints on my heart and greater formed my ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP IN TOUCH&lt;br /&gt;SIMON OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114603449928995646?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114603449928995646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114603449928995646' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114603449928995646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114603449928995646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-last-day-officially-at-millwoods.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114586540559939757</id><published>2006-04-24T02:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T02:56:45.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Passion of Preaching (The Rhyme Crime)&lt;br /&gt;I need more sleep. I need to cut out the cocaine. It takes teamwork to make the dream work. A text without a context is a pretext. Emotion without devotion is just a bunch of commotion. Missions exists because worship doesn’t. That’ll preach. A mist in the pulpit will become a fog in the pew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114586540559939757?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114586540559939757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114586540559939757' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114586540559939757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114586540559939757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/passion-of-preaching-rhyme-crime-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114586537141321688</id><published>2006-04-24T02:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T02:56:11.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The&lt;br /&gt;I need more sleep. I need to cut out the cocaine. It takes teamwork to make the dream work. A text without a context is a pretext. Emotion without devotion is just a bunch of commotion. Missions exists because worship doesn’t. That’ll preach. A mist in the pulpit will become a fog in the pew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114586537141321688?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114586537141321688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114586537141321688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114586537141321688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114586537141321688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-need-more-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114565078464335466</id><published>2006-04-21T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T15:22:26.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1890/1952/1600/millwoodsyouth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1890/1952/320/millwoodsyouth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Simon Engaging in Relational Ministry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW, today I speak my first official sermon at Millwoods. Nervous would be an understatement. Confident would be an overstatement. I am proud and bewildered why God would use a guy like me, broken, and destroyed. However, I am blessed because not only does my Redeemer live, but he has brought me to the point in life where I am at now. Reflecting on my past, it is becoming clearer that Apart from Christ I can do nothing. I was blown away by a Ruth Graham quote from one of her books, "Everyone sitting in a pew is either, broken hearted, will be broken hearted, or has been broken hearted in the past." This further demonstrates the need for intamite relational ministry in terms of my youth gifting. I firmly believe that Christ has called me for such a time as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord... Help me to humbly walking with you on this road called life as I venture into ministry. Fill me with Boldness and reverence for your word. Help me to be real to the youth I minister and interact with. Lord, hold my hand when I am nervous steady my knees when I am scared so I may convey your message clearly as you would have me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the life I am calling others to live the life I myself am living? I would like to think so. I am speaking on yielding to Christ and today, I took the time out of my busy homework schedule to do just that. I stoped, went to the prayer room, and let God wrap his embracing comfurt arround me. God is good.&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114565078464335466?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114565078464335466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114565078464335466' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114565078464335466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114565078464335466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/simon-engaging-in-relational-ministry.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114555532304552329</id><published>2006-04-20T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T12:48:43.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a glorious day free from the bondage of class, yet still whallowing in some unfinished assignments I am very sure that they will be left for the last minute or pushed as far back as possible.  Coming up to the end does not leave a vast space of time, so I will need to get my keester moving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...to be continued (duh da duh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114555532304552329?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114555532304552329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114555532304552329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114555532304552329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114555532304552329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-glorious-day-free-from-bondage-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114551661402275579</id><published>2006-04-20T01:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T02:03:34.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CELEBRATE!&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, let me say I am a blogaholic now.  Be warned and try to keep up friends if you dare.  I hope to be pushing some buttons and leveling out a rocky field of uncertanty in terms of future blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECONDLY&lt;br /&gt;A dear and close friend of mine has had a financial miracle.  She goes to Bible College with me and has had a significant debt load taken care of by an act of God.  I think we need to thank God for this one and celebrate with our dear friend.  The name is not important (confidentitality) but lets just be glad that we serve a God that is not dead, made out of wood, or lacks the passion to respond to the needs of His people.  God is great.  Why do we live our lives in fear of men?  Why do we fail to share miracles with people for fear of how the percieve us.  It is not us they percieve it is God.  I have grown and come to the conclusion that my life means nothing amidst the grand scheme of life.  I will go the extra mile, dispite hurdles and subsequent dangers that may be in my midst.  God desirves our limited and frail boldness and by the Spirit we will be made strong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, Help us to walk in humility, empowered by boldness, drawn by your passion, to accomplish greater things then in days of past.  Lord, help us to walk a path of purity in a world tainted by death and sin.  As I strive for more of a relational ministry, let me not miss the oppourtunities to celebrate and revel in the Glory of your miracles, big or small (in humanly eyes).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114551661402275579?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114551661402275579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114551661402275579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114551661402275579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114551661402275579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/celebrate-firstly-let-me-say-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114551616058521844</id><published>2006-04-20T01:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T12:50:20.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many have comented on my site and the insights I put forth. My brother for one, and countless students, firends, and family alike all further thier amazement. Maybe I am being moody or cynical right now, but I fear the day were pastors in training are amazing people for their coments and insights. Do I really amaze people? I think it should be an expectation that people especially pastors to be in tune with the world, politics, culture, biblical values, and all out socical concerns. It is scary when people are amazed at an insigh offered. Perhaps I need to make myself more clear. I find it interesting how people will be shocked at a person such as myself making judgements on social concerns. I believe that in order for a pastor to be effective he/she must make these calls. I think the better way of phrasing this would be I am surprised at the level of insight one posesses, rather then I am surprise one has insight. Insight is expected in this line of work. The more I remain in Bible College the more I am taken a back and shocked at the poor quality that is being produced. I pray that our church furture does not repeat our history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry, I am not upset at any of these coments, "&lt;em&gt;just surprised"&lt;/em&gt; they would come from you guys.  Sersiously though, I am not, this is not a vent either, this is mearly an issue I was contemplating...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114551616058521844?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114551616058521844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114551616058521844' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114551616058521844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114551616058521844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/many-have-comented-on-my-site-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114550049457016766</id><published>2006-04-19T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T21:34:54.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My diddle about the insuing troble in Iran!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While breaking my diet promise for my month treat of McDonalds, I read some compelling articles concerning relations with Iran and the possibility of the development of weapons.  Is this another fear tactic?  I think not.  Iran has been a shady character on the world scene long before they uttered threats of destruction on Israel.  I have really been wrestling with this concept of war.  Should Christians join, or support, or accept war as a possibility in situations such as these.  These are my ramblings on such a controversial issue.&lt;br /&gt;Was can be view as ordained by God throughout the Old Testament of the Bible durring political unrest, teritories and parties that went agains the call and will of God, and rulers that were not walking under the direction of God.  Furthermore, people throughout the Bible were sent out to kill and demolish cities.  It is my belief that in some instances wars may be justified.  I will not comment on specific wars or instances that I feel are justified because I feel my opinion holds little wieght in light of things.  I do believe that in this specific Iran situation options need to be exercised before I can support a war.  How about cutting off all trade with Iran?  Countries opposed to the position of the Iranian government might or should try this before wars an option.  If Iran still refuses to budge, it is my belief that one must fight for the saftey of many.  Is this a contradiction to a Christians beliefs?  I think not.  I believe that Christian's ought to be peace lovers but not a religion that lets other nations take advantage of us so blantenly and openly.  Taking advantage by manipulating the world, holding us hostage, and holding the upper hand.  Evil will not prevail and Good must take a stand against evil.&lt;br /&gt;We cant let things sort themselves out in the name of peace.  There is a time for everything and everything does have a season.  I am litterally sick of Christians having the mentality of peace no matter what.  Its true I believe that peace is our goal, yet we must not live under a wave of evil.  We must not get consumed by a warped post modernist view of a "Hippy like Christianity"?&lt;br /&gt;Is my thinking wrong?  Did not Holy wars occur?  I am not supporting or deeming any wars as holy or deemed rightious in God's eyes thats not my call.  I am just posing the idea that there is more than just accepting every blow by the enemy.  At some time we as Christians are called to action. &lt;br /&gt;AM I NUTS? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114550049457016766?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114550049457016766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114550049457016766' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114550049457016766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114550049457016766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-diddle-about-insuing-troble-in-iran.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114546385535153326</id><published>2006-04-19T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T11:24:57.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, as I sit here in my Pentateuch class I feel drained of all energy. I feel like a diesile vehicle that has run clear out of fuel and has to be purged before it can start again...wait, thats not a good one. I feel like when you clean out your couch, remove the cushions, and find food particles like raisins; except, you discover you hate raisins and never bought them let alone eat them on your new coach, well I am that grape (the grape that shriviled into a raisin). I appologize for you readers that have made it this far in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the upswing, I did start my assignement today that was due some time ago, however it is for proffesor fawcet so I hope he will, "Love me on this one." It is drawing nearer and closer to my departurer here and had quite the "U-HAUL" insident;&lt;br /&gt;I went into a U-haul store since they rent pickups for cheap. So I go in and explain my situation to the worker behind the desk. It went something like this: "Hey, I am looking to rent one of your pick-ups for like a day.... (silence and glares)......um, yea because I need it to tow a tiny trailer I have up to camrose." His responce was less then promising, "Sir you can not tow anything with our pickups, they were not designed for towing, it can't be done". With a mild feeling of rejectiong I pointed out that these trucks do have hitches and what was the purpose if they were not ment for towing. He replied, "Sir, they are they because we tow stuff with them not you arround our lot," in a snarly way. My responce was simply this, "Ok, um say I needed one just for moving boxes." Looking dead in my face (looking through my intension), "So your saying you dont need to tow anything?" I said, "yes, I remebered I dont need to tow it." Looking at me intently he realized that I had won this round. Looking defeated he quote me a price. Saying, "thank you," I walked out the door with his creepy eyes glaring intently and hinting defeat. This was my U-haul expierience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening, after youth small groups, we went out to RED ROBYNS again (my favoritie restaurant). We had a great time with implications and Bible College humour that implied some interesting thoughts. Imaturaity is fun for a season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114546385535153326?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114546385535153326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114546385535153326' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114546385535153326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114546385535153326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/well-as-i-sit-here-in-my-pentateuch.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114542624585917045</id><published>2006-04-19T00:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T00:57:25.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it sure has been a significant amount of time which has passed wince my last rambling, so I think it is high time for some updating.&lt;br /&gt;My Easter weekend was somewhat relaxing.  I was afforded the oppurtunity to try out some red necking as I call it out in Camrose an hour from Edmonton at my cousins farm, as per their absence from the property due to visiting their son.  I had a terrific time with the dogs, a couple hundred cows, a peacock, some rabits, a cat, and a copious amount of birds of every sort.&lt;br /&gt;I spent the evening basking in the glory of the sweet refreshing tide of the outdoor hot tub overlooking the expanse of fields peppered with cows of every sort.  It was very relaxing.  Easter Sunday I had an invite after church in Edmonton to go out with my Uncle Wes and his family to a very high class upscale country club for an exclusive seafood brunch which had every known food known to man there.  The contrast hit me on my way into work later that evening on how different the weekend was.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we got a new kid at our house and conected well with him.  He is significantly shy, nervous, and timid, as it is his first time "in care" at a group home.  He has been bounced arround from foster home to foster home since he was young and surprisingly has been of outstanding behaviour durring this time.  However, he got caught up in the wrong crowd and did some things that were less then par.   As we attempt to mend relationships both past and pressent on his road to reconciliation with his foster family, pray that he may come to some understanding of the love of Christ through my interactions with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, meh, still beind, still have little motivation, still longing for the rapture.&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114542624585917045?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114542624585917045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114542624585917045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114542624585917045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114542624585917045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/well-it-sure-has-been-significant.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114485383116627705</id><published>2006-04-12T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T09:57:11.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Real Time Works Better&lt;br /&gt;(This Morning)&lt;br /&gt;As I bolted out of bed I looked at my alarm clock after it had gone off for probably the twentyith time and almost had a mild coranary.  My shock was that I had only 5 minutes to take a shower and get to class.  I bolted out of bed like a lama accross the tundra plains of wherever they are naturally from.  Upon barely getting wet from my shower I proceeded to put my watch on and realize the real time.  I did not have 5 minutes but rather 50 minutes to get to school.  I thought this was odd and then reflected on the fact that my bedroom window emitted no light, my room mate was still snoring, and my room was lacking the morning fog (from when I wake up and the sun beats in).  I think from now on, we will double check the correct time, by "we" I mean, myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Filled with a gigantic wave of worry, I continued to plug away at my sermon.  I was completely lost.  When I thought I was done, I got my brother, my editer, to review my biblical stance on my sermon and all around tone.  He is the best criticue and says it like it is.  To my horror his comments were less then uplifting and rather harsh.  How could this be?  Its almost as if God gave me a divine slap, one of those kinds where you see in the movie, you know; "Pull yourself together man."  I started over with new insight and input from others.  I finished 4 hours later with roughly the same message but conveyed in a positive and uplifting mannor that quiclky met my brothers approval.  For some reason this message was really tough for me to write.  Perhaps it is because there is a lot at stake, or maybe even more true, God's teaching me to listen to his words and practice what I preach before it is preached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teach me to listen to your voice and may the life I am calling others to live the life that I myself am living.  Keep me accountable, filled with integrity, and rooted in passion for your kids, your youth, your warriors.  Let peace like a river flood my soul and may your peace encompass my heart as I preach my sermon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114485383116627705?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114485383116627705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114485383116627705' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114485383116627705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114485383116627705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/real-time-works-better-this-morning-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114477104091580702</id><published>2006-04-11T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T10:57:20.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, in all the areas I am slacking in, I never once thought it would be my blog.  My mind is always filled with stuff and has been building up ever since I failed to write since Friday...whatever shall I do.  Well, if being behind in my blog is the bigest of my procrastinations then I would be in a good space; however, I am behind in school and really ought to charm my professors into extensions (just kidding, no extensions yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend involved strenuous work at the group home being Mr. Fix it for all the weeks broken down things including the eves trough that fell down, filling titanic size wholes in dry walls (I swear it has a magnetic pull, pulling the kids into the wall), fixing the barbeque and almost blowing up, and finally fixing a couch one of the kids tryed to run threw it on the way to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday (yesterday), I had a delightful meeting with Kathy (I am not saying that because I know she will read this) but rather, because after meeting with Kathy over coffee I feel all the built up worries are removed from my mind and cares.  Kathy is the voice of reason in my life, since my mind is void of this voice.  I left feeling refreshed and less worried about the message I will be speaking at a local church youth group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting with Kathy, I left to go to Millwoods Church Ester Musical.  To my surprise they had a real live camel and donkey and chickens and lambs.  You may think thats a lot of ands in that scentence but I think that is alot of animals.  Nevertheless it was a fantastic play.  We went out afterwards to my favorite restaurant in the world 'Red Robins' and had my favorite burger the Whiskey River Beef Burger.  The waitress was not feeling my jokes and humour were funny since she glared at me when I told her to make it extra beefy.  Her responce was, "Do you really want an extra paddy, because that costs extra?"  So I drove home from there listening to Jason Upton's (worship guy) song "fly".  This has taught me to meditate on the Glory of God and I, for the first time felt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stress leave and thought God is the only thing that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114477104091580702?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114477104091580702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114477104091580702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114477104091580702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114477104091580702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/well-in-all-areas-i-am-slacking-in-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114442752361709046</id><published>2006-04-07T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T11:41:59.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1890/1952/1600/cowboysimon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1890/1952/320/cowboysimon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of the week: Simon Casterating a Baby Calf.  This photo I feel sums up my Alberta experiance and makes me laugh which is what I needed yesterday for my stressed out day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived work. Being all by myself surrounded by 7 high needs and high risk youth is not my idea of a walk in the park. It was days like yesterday, when financial componsation at work seems increasingly petty and insignificant and survival at work takes over. I only had one kid out of seven totally blow up on me which was not that bad. It was a wierd feeling however not feeling supported and being totally isolated from help. It was not that bad, I am a man, or should I say I am "The Man" and was able to handle this situation. It reminded me of our Ontario Child Welfare System where it is not uncommon to have single staff agencies, those up and coming low budget agencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Judge!&lt;br /&gt;I got one of my assignments done last night. I took a caffeen pill yesterday because the taste of coffess is mildly gross and the need to complete work surpassed the need for sleep. Bad move I found out later after I breezed through my homework I found myself wide eyed and in bed talk to my roomie Dave. We have great conversations that usually end in mindless thoughts and my internal dialogue expressed outwardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am as giddy as a school girl because today is Friday. Youth is tonight and I am always exited for that. I am feeling a lack of motivation in the area of accedemics and really find myself not caring about school. Oh well, I miss home and thats all there is to it. Anyway I am running out of steem and stuff to write about. Take Care all you readers. Give me advice on what subject to write about. Are you all that interested in my life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114442752361709046?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114442752361709046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114442752361709046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114442752361709046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114442752361709046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/picture-of-week-simon-casterating-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114434068786812437</id><published>2006-04-06T11:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T11:24:47.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1890/1952/1600/jasper2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1890/1952/320/jasper2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work work work, I am still not done all of my assignments for school and a slew more are on their way for next week. I am longing for Ontario summer breezes and days at the cottage. I am actually looking forward to working at the summer job at the family insurance restoration business. I am just overwhelmed. On top of all my assignments, work is having staffing issues and turns out I will be the only one on shift this evening with 7 troubled youth. If that is not a insurmountable task, I dont know what is. So hopefull everything will go smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;I also was able to talk to Deb and arrange my hair cut for Saturday before work. I am scared about that one.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, work was swell. Nothing really notable to write about. The overwhelm train derailed at noon yesterday. (ha ha I like that one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to the day when I can pack up all my junk and belongings and drive accross Canada to meet my family, friends, and fiancee. Here (on the right) is just one photo of what I leave behind. A tiny bit of me will miss this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114434068786812437?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114434068786812437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114434068786812437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114434068786812437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114434068786812437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/work-work-work-i-am-still-not-done-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114425443512147434</id><published>2006-04-05T11:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T11:28:17.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday seemed to have flown by. I had nothing to do after school and thought it would be great to catch up on all my homework; however, I failed to do so. The amazing whether and sunny world outside provoked and beckoned me to was my car. So, four hours of washing led to youth group, which then led to going to Red Robyns (The best restaurant for beef burgers in the world), led to bed time. It feels like I did absolutely nothing and in retrospect regret wasting that time, however, I enjoyed it. I have come to the conclusion that nothing can be good at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I have to work which blows because I was scheduled for a free haircut from a Loreal hair care professional that goes to my church (the same lady that hooked me up with the pedicure, Deb). So I have to phone in to work and phone arround to see if I can get someone to work for me. We will see. Wish me luck, I really want that hair cut. I am laughing at how stupid this sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114425443512147434?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114425443512147434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114425443512147434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114425443512147434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114425443512147434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterday-seemed-to-have-flown-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114416590120475996</id><published>2006-04-04T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T10:51:41.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had the honor to go to a pedicure as a foot model for beutician school.  Deb, a fantastic lady from our church, active in the youth group, asked Jarren (a bible school friend and from church) and I to donate our feet for the cause of learning.  It was a sacrifice we were both willing to make.  The pedicure was great.  One nervous student gingerly tried all these rubs and cutting techniques and assesments.  It was great.  I also discouvered problems I have with my feet.  These "diagnose happy" studdents made me mildly depressed and feeling bad for myself; however, the free food and drinks eased that tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening at work I had the remarkable expeiriance to really connect with the new kid.  After recieving a very depressing phone call from his mother concerning his situation, he broke down.  He simply broke down in my arms, wanting nothing more than simply his broken family to be mended and for his folks to love him was incredably sad.  We were really able to connect and he was able to realize his alcohol issues and his inability to stand up for peer pressure (seeking acceptance from anyone, if it would not come from his family).  After having a day like this I realize that I am doing the right thing for this season of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is small groups tonight and I am very excited.  The day seems to go faster knowing I have something to look forward to at the end of the day.  Make no mistake, Youth are my passion.  I am enjoying the idea of full time ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114416590120475996?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114416590120475996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114416590120475996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114416590120475996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114416590120475996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-had-honor-to-go-to-pedicure-as-foot.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25299819.post-114408074528993643</id><published>2006-04-03T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T11:45:19.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As my time here in Alberta and at Vanguard Bible College winds down for a semester, I am anxiously awaiting my trip by car back home, Hamilton Ontario. A part of me will be left behind here in this land of milk and honey, the land of 11% government rases and $400 rebate checks; I truly will miss this place.&lt;br /&gt;I am also sad to leave Millwoods Penticostal Church here in Edmonton. I have grown fond of the youth and have been blown away by the hospitality I have recieved and felt with the youth, leaders, and adults alike. I hope to write more about this passion for youth throughout this blogue.&lt;br /&gt;I think my brother got me into this and hopefully someone will gain intrest from this aswell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting in my Pentateuch Class with my dear and favorite teacher. Hearing this husky man, with his medium pitched voice state, "Love me on this friends," just before you think he is making a controversial statement; then realizing he's conveying a basic point, cracks me every time.  At the end of class, he also will stop mid scentence pack up his stuff in like 3 seconds and boot it for the door.&lt;br /&gt;I have to work today and there is a new male youth there. On the weekend I was able to conect with him by bringing him to the movies, playing basketball, and talking about his family. My passion is for these kids, and maybe one day, resources and God willing, may be able to open my own Group Home. This is my dream, this is my passion. Anyway it is the morning so we will see how the rest of the day goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25299819-114408074528993643?l=pastorsimonw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/feeds/114408074528993643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25299819&amp;postID=114408074528993643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114408074528993643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25299819/posts/default/114408074528993643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorsimonw.blogspot.com/2006/04/as-my-time-here-in-alberta-and-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Simon Weresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026801635984954374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
