ekkkkkkkkkk

Today I was asked to be one of Emilys Bridesmaids.

I said yes

I have worked out this means I have to wear a dress but I dont care. I get to share this amazing day with one of my closest friends and do all the cheesy stuff. she did it via a card in the post (which was lovely as its such a lovely thing to keep) I phoned her up so we could do the girly squelling stuff and jumping around my kitchen. reminds me of when she got engaged (officially) and when she told me that her and paul where getting married (unoffically) i nearly crashed my car. Im so excited I have to wear a purple dress. but I dont care. its a dress but eeekkkk.

I guess what the incoherent babble above talks about is the fact that I feel really honoured to be asked and I love her to pieces and can not wait to be able to share such a beautiful moment with her.

Joys from Childhood

A list of some of the coolest things I did/read/ate/watched when I was a kid (and still occassionally do)



- make a den in a woods somewhere

- Ronald Dahl books (no one can beat Fantastic Mr Fox)

- 1p sweets that actually cost a penny

- Etch 'a' sketches

- Each Peach Pear Plum

- Original disney Classics (none of this home on the range rubbish)

- Playdays

- Transformers (the orginal cartoon series)

- Blossom, Saved by the Bell, Brotherly love, different strokes, hang time - none of this modern rubbish

- POG's

- sharkie and George

- original pinkie and the brain

- football games in the road

- spending more time at my neighbours house than my own

- having a waterslide in the back garden

- water fights (inside the house)


-making dens inside the house with sheets using books and stools to prop it up


- Buffy (I was so in love with Xander)

- Laying in until 11

- The Spicegirls (Came out orginally in 1996 I was 8)

Band of Brothers

I do the lovefilm thing where I pay certain amount every month and then get movies sent to me on rental. I truely recommend it. I have ended up saving fortunes. I now can resist my urges to go into my overdraft when I go to Tesco and see the shining for £3.

I have recently been getting the Band of Brother series. Basically you follow a company of america airbourne soldiers and watch there advenures during World War two.

I know you shouldn't have favourites but I do. I guess the really shocking thing about the series is you watch them for 12 episodes and your glued to it to find out out of all these amazing characters who will make it until the end and the thing is you have no idea.

It is not like a thriller or a crime mystery. You can't work out the end. Its one of the most heart-renching, tense and surprisingly beautiful series I have seen in a long time. The way

(I say Beautiful because the teamwork, family and love these men have for one another is inspirational)

Its recommended greatly!!!!

wooooo

essay - 2166 words done only another 944 left.

Then I have 4 essays left and a debate and Im done until September wooooooooooooooooooo (as amazing as that is the debate things are huge. (stage is there and everything) and al the essays are like 3500 words odd about painstakingly dull subjects so its not all optimism, but yey nearly done. blatently going to curl up tonight with a good movie and a glass of wine.

I went for a drive

Today i went for a drive I was thinking about when you are little you get excited at the fact there are horses in a field or stars in the sky or a tractor. you ask that old lady walking past to stroke her dog or beg your mum for sweeties in the shop. (I used to sneek them in the trolley when she wasnt looking) Do you remember when the greatest day of your life was when your mum let you go to the park by yourself? or how exciting and how much fun it was when you first drove your car (or bike for those who cant drive yet)

When did that stop? when you hear stuff a lot or see things nearly everyday do you just get used to it so you pass up the wonder in it? Because it happens everyday you stop getting excited about such things.

I was wondering whether this could relate to Where Jesus tells us to be like little children. (Mark 10 v13-16)

I pray I never get so used to the everyday that I stop getting excited over the little things.

I want to be like you

I want to be like Jasper for his Brains
Or like Charlie’s for her perceptive skills
Or like Emily for her Faith
Or like Roseanna for her Guts
Or like Jodie for her Organisation
Or like Helen for her Spark
Or be as wise as Luke
Or to be like Abe for his Leadership skills
Or to be as beautiful as Penny
Or to have self-discipline like my mum
Or AJ’s Honesty
Or Rachel’s ability to withstand the knocks that keep being thrown at her
Or my brothers Charisma

I was listening to I want to be just like you (sorry not the Disney version) Here are some of the lyrics

“Got to admit I've got so far to goMake so many mistakes and I'm sure that You knowSometimes it seems no matter how hard I tryWith all the pressures in life I just can't get it all right”
The song talks about the pressures of life. This week I have put all my pressures aside and still I can’t get it right.

I was told ages ago that I was my own worse critic, but to be honest I don’t criticise myself enough. What an Amazing beautiful God that can forgive and Love this great big mess.

I like a guy (see earlier post) or more I thought I did but when it came down the crunch time of it I realised that it was nothing more than me trying to fill up my only loneliness. I don’t want a relationship like that. I don’t want to be in one just purely to satisfy my own needs.

Next thing is I either can’t stop eating or I don’t at all. Both extremities are not exactly ideal. I’m trying to satisfy my hunger for something more something greater.

So what’s the answer? God should be enough for me. I say should because at the moment I’m continually wanting. I’m not content or happy with what God has given me. I shouldn’t want to be like my friends and loved ones. I shouldn’t want so much food or a guy just purely because I am not satisfied fully. I shouldn’t want to look like Penny or Pretend to be someone or something that I’m not.

I should accept and celebrate in the fact that I don’t have the same abilities that my friends have or if I do have similar abilities he hasn’t given me them to the same degree. I even know why that is. Its because of the fact God has shaped me differently to them to achieve different things for him. I should celebrate in that not feel disappointed or envious.

Please pray that I Throw away all this unhelpful and negetive thoughts, idea's and wants so my eyes can stay just on him.

Five year olds are smart

so I have stolen this from soul survivor magazine. If you dont read it you should here are some inspirational stories.

In the city dump of Tegucigalpa in Honduras live hundreds of people who depend on the rubbish generated by wealthier people to survive. With a serious reputation for being a dangerous spot, you wouldn’t want to be caught in the area for too long.So what would you do if you found yourself staring into that dump? What sort of stuff would run through your mind as you watched the hundreds of children rummaging through the foul smelling mounds of rotten food and broken glass?

This is the situation Jeony Ordonez found himself in. Being with his five year old daughter, Chris, he figured it was safest to just get out of the area altogether. Sounds sensible……His daughter didn’t think so. She wanted to pray for the other children.

A few weeks later, on returning to the dump with her Dad, Chris (still five years old remember) was convinced God wanted her and her family to do something: she urged her father to put their prayers for these children into action.And so it began. One small girl, a few small words, a little prayer and the lives of all involved are changed.

For the next six months the Ordonez family visited the dump community every day to build relationships and trust. After a while they started to provide education for the children of the dump and soon they started afternoon school classes right amongst the ‘rubbish’.

Four years later and the ‘Love and Faith’ school brings the hope of a brighter future to 75 dump children and their families. They are just about to move in to their first covered classroom in a site just outside the dump, and a growing number of kids and their families are encountering Jesus as part of the local church where Jeony is Pastor.

Just one prayer translated into action… that’s all just see what can happen.