Hey hey.
okay, this is a wee miracle that happened to me the other day.
Most of you who've spent any time with me and a computer will know that i have an external hard drive to which I've been backing up work for a large number of years now (6 infact).
it's got a lot of stuff on it that simply can't be replaced, film work, customer's film work...stuff for which people have paid me awesome little amounts of money to make etc etc.
So the other day when it didn't wanna start up I got a little annoyed.
I knew that this day was coming, just didn't really do anything about it etc (i know...my fault entirely).
Any way, it didn't wanna go...boot up....anything for a good few days.
I eventually gave up on the idea, and looked into how much it'd cost to have the data on it taken off by a company who can do that (as I know that exists).
Turns out that it'd have to be sent to Aus and would cost something like $2000!
So the other day i decide to give it one last shot...
it began to wir away, then stopped, then started then stopped etc etc as it had been doing for awhile.
So I laid my hand on it and simply prayed healing over the thing...
A min later, all the little lights on my external casing come on and the thing booted up.
So now with everything successfully transferred to a much more reliable hard drive I am a a lot happier in the knowledge that God has once again saved my day with his awesome loving power...THANK YOU GOD!
One for the nerds!!
God Bless,
Jonny.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
"I'll be home for Christmas!"
This is an awesome email I got from Ben, so I'll let his words do the talking.
We both hope it helps and encourages you to step out in everything, nothing's too small or big for God.
Hi everyone,
So, had a bit of an adventure getting up home to Gisborne from Christchurch this year. God did some pretty cool stuff in me through it, so thought I would share that with a few people.
Flights from Christchurch to Gisborne were pretty expensive, so I booked a flight to Rotorua and a bus across to Gisborne at half the price of the flight in. Fair enough aye. Things began to get interesting as we approached Rotorua when the pilot announced that the conditions in Rotorua had deteriorated since take-off, and that we had enough fuel for one attempt at landing and then could make it up to Auckland if it didn't "pan out". I was a little unclear as to what an attempt at landing that doesn't "pan out" looks like, but after a number of other similarly brilliant calls by the pliot we eventually landed in Auckland. They then put us on a bus to Rotorua, around 3 1/2 hours away. It was at this point that things started to get interesting, because my bus to Gisborne (the last one of the day) was due to leave before I would even be clear of the Bombay Hills. At this point I should probably mention that it was also Christmas Eve.
Mum contacted a radio station and they had put the word out that I was needing a ride home for Christmas.
At the same time, without a moment of asking God how I might deal with the situation, I called a rental car company and booked a car from Rotorua Airport to Gisborne for that afternoon. Using a discount from work, the cost of the car and petrol would have been about the same as flying right into Gisborne. As soon as I hung up from the car rental company, I felt convicted about just using money to "buy" my way out of a situation instead of relying on God more, which is how I would like to live. I had faith that "those who put their trust in the LORD will not be put to shame", so I called up the car rental company and cancelled my booking, saying I was getting a ride with someone (I just didn't know who!). At that point it was pretty easy to have faith because I figured someone was bound to call up and offer a ride, and if not I would try Radio Rhema myself.
By the time we got to Matamata a little before 4pm I hadn't received any offers of a ride. I got on the phone to Radio Rhema, explained my situation and asked if they could put a message out for me. Unfortunately, or maybe rather fortunately, they weren't able to due to legal liability reasons. At that point I realised that I was truly relying on God being God for me to make it home for Christmas. As the bus pulled around the corner, I saw the personalised plant YES I AM, although to be honest I was getting a little nervous by this point.
We arrived at Rotorua Airport, over 4 hours from Gisborne, at around 5pm. There wasn't any more public transport heading to Gisborne until the following afternoon, Christmas day, and nobody had come up to me saying God had stopped them on their way to Gisborne and told them to give me a ride, like I had hoped. Hitching a ride wasn't something I had felt like considering as an option up until this point, and had never done before, but after praying briefly I felt a peace about it so went out to the road by the airport and, trying to look my most respectable, stuck my thumb out.
My ride was guy a little older than me heading to Ohope, which is around 2 1/2 hours from Gisborne. I was pretty stoked with getting that far, and wasn't keen to try hitching further as it got later and darker, so gave Mum a call and she started over to meet me and give me a ride home. Good old Mum aye! As we got closer to Ohope I figured I could probably get a bit closer to home, so stuck my thumb out again and made it another 20km further. At this point I was pretty happy with where I had made it to, and my ride was on the way, so I figured I would just wait there. Just then, a lady who had seen me hitching earlier, but who didn't have room in her car, stopped and rearranged everything to make room and offered me a ride. By this stage Mum was out of coverage in the Waioeka Gorge, so I couldn't tell her that my ride was heading through to Gisborne as well, so we met up in Opotiki. But God had provided for me to get home for Christmas!
So I did actually pike out of trusting God totally towards the end, but He still showed His faithfulness and provision for me and I know He is patient while I learn to put my trust in Him more and depend on Him for my needs in "real" situations. Walking by faith! I also "discovered" hitch-hiking, which you may well see me using a bit in the future, because just getting in the car or booking a ticket is so self-reliant and takes away such a good opportunity to rely on God in our daily lives. Although I would call getting places in some people’s cars driving by faith!
So that's what's being going on for me lately. Pretty cool huh? Wishing everyone all the best for the rest of the holidays, and a happy new year.
Love and blessings,
Ben
We both hope it helps and encourages you to step out in everything, nothing's too small or big for God.
Hi everyone,
So, had a bit of an adventure getting up home to Gisborne from Christchurch this year. God did some pretty cool stuff in me through it, so thought I would share that with a few people.
Flights from Christchurch to Gisborne were pretty expensive, so I booked a flight to Rotorua and a bus across to Gisborne at half the price of the flight in. Fair enough aye. Things began to get interesting as we approached Rotorua when the pilot announced that the conditions in Rotorua had deteriorated since take-off, and that we had enough fuel for one attempt at landing and then could make it up to Auckland if it didn't "pan out". I was a little unclear as to what an attempt at landing that doesn't "pan out" looks like, but after a number of other similarly brilliant calls by the pliot we eventually landed in Auckland. They then put us on a bus to Rotorua, around 3 1/2 hours away. It was at this point that things started to get interesting, because my bus to Gisborne (the last one of the day) was due to leave before I would even be clear of the Bombay Hills. At this point I should probably mention that it was also Christmas Eve.
Mum contacted a radio station and they had put the word out that I was needing a ride home for Christmas.
At the same time, without a moment of asking God how I might deal with the situation, I called a rental car company and booked a car from Rotorua Airport to Gisborne for that afternoon. Using a discount from work, the cost of the car and petrol would have been about the same as flying right into Gisborne. As soon as I hung up from the car rental company, I felt convicted about just using money to "buy" my way out of a situation instead of relying on God more, which is how I would like to live. I had faith that "those who put their trust in the LORD will not be put to shame", so I called up the car rental company and cancelled my booking, saying I was getting a ride with someone (I just didn't know who!). At that point it was pretty easy to have faith because I figured someone was bound to call up and offer a ride, and if not I would try Radio Rhema myself.
By the time we got to Matamata a little before 4pm I hadn't received any offers of a ride. I got on the phone to Radio Rhema, explained my situation and asked if they could put a message out for me. Unfortunately, or maybe rather fortunately, they weren't able to due to legal liability reasons. At that point I realised that I was truly relying on God being God for me to make it home for Christmas. As the bus pulled around the corner, I saw the personalised plant YES I AM, although to be honest I was getting a little nervous by this point.
We arrived at Rotorua Airport, over 4 hours from Gisborne, at around 5pm. There wasn't any more public transport heading to Gisborne until the following afternoon, Christmas day, and nobody had come up to me saying God had stopped them on their way to Gisborne and told them to give me a ride, like I had hoped. Hitching a ride wasn't something I had felt like considering as an option up until this point, and had never done before, but after praying briefly I felt a peace about it so went out to the road by the airport and, trying to look my most respectable, stuck my thumb out.
My ride was guy a little older than me heading to Ohope, which is around 2 1/2 hours from Gisborne. I was pretty stoked with getting that far, and wasn't keen to try hitching further as it got later and darker, so gave Mum a call and she started over to meet me and give me a ride home. Good old Mum aye! As we got closer to Ohope I figured I could probably get a bit closer to home, so stuck my thumb out again and made it another 20km further. At this point I was pretty happy with where I had made it to, and my ride was on the way, so I figured I would just wait there. Just then, a lady who had seen me hitching earlier, but who didn't have room in her car, stopped and rearranged everything to make room and offered me a ride. By this stage Mum was out of coverage in the Waioeka Gorge, so I couldn't tell her that my ride was heading through to Gisborne as well, so we met up in Opotiki. But God had provided for me to get home for Christmas!
So I did actually pike out of trusting God totally towards the end, but He still showed His faithfulness and provision for me and I know He is patient while I learn to put my trust in Him more and depend on Him for my needs in "real" situations. Walking by faith! I also "discovered" hitch-hiking, which you may well see me using a bit in the future, because just getting in the car or booking a ticket is so self-reliant and takes away such a good opportunity to rely on God in our daily lives. Although I would call getting places in some people’s cars driving by faith!
So that's what's being going on for me lately. Pretty cool huh? Wishing everyone all the best for the rest of the holidays, and a happy new year.
Love and blessings,
Ben
Monday, November 3, 2008
heaf aches
Hello
Just quick today, because it turns out that the other printer is sick and so I have to do her job today as well. oh well, it's going to be a loooong day.
okay so a while ago, 4th for to be exact (2004) we were doing this team building thing where basically you're in groups, one person clings to this gym bench (roughly 15-20kgs maybe) the rest of the team picks the bench up, rotates it with you on it, then puts it down.
180 degrees into my turn the side of the team at which my head was decided to let go.
So my entire weight plus the bench's was suddenly dropped onto my head, with the other side being pummeled into the gyms welcoming wooden floor.
The sight in my left eye went completely for the rest of the afternoon, and needless to say I had a really bad head ache. I continued to have these head aches and blind spot issues for years, and it was kinda annoying. At least once a day i'd have a wee migraine where my head just felt like it had a stake shoved through it (not much fun really). Weirdly enough it happened the most on Sunday and Wednesday nights just before church..hmm
So last sunday night Dave gets this word;
"Some one here has a head ach, and it effects the vision in your left eye."
I actually jumped up and screamed a little because i had been praying that it would get healed.
So prayer later, and the later again prayer from Dave i still had a mild head ache.
But I realized this morning, that I haven't had once since i went to sleep that night!
And it's awesome!
Praise God, seriously he's so amazing.
If any one else got healed that night please email them to me and I'll put them on here.
God bless.
Jonny.
Just quick today, because it turns out that the other printer is sick and so I have to do her job today as well. oh well, it's going to be a loooong day.
okay so a while ago, 4th for to be exact (2004) we were doing this team building thing where basically you're in groups, one person clings to this gym bench (roughly 15-20kgs maybe) the rest of the team picks the bench up, rotates it with you on it, then puts it down.
180 degrees into my turn the side of the team at which my head was decided to let go.
So my entire weight plus the bench's was suddenly dropped onto my head, with the other side being pummeled into the gyms welcoming wooden floor.
The sight in my left eye went completely for the rest of the afternoon, and needless to say I had a really bad head ache. I continued to have these head aches and blind spot issues for years, and it was kinda annoying. At least once a day i'd have a wee migraine where my head just felt like it had a stake shoved through it (not much fun really). Weirdly enough it happened the most on Sunday and Wednesday nights just before church..hmm
So last sunday night Dave gets this word;
"Some one here has a head ach, and it effects the vision in your left eye."
I actually jumped up and screamed a little because i had been praying that it would get healed.
So prayer later, and the later again prayer from Dave i still had a mild head ache.
But I realized this morning, that I haven't had once since i went to sleep that night!
And it's awesome!
Praise God, seriously he's so amazing.
If any one else got healed that night please email them to me and I'll put them on here.
God bless.
Jonny.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Wednesday Morning
Hello again.
Okay so i was hanging out at work, had an early start (5am) and my hand was really sore.
Which is never fun.
I think i damaged it a while ago when my flat mates and I decided to try punching through a pumpkin (their former target for a cross bow...good times at Worchester Palace).
Any way, the pain pretty much felt like the bone in my palm that connects to my ring finger wasn't in the right place. I have in the past fixed this temporarily by shoving it back until it clicks..that also hurts lots.
So this thing is really starting to annoy me, so i decide to pray about it.
I lay my left hand on my right and just say a simple prayer.
Then it begins to get really sore, it felt like the bone was moving inside my hand.
Then after about 10 seconds of that it stopped hurting, and it hasn't hurt at all since.
:) Twas awesome!
I spent the rest of the morning laughing and praising (until my boss came, didn't want to get fired because of suspected drug use).
hope you have a fantastic (although over cast) day.
Okay so i was hanging out at work, had an early start (5am) and my hand was really sore.
Which is never fun.
I think i damaged it a while ago when my flat mates and I decided to try punching through a pumpkin (their former target for a cross bow...good times at Worchester Palace).
Any way, the pain pretty much felt like the bone in my palm that connects to my ring finger wasn't in the right place. I have in the past fixed this temporarily by shoving it back until it clicks..that also hurts lots.
So this thing is really starting to annoy me, so i decide to pray about it.
I lay my left hand on my right and just say a simple prayer.
Then it begins to get really sore, it felt like the bone was moving inside my hand.
Then after about 10 seconds of that it stopped hurting, and it hasn't hurt at all since.
:) Twas awesome!
I spent the rest of the morning laughing and praising (until my boss came, didn't want to get fired because of suspected drug use).
hope you have a fantastic (although over cast) day.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Power of God = fantastic
This all happened the day before i started this blog.
I got home from Le Cafe at close to mid night (which is always a smart thing to do when you're planning an early start the next morning). As I was about to crawl into my bed I realized i'd left my mp3 player in my car, which I wanted to charge over night.
So I dawned my shoes again and headed towards my car which was in the back yard.
The whole day had been a very spiritual one for me, firstly the wee scene over the city in the post below. Then that night at church there was a very intense presence there, which couldn't be described as good.
This how ever I could feel being pushed away as we all prayed before Dave spoke.
Those of you who were there will know what I mean.
Any way, I'm half way out my back door (from which it is only about 8m to my car) and all the sudden I felt afraid. Which was confusing, because I don't get afraid of the dark.
Which used to be a big thing for me as a kid.
So there I was nearly paralyzed in fear, and then i thought;
"Well fear isn't of the kingdom of God, 2 Timothy 1 'God has not given you a spirit of fear', so this can only be an attack."
So as i've come to learn i simply said "In Jesus name fear leave me."
And amazingly enough, it did!
Then I felt myself being filled with the holy spirit, but not in the usual happy warm way.
It was a violent very powerful way, the kind of side of God that I'd love to feel more hehe.
Kinda made you wish you were holding a very very over sized sword.
By now i had my mp3 player in hand, I looked back at my house and felt like I should start praying against the spirits that no doubt have invaded my house. So i began simply to declare over the house what I had declared over myself (trying my best not to wake any one of cause).
The more i prayed, the more energy i felt flowing through me over the house.
it was pretty intense! And something i wouldn't mind happening on a regular basis.
I hope this has encouraged some one some how.
Just also want to clarify -
All glory to God, he only used me I had nothing to do with the power.
Jonny.
I got home from Le Cafe at close to mid night (which is always a smart thing to do when you're planning an early start the next morning). As I was about to crawl into my bed I realized i'd left my mp3 player in my car, which I wanted to charge over night.
So I dawned my shoes again and headed towards my car which was in the back yard.
The whole day had been a very spiritual one for me, firstly the wee scene over the city in the post below. Then that night at church there was a very intense presence there, which couldn't be described as good.
This how ever I could feel being pushed away as we all prayed before Dave spoke.
Those of you who were there will know what I mean.
Any way, I'm half way out my back door (from which it is only about 8m to my car) and all the sudden I felt afraid. Which was confusing, because I don't get afraid of the dark.
Which used to be a big thing for me as a kid.
So there I was nearly paralyzed in fear, and then i thought;
"Well fear isn't of the kingdom of God, 2 Timothy 1 'God has not given you a spirit of fear', so this can only be an attack."
So as i've come to learn i simply said "In Jesus name fear leave me."
And amazingly enough, it did!
Then I felt myself being filled with the holy spirit, but not in the usual happy warm way.
It was a violent very powerful way, the kind of side of God that I'd love to feel more hehe.
Kinda made you wish you were holding a very very over sized sword.
By now i had my mp3 player in hand, I looked back at my house and felt like I should start praying against the spirits that no doubt have invaded my house. So i began simply to declare over the house what I had declared over myself (trying my best not to wake any one of cause).
The more i prayed, the more energy i felt flowing through me over the house.
it was pretty intense! And something i wouldn't mind happening on a regular basis.
I hope this has encouraged some one some how.
Just also want to clarify -
All glory to God, he only used me I had nothing to do with the power.
Jonny.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Welcome
Hello World
this is the first entry of the Testimony blog, which has been set up simply to share the happenings of God in the lives of many in this awesome city, Christchurch.
And that's exactly where I'm going to start: This city.
I was hanging out at a friends house the yesterday, we were praying for her back because it was hurting etc. She lives up on the hills, with a rather epic view of the city.
As i looked over the various buildings and areas it occurred to me, if I could see in the spiritual realm there would be a war going on right in front of my eyes! And that kinda blew me away.
like an actual war, Angles destroying demons, and demons attacking humans.
And the most inspiring thing about all of this is we as Christians are called to be a part of that war, and fighters for God and to drive back demonic strong holds! And even cooler - Gods given us the power to do it by planting his holy spirit in us when we were re-born!!
So any way, that got me all inspired and I thought I might pass that on in case it inspires others.
I look forward to reading lots of comments about what Gods been doing on this site :)
God Bless
Jonny.
this is the first entry of the Testimony blog, which has been set up simply to share the happenings of God in the lives of many in this awesome city, Christchurch.
And that's exactly where I'm going to start: This city.
I was hanging out at a friends house the yesterday, we were praying for her back because it was hurting etc. She lives up on the hills, with a rather epic view of the city.
As i looked over the various buildings and areas it occurred to me, if I could see in the spiritual realm there would be a war going on right in front of my eyes! And that kinda blew me away.
like an actual war, Angles destroying demons, and demons attacking humans.
And the most inspiring thing about all of this is we as Christians are called to be a part of that war, and fighters for God and to drive back demonic strong holds! And even cooler - Gods given us the power to do it by planting his holy spirit in us when we were re-born!!
So any way, that got me all inspired and I thought I might pass that on in case it inspires others.
I look forward to reading lots of comments about what Gods been doing on this site :)
God Bless
Jonny.
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