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.
Living in America and loving in Australia, I am blessed indeed.
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Tuesday, February 19, 2008
These days, I wish I was six again.
I was talking to some friends recently about how I always thought I would be so old and wise by the time I was a senior in highschool. I imagined having my life all figured out, excited about all my great plans. I would have all the freedom I could ever want and endless ways to use it. And surely by then I would know everything I could possibly need to know for the rest of life.
Another conversation brought encouragement from a dear friend to "be still and know that God is God." Even in the midst of all the anxiety and uncertainty, I can know that He is ever faithful and never changing.
Anyway, let me be "bloggy" and say the following were the highlights of my day today:
- Singing happy birthday and talking to my dear oldest brother on his 21st birthday.
- Laughing really hard during a phone conversation with Julia.
- Going swimming with Mom and Tamara, realizing what a pretty poor swimmer I am but having a great time losing races to Tamara.
- Watching sing-a-longs (on the internet) with Beth.
- Being encouraged and challenged by both my elders in tonights Bible study/fellowship group.
So, really, I'm glad I don't have to be six years old forever. My learning and experiences would be sadly limited. I'm thankful for life and growth.
"People are always saying that Cinderella is a princess. She was only a princess for, like, three words of the story: they lived Happily Ever After!"__Tamara
[These rather darling little people areAllen, Zachary, me, and Maria...15 years ago. I realize there isn't really any snow on the ground to speak of, but Mom said we always wanted to go out when we saw even the teeniest bit, and it had probably all melted by the time she got us all bundled up in our little snowsuits!]
Charity | 10:17 pm
Monday, February 04, 2008
Thy Kingdom Come
There is officially a Frankston Reformed Presbyterian Church! The organization service took place this past Saturday. Andrew Stewart reminded us of what building the church means.
- It is not something we take for granted.
- It must be built up in godliness, character, unity, and love...as well as in numbers.
- It has to be founded on the preaching of Christ crucified.
- It will overcome Satan and all his defences.
- It is being built by Jesus Christ, to whom the praise and glory belongs.
Looking around at our small group may at times bring discouragement. That is when we have to look around to see what God has done and is doing and will do! We're just ordinary people working alongside our Extraordinary Builder.
On hilltops sown a little grain,
Like Lebanon with fruit shall bend;
New life the city shall attain;
She shall like grass grow and extend,
She shall like grass grow and extend.
Now blessed be our God alone,
Jehovah, God of Israel;
For only He has wonders done;
His deeds in glory far excel,
His deeds in glory far excel.
--Psalm 72:16, 18
[I currently lack photos, but I am going to try to steal some from someone from church...]
Charity | 10:12 pm