Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Georgie

http://georginabrooke.blogspot.com/

I'm not usually one to say anything in this vein, but the last 78 days have actually been a bit of an emotional rollercoaster. It made the second term of uni harder to manage, and for a few weeks I developed a phobia of answering the phone, just in case it was bad news. Though I must say seeing how God has enabled Pandy and Greg to handle it is really inspirational and an awesome witness of their faith and trust in God.

Anyway, I don't think I can put much more on this subject right now.

JJ

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Monday, March 12, 2007

Top of the world?

"Now she's gone, and I don't worry,
'cos I'm sittin' on top of the world!"

This is the refrain from one of my most favorite songs in the world. When I bought the album it's on, (best of Bob Dylan) I didn't think that I might actually be able to say "she's gone", and once I was there, I never thought I'd be able to say "and I don't worry" !
Things brings around another question: am I on top of the world?

Where's that?

For me, the answer is in 1 John 4:7-16(I'm not gonna type it up, you'll have to look it up if there's anybody reading).
The passage talks about love. There's lots of notions that run about our minds of longsuffering and tenderness, but as with most places in the Bible, It's love in God's dictionary, and sometimes it's hard to remember that the Bible has verses like Hebrews 12:6
"For whom the Lord loves He chastens, And scourges every son whom He receives"

Every son.

So I guess being on top of the world involves getting scourged.
But being in that relationship with God, that's the top of the world, and I like it.

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Yesterday

I strain to see ahead,
moving mists cloud my veiw;
I turn around,

and there is yesterday.
I have a turbulant relationship with yesterday.

Sometimes I wish to forget she existed,
and remember that the things she carried cut my deepest wounds;
but at other times, I relished her presence.

She pushes me into today when tomorrow appears threatening,
and she gives me gifts of retrospect,
God teaches me wisdom with her.

Satan throws shames umpon her,
shows in her all my flaws;
and tries to grab the hope God gave me.

But in all this,
God shows me his Love in yesterday,
faithfully promises mercy in yesterday
and never leaves me alone to Satan's Batterings.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Strangly elated

Today I received in the mail a UAC offer for my first preference, Double degree in Nursing and Paramedics. I felt kind of aprehensive, and I had thoughts going through my head like; "What if I put the wrong thing on my form and didn't notice?" and "what will I do if I did mess it up?".
I feel strangly elated somehow. Finding out that I have the privelage to spend the next four years studying, obtaining a large Debt that will be paid off in my taxes for years to come and to comitt four years of my time in a few short minutes of filling out acceptance forms.

I'll get over the elation soon, though.

It's really hot here and space near a fan is at a premium.

Slàn!

Saturday, January 13, 2007

Tomorrow

"Tomorrow's Gonna be another day"

By Tommy Boyce and Steve Venet

I'm gonna pack up all my pain,
I been a keepin' in my heart,
I'm gonna catch me the fastest train
And make me a brand new start
But that's okay,
Tomorrow's gonna be another day,
Hey, hey, hey.
And I don't care what they say
Tomorrow's gonna be, tomorrow's gonna be,
Tomorrow's gonna be another day.
hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey.

They say there's a lotta fish,
Swimmin' in the deep blue sea,
I'm gonna catch me a pretty one
And she'll be good to me.
But that's okay,
Tomorrow's gonna be another day,
Hey, hey, hey.
And I don't care what they say
Tomorrow's gonna be, tomorrow's gonna be,
Tomorrow's gonna be another day.
Yay, yay, yay,
Yay, yay, yay.

Well, I ain't gonna think about ya,
'Cause it ain't no use no more,
I'm gonna make it fine without ya,
Just like I did before,
I'm on my way.
Tomorrow's gonna be another day,
Hey, hey, hey.
And I don't care what they say
Tomorrow's gonna be, tomorrow's gonna be,
Tomorrow's gonna be another day.
Yay, yay, yay,
Yay, yay, yay.

This is one of my favorite Monkees songs, partly because there's really cool Guitar and Harmonica Parts, the other reasons I like it are elusive to dictation.

I can't really say that the first verse is the best example of what to do. I've certainly tried packing up the pain (I haven't caught any trains for the purpose of getting away from pain, though, perhaps in the metaphorical sense I have) and that goes nowhere pleasant. Taking pain to Jesus is far better, but by no means an instant cure, wounds to our hearts take a long time to heal, but Jesus is the best Spiritual Cardiologist.

Second verse. Personally, I don't think that fishing is quite the best analogy for this subject, Because you don't know what's in the ocean. You cast your line and wait to see what bites - and whatever you catch that doesn't appeal you throw back. I think that perhaps speargun fishing would be a better analogy, you choose and pursue your quarry - and at the right moment, BAM! a hungry grey nurse Shark bites your nose off!

The third verse. I think I like this one. This is how I've approached many hurts, the results have been Good, bad, ugly and very ugly. When someone hurts you deeply, "Just like I did before" is just wishful thinking. You need to find a new way.

Oh well,
Maybe I'll share anothor of my Fav songs later.

Slàn!

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Of Windows and Frogs

No, This post is not going to have a go at microsoft, however tempting it may be.

Last night, as I was trying to drift off to sleep, I was faced with a dilemma:
There is a pond in our yard, in the pond live several frogs. These frogs are Very noisy at night. The air outside was cool, however, if I shut the window my room would become rather stuffy and uncomfortable, making it hard to get to sleep. The frogs made it hard to get to sleep.

I was stuck between a frog and a glass pane.

I chose to endure the frogs, and I did eventually get to sleep, but not after what seemed to be the recitation of all printed words in Strong's exausting concordance in three frog languages.

And so this minor ordeal (Whinge whinge) was forgotten until this afternoon, when It came back to me like a wet frog in the face as I remembered a passage of scripture I hadn't read in ages.

" Therefore, having been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom also we have access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God. And not only that, but we also glory in tribulations, knowing that tribulation produces perseverance; and perseverance, character; and character, hope. Now hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out in our hearts by the Holy Spirit who was given to us."
Romans 5:1-5

I don't really think that frogs croaking at bedtime count as a very impressive tribulation, but it was a good reminder about persevering on towards the goal (sleep) and that developing perseverance and character produce hope. I think there is sometimes a tendency in the Church to possess an attitude of "the easy way", "don't offend anyone" and "let's be wishy-washy so no-one will have a go at us for what we believe". These sorts of attitudes is what I think happens when Christianity is bled dry of all perseverance and character, because there is no hope in them. None at all.

There's my rant for today.

Slàn!