About Me

My life is not my own, for I belong to Christ.

It is because of God's grace and for His glory that I "live and move and have my being."

I am currently back in Indiana, studying English Education at Purdue University, far from the home I've come to know and love in Victoria, Australia

My family means the world to me.

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  • Saturday, September 09, 2006


      Winter Beachin'

      [In someone else's head...]

      I was sitting near the beach, overlooking the beautiful, serene water and the magnificent sun. It was slowly setting. The rays turned the clouds soft pinks, pale orange and yellows, which reflected down upon the waters. I soaked it all in... the peacefullnes, the quiet. All at once, the perfect stillness was broken by voices of about 5 or six kids running down the path. They smiled at me, and then continued running past me down onto the sand. It looked like small scratches covered their arms and legs. One girl especially looked slightly tired, yet they all had a vibrance about them. 'They must have had a grand little adventure today," I thought. They were smiling and laughing, crouching down on the beach as if looking for something. I heard exclamations of wonder as they found some shells and something they kept calling "sea glass". I decided they must be brothers and sisters by the way they related to one another. I stood there and found myself watching them instead of the sunset. I tried to pick out where they must be from by the sound of their accent. I brought my jacket more tightly around my shoulders as it was getting more chilly. Finally, one of the boys stated that they probably had enough and should leave. As they gathered their things and started to head back, one of the girls turned and smiled at me once again. "Have a wonderful evening!" she said. I smiled back and decided to voice at least one of my questions. "What is that sea glass I hear you talking about?" One of the other girls answered, explaining that it was the glass made smooth from floating through the sea. "Ah, of course," I thought, nodding. They seemed so friendly that I decided to venture a few futher questions. After a few minutes of chatting, I learned that they were indeed siblings and Americans--Indiana Americans, to be exact--who had recently moved to Frankston. I noticed a church's name on one of the girl's shirt, and asked about that, too. Then I further learned of their reasons for being in Australia and a little bit about their church. They wished me a good evening once again and hastened up the path. I found myself smiling after them. "If only all young people were always so friendly..." The vibrant sunset soon captured my attention as before.

      Okay, so maybe that wasn't exactly what she was thinking....but you never know! ;-) It's kind of a good reminder, though, that you never really know what your actions produce. People watch you, even if you don't notice. It's nice to try to acknowledge them in cheerful way.

      Oh and, Amy, dear, I wasn't trying to copy your idea of a post, I promise. :-)

      We did have a grand little adventure today! The scratches were from our fearless leader's (aka Allen's) brilliant idea to wade through some bushes after corageously climbing over and sliding down rocky cliffs. I never want to hear the phrase, "There's a path just ahead! Seriously!" again. :-P Oh my, were there some great quotes today! I only wish I had the brain to REMEMBER them.

      Well, I'd post more, but Allen is in the process of smashing me.......ahhh! I'll finish this another day when Zachary posts his photos. Believe me, you shall be impressed and awed...



    Charity | 7:45 pm

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