…a brief glance…

Hey Kids,

Dropping in and saying hello! My blogging skills have detriorated a little. I’m torn between feeling incredibly LIGHTWEIGHT and OLD. Between the travel to and from work, it takes the wind out of you. Throw in the gym with that, I am just completely buggered by the time I get home and literally pass out as soon as I am showered, sometimes even before. Apart from that, all is good.

I have been driving more and more, which has a whole new sense of freedom and independence that I am loving! Let’s just say ever since I have resigned from the Worship Team, and had my last singing lesson, singing outloud, hasn’t been something I have been comfortable doing! Hehe! So let’s just say when I am in that car, ALONE, I sing my little heart out. ” TAKE TAKE TAKE IT ALL!!! ” I think I have even beat Sherrod in the whole Cooky Sherrod Voice.

The weekend that has just passed, I spent quite chilled. Friday evening I got home after being soaked by the Monsoon on my way home and just jumped into the PJ’s and sat there with my DVD’s. Soooo nice! I was wrapped up in my Doona (duvet) and it was the best place ever! I am well versed in Gilmore Girls at the moment.

Saturday morning was spent hanging out with the Parentals, yup, both of them, at the Square. Ran a few errands, bought presents for all these babies that seem to be popping out all at the same time.

After the shopping expedition I went home and got ready to go out. I had plans to visit Lin, my sis’ best friend from High School, as she gave brith on the Friday, and then head to church! What a mission! I got to church only to realise that the service started at 6pm instead of 5pm & 7pm…uh duh! So I had like an hour, I decided to head over to the hospital, even though the visiting hours didn’t start till 6pm, I was hoping to sneak in and leave just after 6 to make the service, seeing as it was only 15 minutes away. In theory. The baby was ADORABLE…and seriously hoping they weren’t serious about calling him Wolfgang! No Loi! Got to see the baby and Lin for a little while before high tailing it back to church, which shoudln’t have taken long, but it turns out I made the wrong turn and headed in the other direction…DUH! At this point I was just amused and frustrated at myself, so I turned back and got there just as the message began. The service was great, it reminded me of Saturday Nights at the Mermaid. Remember those? I drove home, singing my little heart out! I got home around 9pm, just in time to meet my friends for a movie, which I opted out of in the end to have another chilled night at home.
Thoroughly enjoyed my journey on Saturday. It was nice to just chill… drive my own pace. Talk out loud, sing completely off key. Have that one on one with God, it was well cool.

Sunday my Ats came over with the other Ats (Sue) and of course we once agin ended up at the Square because my sister had to return something. From there we went on our visit the newborns afternoon. We went to the Miner’s and met little Kathleen Theresa, aka Katy! She’s adorable and a spittin image of her father. I’m sure Gie’s genes will kick in soon enough. Then we visited my God child and my sister’s God child, who are sisters so that was nice and afterwards the three of us sat around talking and it was great to be able to just air out things I was frustrated about. My sis and Sue are pretty cool at providing perspective. As I sat there and moaned about my recent frustration.

The coolest thing about this weekend was that when I was getting lost on my drive and realised that I was minutes away from missing out on the word, I totally considered throwing it in and going home. But I didn’t, I went. The message was great, but it wasn’t till I was on the way home and I had whacked on one of the resource CD’s I got of Donna Crouch that I realised why I had to go (duh aside from the obvious) that night. In the CD Donna was talking about this chick who had asked for a room when her son was diagnosed with Autism, she wanted to have a room where she could cater for her son who couldn’t cope in the normal kids church environment, too loud, too bright, the usual. Anyways, long story short and year and a half later she runs a room for kids with special needs and it’s called Treasure Chest (or something, it’s Treasure something)…so that pretty much answers any questions I had about where to serve??? How cool is that???? Looking into the details this weekend and see where that takes me. How exciting! God’s awesome ey!

Tonight I have a date with Gym. It’s an abusive relationship we’re in, but hey girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do!

Not sure what this weekend entails, looking into hanging out at church and do the whole mingling (she shudders) thing. It’s scary, but it’s gotta be done. Need to get planted and NOW. Need to make new friendships and develop new relationships. I need to move onwards and follow the path in front of me, and realise that not everyone is meant to walk alongside with me forever. Though those who are, you’re much appreciated. Especially the ones currently so far away right now…and you know who you are.

Settling down I thought would have a lot to do with old friends and what not, and though to some extent that has been true, it is only to a degree. I found myself frustrated this weekend, and I haven’t felt that way in awhile. But it was a lesson, and I needed to realise that just as my season in London has finished, along with it some relationships, coming back to Sydney I had to realise that seasons of friendships here too had a limited lifespan. Sad, but true.

Anyways, that’s my rambles for this Wednesday afternoon.

Congratulations to Deano for the Permit! Yay! Praise God! Have a safe trip back to South Africa. See you in London! When I’m not sure, but it’s comfort enough to know you are there. London would so not be the same without you!

I think that’s it. Peace out all!