Monday, 19 April 2010

Photos, Matt and Car

Weird title for a blog, but then you see before I start to blog, my head just gets filled with all sorts of ideas about what to put in it. It was the same when I was a child and I used to write a short story or an essay... I'd have my head filled with ideas which came towards the middle or the end... of course that meant by the time I actually reached the middle and the end, I had forgotten all the ideas.

So while I was writing, I would have this page of blank paper next to me, and on it would be random things, ideas, sentences (you know the type you can only think of once and then they're gone), and eventually it would all get incorporated into my story/essay/letter...

Well, this is how I work with Blogs! I get an idea, then another and then another, and by the time I reach this point (where the intro and the tangent is over) I've forgoten what I was going to say... hence the title...

Photos
I just wanted to draw your attention to the lovely photos down the right hand side of my blog! Not only am I very impressed I managed to edit them, I also managed to post them permanently to my blog... Win!

Matt
Matt has been here this weekend! We had a lovely time of fellowship, laughs and friendship, including playing Dutch Blitz to minus numbers and picnics in different places. We had a lovely time at the National Memorial Arboretum, which I will write a separate blog about when I am in the right frame of mind! (Sober not silly!)

Car
You know when something happens, and for a while it's just not funny - it's painful. And it's only weeks later you can see the funny side? Well this is what happened with my car.. I got back from having quite a bad day, to a notice from the police through the letterbox, telling me that some youths had rolled (YES- Rolled!) my car, into the middle of the road...

It had been parked up on a kerb, and some kids had decided to push it to see if it would roll... and it did. All the way over and upside down (you can almost imagine it kicking it's little legs crying "Let me up let me up"). Thankfully the police came along and promptly rolled it back upright again, and the nice man from the AA told me it was safe to drive; not a thing wrong with it (apart from some washer fluid needed topping up - but I didn't tell him I'd been meaning to do that for ages anyway... and a perished rubber cap until he looked properly and it was just dirty.. ahum)

So... for a while I have been a little over sensitive... now however I thought I would share the laugh.. I mean it is quite funny when you think about it....!!

Thursday, 15 April 2010

Early mornings

Yawn.
That's pretty much all I have to say at this point!

Jon's car is back in the garage again, which is a bit of a pain as he has to catch the train in the mornings, and they leave from our local station at 6.50... which means yours truly has to get up in the mornings at 6.30 to give him a lift to the station.

Hence.. yawn.
Also hence blogging at 7.35 in the morning!

Yawn

;-)

Love language

So, I took the quiz again today and my love language is receiving gifts:

Don’t mistake this love language for materialism; the receiver of gifts thrives on the love, thoughtfulness, and effort behind the gift. If you speak this language, the perfect gift or gesture shows that you are known, you are cared for, and you are prized above whatever was sacrificed to bring the gift to you. A missed birthday, anniversary, or a hasty, thoughtless gift would be disastrous–so would the absence of everyday gestures.

Monday, 12 April 2010

Organic Gardens and Alex

I have had a nice day today all in all. At work this morning some nice people bought me some chocolates as a thankyou for helping organise some meetings for them, and then I left 3 hours early to go and meet Katrina and baby Alex at Ryton Organic Gardens. It's a really nice place with a really nice place to sit and have a cup of tea and chatter away; which we did. Hopefully an experience to be repeated.

I was meant to be going out tonight as well, however as that has been cancelled I am sitting here blogging again instead... why not!

I am in the mood to chunter on to someone, and unfortunately there is no-one around to chunter to apart from poor old Jon, who is currently doing the washing up in the kitchen - a job he prefers to do undisturbed!!

Pippa is once again snoozling at my feet; she is very perturbed as I have her chewy orange ball up here on the sofa and I wont let her have it because she eats it... and leaves little orange things all over the floor. Not good. And I refuse to throw it in the house, because that is lethal - so all in all she is not very happy with me. Humans just clearly don't know how to have as much fun as doggies do!

Nicole walked Pippa today, and apparently let her have a swim, which explains why Pip is so tired. She loves to swim! Especially on lovely sunny days like we've been having.

So; I'm bored at work at the moment... really bored. I mean, there's about enough stuff to do to fill most of my time if I do it really slowly. And there are always those boring boring jobs like invoices which take up a regular proportion of time. But clock watching I hate. There are a few things I have in the pipeline to make a start on, however I have no motivation for them whatsoever! And even when I start them, give it a couple of days, they'll be done and it will be back to clock watching for me... so, how can I fill my time at work... when there's no work to be done? Hmmm what a question!

I have thought about finding another job... but what's the point? I'm not qualified enough to do anything that pays much more than this job...! To go and do a qualification at this point in my life is silly, uni wont pay the mortgage, and by the time I've got a job paying more than I earn now... well the situation might have changed, and I wont want to work anyway?

Ponderings ponderings. Isn't it good that the Bible tells us that the trouble we face today is sufficient enough?! We're not to worry about tomorrow! And - if we're short, Jesus says, will worrying about it make us one inch taller?! Nope. Nada.

God holds the key to all unknown and I am glad. If any other hand should hold the key, or He entrusted it to me - I might be sad.

And yes, sometimes the key opens the door to a sad day... however I'd rather have those sad days given to me by my heavenly Father one day at a time, rather than stepping back and having to see them all at once. He knows the way that I take, and when He has tried me I shall come forth as gold. He will only put the burdens on me that I am strong enough to bear, and in Christ I can bear whatever He puts on me!

One day at a time, Lord Jesus, that's all I'm asking of you. Just help me today, show me the way, one day at a time.

Saturday, 10 April 2010

Blogging

So while I'm in the mood to wax lyrical, the other day I was watching an episode of 'House' (I love it!) and they were treating a woman who avidly blogged, she wrote about everything and anything that happened to her... the doctors read her blog, and she blogged about her doctors, she blogged when she had an audience with her boyfriend and blogged about whether to have an operation or not...

It got me to thinking the other day (while I was on the bus on the way home!) about where we draw the line with electronic conversation and what we share on Blogs and Facebook. Blogs are a great way to keep a lot of people up to date all at once.. Facebook is good for keeping in touch with some people I know I would lose track of otherwise...

Yet, doesn't it trivialise the events in our lives when they are reduced to Facebook status??! At what point do we draw the line and say that if we want communication with people we need to speak to them and be spoken to in return. Friendship and Communication is two-sided, you give something and you get something back.

So, I'm still here, I'm still blogging. I'm still hoping that someone is enjoying reading and keeping up with the things I'm up to! I'm still on Facebook, still updating my status.

And yet... when big things happen, it's those who are close to me, those who invite me over to talk, those who come out with me for a meal, those who open dialogue and show an interest in me - those I call my friends.

Those people are the ones who earn the privelidge to share the sensational as well as the mundane parts of my life.

Spring has sprung!

The weather is truly beautiful, and we have had a lie-in, walked a little, picnicked, met with friends, done some gardening and it's nearly 5 and still shining bright outside. I am sitting with my feet up on the sofa, windows wide open, UCB Inspirational on the radio and the dog snoozling at my side.

Mum, Jo and Nicole are here for tea tonight, we're having a lovely American recipe chicken dish with curried roast potatoes. Yum :o)

We cleaned the fish tank out the other night and the fish are happily swimming around in the clean water. I love clean water, it's so ... clean! and fresh!

So there you go, good things do happen. The sun is shining. Life goes on and God is good. How we need to cling onto that some days!

Tuesday, 23 March 2010

Alice and other things...

I am extremely relieved today; I have managed to do 2 jobs at work which were really bugging me... you know the sort that you remember when you wake up at 2am?!

Hurrah the jobs are out of the way... I'm sure another 2 will replace them equally as quickly, but for the moment I'm enjoying the respite it's bringing!

I'm going to see Alice in Wonderland tomorrow...! In 3D! I am slightly excited about that I have to say - especially as there will be friendship, chat and munchies involved!!

On another note; Jon and I went to a different church on Sunday; and we were so blessed. The fellowship there were warm and friendly, and we felt at home straight away. The pastor preached with challenge, rebuke and encouragement - to himself as well as his congregation.We'll be back there next Sunday; and then away for Easter.

In the morning he preached from the end of Matthew 9, where the 2 blind men cry out to Jesus the son of David to have mercy on them and heal them; and then the Pharisees acuse Him of performing His miracles by the power of the Devil. The pastor asked us, who do we see Jesus as - because we either see Him as the son of David, the phrophisied Messiah, or we see Him as the son of the devil.

In the evening he preached again from the same passage, but a little later on; 5 points for Church growth, 1) Preach the gospel 2) from a compassionate heart 3) seeing the need around you 4) Praying 5) recognising that it's God's church.
Again a real reminder that everyone in the church is a labourer, not just the pastor; and that the work is the Lord's - a real encouragement and a real challenge!