tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59594272011-09-06T15:26:05.471+10:00Through My Blue Eyesread it and...smile.Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.comBlogger9701100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-51392151582284237002010-06-03T13:23:00.004+10:002010-06-03T14:37:00.180+10:00The Last Days of the Blackwood EightIt's two in the afternoon, and I've already been up for nearly 12 hours. We Blackwoods are getting used to these middle-of-the-night trips to the airport. Allen and Zachary are on their way back across the ocean, on two different flights. Allen's left at 6 a.m., and Zachary's was scheduled to leave at 10 but kept getting delayed and ended up not leaving until Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-23076847229990969852010-05-28T22:39:00.003+10:002010-05-28T23:16:18.689+10:00In the Land of OzIn the Land of OzIt has been a very long time since I have written on this dear little blog. I got caught up in college life and completely neglected writing purely for the joy of it. I have been journaling a lot more lately, especially since I've been in Australia with so much time on my hands, but there's something about blogging that makes me feel more fun and creative. I've missed it. So hereCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-20212113608865402232009-09-08T11:34:00.002+10:002009-09-08T11:38:12.155+10:00Just so ya know...My purdue blog is now up and running! I'm not on the home page for the bloggers yet (apparently the admissions office people are super busy and haven't had time to update the front page with the new bloggers), but you can see my posts here: http://www.boilermakerlife.org/blogs/?author=27. I've been getting some comments from my family, which has been a lot of fun. Feel free to Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-67012036340776694572009-08-17T23:55:00.004+10:002009-08-18T00:05:00.337+10:00Who knew?When I started my blog at the age of 13, I had no idea that it might one day get me a job.That's right, a job! Like a real paying job! I had an interview in the Purdue admissions office this morning, and they would like me to blog a few times a week for them. I still get to write my conversational posts about every day life, in the hopes of engaging possible incoming students. I can do Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-82866841603364964182009-08-05T06:44:00.001+10:002009-08-06T05:44:10.407+10:00I feel like such an adult these daysAdultish things I've done lately:Taken myself to the doctor (my dad made me make an appointment after being sick for 4 weeks...and all I had was a sinus infection and a very slight case of pnemonia in my left lung. What's the big deal anyway?)Taken myself to the social security office (and the guy was so impressed that I had actually taken the time to fill out Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-35014290878697342092009-07-22T01:51:00.002+10:002009-07-22T03:06:16.850+10:00"The bravest thing I have is Hope."Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me?Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God.--Psalm 42:11I so often put my hope in the wrong things. I put my hope in people. I put my hope in circumstances. I put my hope in the things that will pass and fade. And I wind up disappointed. Every time. There is a HopeCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-33525722713612230542009-07-09T00:31:00.001+10:002009-07-09T00:33:00.843+10:00RainBy Shel SilversteinI opened my eyesAnd looked up at the rain,And it dripped in my headAnd flowed into my brain,And all that I hear as I lie in my bedIs the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head. I step very softly,I walk very slow,I can't do a handstand—I might overflow,So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said—I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head.--*gasp* I know, TWO POSTS INCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-65036325868604959392009-07-08T02:37:00.005+10:002009-07-08T03:04:54.595+10:00Though I'm sure no one will bother reading this......I'd like to spill out a few of my thoughts. I know that's not always the best idea, especially in such a public form, but I figure I'm most likely only writing to myself anyway. So what's on my heart? Well, I'm thinking about love. Yes, what a girl I am. Always thinking about love. Truly, though, it will not cease to bewilder and amaze me. LoveCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-33749058187799836462008-12-01T16:08:00.002+11:002008-12-05T06:42:36.001+11:00Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes...I forgot how much I missed this part of winter. One of the things on my top ten list of extremely exciting experiences is waking up and looking out the window to be surprised with a breath-takingly beautiful blanket of pure white snow. I thoroughly enjoyed my walk to and from school today, with soft snow beneath my feet and fresh flurries swirling Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-30176249449196350002008-10-30T12:55:00.003+11:002008-10-31T04:19:28.266+11:00Little JoysLife is really quite good, overall. However, I have those times where I just get overwhelmed by the busyness of everything. It's those times that I really need to stop and consider all those little blessings in which the Lord gives me joy.Completing homework and feeling good about itChatting with Australian friends, having them say "G'day mate, how are you going?"Drinking Ruthy's Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-51686016918045931822008-09-30T06:30:00.002+10:002008-09-30T06:35:36.329+10:00I'm bad at the whole updating thing......as I was kindly reminded by a friend. I always thought I'd keep up my blog faithfully forever and always. I saw plenty of people who moved on to college and left their lonely blogs to die, but I KNEW that would never happen to mine.Oops. Sorry.Here's the scoop:I'm alive.I'm sick.I'm busy.I like Purdue.I miss Australia.I just got back from Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-82521974411344058382008-08-21T00:26:00.003+10:002008-08-21T01:43:06.641+10:00973....things to do?Yes, folks, this IS my nine-hundred-and-seventy-third post! And I know I haven't updated much of anything in the past couple months and I've probably lost all of my dedicated fans, but I've decided to write a little something before life TRULY gets crazy. The International Conference was positively, spectacularly AMAZING! I can't even begin to summarize all the wonderful Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-90075291480509031422008-07-15T11:29:00.000+10:002008-07-16T01:29:44.579+10:00Right Now I'm Still...Amazed at warm weatherExpecting to hear Australian accentsPoking fun at American accentsConfused about what time it isMissing people I haven't gotten to see yetMissing people I just saw last weekGetting made fun of for my lapses into Ozzie lingoDriving on the "wrong" side of the roadForgetting which country I'm inGlad to be back in America, sad to be away from Australia, Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-46980409462621082742008-06-28T23:30:00.002+10:002008-06-28T23:42:09.046+10:00So little time, SO much to do!!!But God is faithful, as I am constantly reminded. I have no time to write about all the wonderful and exciting things that have been going on in the past few weeks (not to mention the things that are coming up very soon!), but here is a small something...Here are some PHOTOS!!Enjoy! Maybe I can get in a good post before we leave for the States... inbetween going toCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-62213179157615033132008-06-05T11:17:00.000+10:002008-06-05T11:19:32.008+10:00More Goings-onRuth and Kate are here from Indiana!!! We kids drove to the city bright and early Friday morning to pick them up. We've been relaxing a bit this week, letting the girls get over their jetlag (which I am convinced is contagious!). We have been busy with a few things, though.Saturday was my first piano recital with my students! I woke up voiceless on Saturday morning, after being sickCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-60885233736817836422008-05-21T22:35:00.000+10:002008-05-21T22:36:40.869+10:00Random RecentnessJosh Glover had his second piano lesson this week. He's five and has the adorable habit of counting with 'frees'. "One, two, free; free, two, one." When we got to the last few minutes of the lesson, I decided we had time for one more page. He looked up at me with his big, brown eyes, lip trembling, and said, "Well...sometimes...I, um, if I just do this too long...um, well, it Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-73977825945389512722008-05-12T22:58:00.001+10:002008-05-12T22:58:15.001+10:00Something I've been enjoying lately...Piano lessons. I've been giving piano lessons for the past 8 months or so. I currently have 7 students, 6 of which are kids from church. Most of them are new beginners, though a couple of them had taken lessons previously. I really love teaching all of them. It's nice to earn the money, but mostly I just like getting kids excited about something that I find Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-37611378210047726472008-05-01T23:34:00.001+10:002008-05-01T23:39:28.398+10:00Show me Your ways, O LORDGrowing up seems to be such a long process. It seems we are always waiting for the next stage in life, the next step which will surely be more exciting than the last. There is the constant temptation to be looking ahead instead of enjoying today for what it is. And then it is too late; the present has slipped into the past, leaving the future just as unreachable as Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-84128090492420357032008-04-21T23:05:00.002+10:002008-04-21T23:07:15.954+10:00O Love That Wilt Not Let Me GoGeorge Matheson, 1882O Love that wilt not let me go,I rest my weary soul in thee;I give thee back the life I owe,that in thine ocean depths its flowmay richer, fuller be.O Light that follow’st all my way,I yield my flick’ring torch to thee;my heart restores its borrowed ray,that in thy sunshine’s blaze its daymay brighter, fairer be.O Joy that seekest me through painCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-81091979638888883672008-04-06T15:45:00.006+10:002008-04-06T15:53:20.481+10:00Hard isn't always bad. I need you to please pray for me as I try to determine what God is calling me to in the near future. I have to make a decision about uni by May 1st, and it is scary how quickly that is approaching. *sigh*Thank you."And we know that God works all things together for good, to those who love Him, to those who are called according to His purpose."--Romans 8:28 p.s. happy Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-88654403622894122792008-04-01T11:08:00.000+11:002008-04-01T11:08:30.220+11:00To eat or not to eat!Once upon a time, 3 Blackwood girls took the train to Geelong in order to spend a few days with their good friends the Bedfords, Mikelsons, and Blakstons. One day, while at the Mikelsons, we girls (Emily, Meg, Bessie, Maria, and I) decided it was time for lunch. It was about 2:30, and we couldn't find anything to eat. Plan A was to order pizza. That plan quickly failed since Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-85763940653143397512008-03-26T20:30:00.008+11:002008-03-26T20:58:16.901+11:00When I'm At Dixon's Creek...I could write all about the wonderful 4 days I just had at Dixon's Creek (the Reformed Presbyterian Church campsite). I could tell you all about the people I had the blessing of seeing and fellowshipping with, the big beautiful outdoors around the campsite, my lack of sleep. I could go on and on about the crazy games we played, the amazing food we ate, the Psalms we Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-72685223335190156342008-03-17T23:05:00.002+11:002008-03-17T23:10:44.443+11:00"In the clean pages of your Bible..."We girls just got back from our fortnightly Young Adults Bible study. We're the only ones from Frankston RPC, and the rest of the group is made up of young people from various other churches in the area. We just started studying the book of Amos. As my Dad likes to say, "It's in the clean pages of your Bible." I recently read through the Prophets, and it was Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-62500433081848844902008-03-14T17:11:00.004+11:002008-03-14T17:45:17.983+11:00"I got a baby for my birthday."My little sister Tamara was born on my 3rd birthday. When people asked me what kind of presents I got, I truthfully answered, "I got a baby for my birthday." "Aww, cute! A baby doll?""No, a real baby!"From then on, my life was to be filled with shared birthdays. I had no idea what was going on for the first couple years, so life went on happy and innocent as ever. Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-20748211108021460952008-03-10T22:42:00.000+11:002008-03-10T22:42:16.537+11:00Driving Into the SunFor those of you who don't know, today is Labour Day in Australia. We got invited by some friends from church to go boating and skiing and tubing on our day off. Greta, a friend from church, spent the night so she could come along with us. The plan was to leave bright and early, so our bedroom light went on at exactly 6:30 a.m. I hate the process of getting up early (besides, Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-63472149756787138572008-03-01T23:10:00.001+11:002008-03-01T23:13:50.615+11:00They're HEEEEEEEEEEre!!!!!!!The day that we've been hoping and praying for for so very long is finally here! The Blakston family moved into their new house in Frankston TODAY! I am so delightedly exhuberantly joyfully excited that I could cry. It seems so unreal that they are now living five minutes away, as opposed to the two hour drive it takes us to get to Geelong. It will be such a huge, hugeCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-84086791991144575932008-02-19T22:17:00.001+11:002008-02-19T22:20:11.998+11:00These 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 Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-22407435387781186652008-02-04T22:12:00.000+11:002008-02-04T22:12:11.335+11:00Thy Kingdom ComeThere 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 Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-47265429626274558722008-01-28T11:11:00.000+11:002008-01-28T11:16:34.703+11:00I Can Only ImagineI wrote this on 4 July, 2007 -- during our visit back to the States.Someday we'll all be together, and we'll never have to leave. There will be no oceans to cross in order to end seperation for a time. There will be no weeping or heartache or any kind of sorrow. We will never have to feel empty or alone or afraid. Time will stop slipping away from us, and perfect days will neverCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-65894049736559318022008-01-23T11:15:00.000+11:002008-01-23T11:28:18.749+11:00The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken awayThe Lord took our dear Mee-Maw (Betty Eger) to be with Him today. Well, I guess it was "yesterday" in the States. We found out exactly a week ago that she had been diagnosed with leukemia. The doctors "gave her" 2 months to live. God gave her a week. But, before that, He gave her 15 years to serve Him. I can't ask, "why" because I know. We live in a Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-7691895458014135972008-01-12T19:59:00.000+11:002008-01-12T19:59:23.348+11:00Oh, the funniness of living in the Blackwood house!Upon arriving home from our bike trip and finding Benjamin in the back yard...Maria: Umm, Benjamin? Why are you mowing the lawn?Benjamin: Because I've been locked out of the house for half an hour and I am taking my anger out on the lawn!Me: Mom, you're so nice!Tamara: Mom, you're really nice!Mom: Okay, what do you want?Maria: Mom, I think you'reCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-29640479542635837892008-01-09T14:22:00.000+11:002008-01-09T14:21:43.945+11:00"With all kinds of prayers and requests..."We've been seeing a lot of our good friends the Blakstons lately, and that is always so much fun. They are planning on moving to Frankston within the next few weeks, Lord willing, so you could pray with us and them that Jono would find a good job and that they could also find a suitable house. We are really hoping they will be able to live closeby. It Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-45395362261626003102007-12-31T11:33:00.000+11:002007-12-31T11:33:59.859+11:00All quickly ends. How soon we go...Today marks the end of 2007. This year went very differently than I had "planned". Obviously, that was the Plan all along. Yesterday morning in church, we sang Psalm 90C. I think everyone was wrapped up in the powerful words of the Psalm, along with the added bonus of the amazing harmonies and the building acoustics. It holds particular meaning at the closing ofCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-47363478911316545702007-12-22T00:20:00.000+11:002007-12-22T00:29:53.126+11:00Some real stuffI haven't really put anything about my recent life on here in a while. I haven't really felt the urge to update with random stories. Somehow, tonight I do. Well, I guess it's morning now -- 12:03. Summer break officially started a few weeks ago. I haven't done anything exciting or outstanding so far. I've been reading a lot of good books, which has been very nice. I finally Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-101217523080654112007-12-17T22:22:00.000+11:002007-12-17T22:36:10.938+11:00Once upon a time......I needed a hug. And my far away brother, Zachary, sent me this:
Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-30642449532385092102007-12-16T21:36:00.000+11:002007-12-16T21:36:32.272+11:00QuotablesJosh McEwen: *pointing to reindeer chocolate* Eleni, what do you think those are?Eleni: Dogs.Josh: *pointing to Santa chocolate* And who do you think that is?Eleni: Abraham.Me: Eleni, are you excited about your mum having a baby?Eleni: Oh, yes. Me: Do you want a brother or a sister?Eleni: A sister ... God decides that, actually. What can I say? She's a McEwen! Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-52936291137704431442007-12-13T23:45:00.000+11:002007-12-13T23:49:37.256+11:00Sing Joyfully to Him with PsalmsWe entered the Glover kids in the Psalmtube contest on www.crownandcovenant.com. We didn't really practice, and you can't exactly hear what they are singing, but the general cuteness makes up for it. Notice the extra bright smiles at the beginning, especially? "You're singing God's praises! Look happy!" I told them. Joshy was a little over-enthusiastic, and James Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-76974315147503270792007-12-03T13:13:00.000+11:002007-12-03T13:21:11.697+11:00The Sixth Point of Calvinism--some thoughts inspired by Alastair McEwen's sermon "The Sixth Point of Calvinism", Bible study discussion of "Talking to God: The Theology of Prayer", and Elisabeth Elliot's "Through the Gates of Splendour"--The Calvinistic beliefs can be generally summed up in the acronym TULIP:Total depravity--people aren't as bad as they could be, but are each one fallen and dead Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-71813999511438827902007-11-30T23:50:00.000+11:002007-11-30T23:57:00.611+11:00Put the Lights on the TreeMy little piano tutee, Cassandra, was delighted to see our living room filled with recently hung Christmas decor. Somehow, even with the red and green-ness surrounding me, I can't quite get into the "Christmas mode". Even the many emails circling through the Blackwood kids' inboxes entitled "Christmas Wish List!" aren't quite pulling me into my usual Christmas cheer. It Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-36875791097137989552007-11-21T17:12:00.000+11:002007-11-21T17:12:31.283+11:00How Great Is Our God?How Great Is Our God?Psalm 33The Sovereignty of the LORD in Creation and History 1 Rejoice in the LORD, O you righteous! For praise from the upright is beautiful. 2 Praise the LORD with the harp; Make melody to Him with an instrument of ten strings. 3 Sing to Him a new song; Play skillfully with a shout of joy. 4 For the word of the LORD is right, And allCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-40280268871412691602007-11-18T21:27:00.000+11:002007-11-18T21:27:18.435+11:00The Fear of the Front RowIt will never cease to amaze me how persistently people will avoid sitting in or near the front row in church. No matter how many different arrangements we make with the chairs, the front rows are always left empty (excepting a Blackwood or two).What are people so afraid of? Here are some reasons to sit in the front row(s):It encourages your pastor It leaves back rows forCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-82917663737657387942007-11-16T18:09:00.000+11:002007-11-16T18:17:09.800+11:00If you like free Christian books...check out www.christianaudio.com and register so you can download a free audio book every month! I'm pretty excited about "The Religious Affections" by Jonathan Edwards that I started downloading yesterday. It's a lot of new thoughts to think through, but it's definitely worth the time. Another cool site is www.freerice.com. Test out your vocab and help feed theCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-5482224918501243772007-11-12T14:13:00.000+11:002007-11-12T14:38:24.244+11:00Of country roads and public toiletsWe just got back from our annual Nhill visit. Oh the joy of family roadtrips. The car ride there seemed like an eternity. We left two hours late, and half an hour down the road we had already eaten half the snacks we brought. Our book-on-tape selection that Maria, Tamara, and I had grabbed on our quick run to the library wasn't all that fabulous, and it was HOT.Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-84048370077890146782007-11-05T21:43:00.000+11:002007-11-05T21:43:16.475+11:00AmateuresI am pretty sure I shamed the name of the State of Basketball tonight in attempting to play with my siblings, Dad, Matt, and James. My ever-faithfully supportive teammate James spent the entire first half of the game attempting to kick me off his team. He dropped occasional casual hints, such as "Maybe Charity and Ben should switch places. Can Charity go on their team? I think it would Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-58001056595061245222007-11-04T20:41:00.000+11:002007-11-05T14:13:35.806+11:00In a dry and thirsty LandI was awakened by thunder for the first time in at least 2 years. It was about 3 a.m., and I almost wondered if I was still dreaming. I smiled, half-asleep, at the lightning streaming through our windows and the roaring thunder. I praised the Lord for His demonstrated power and His mercy in sending the rain. It rained all night and most of today. I think this has been theCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-17857958720293343492007-10-31T23:03:00.000+11:002007-10-31T23:14:21.532+11:00It's November.Well, almost. One more hour.NOVEMBER!!!Please explain to me once more why it is getting constantly warmer, school is getting out, and NO ONE IS CELEBRATING THANKSGIVING!!!!!!!Maybe I'll sleep on it.Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-79576235409731983402007-10-22T21:11:00.000+10:002007-10-23T19:35:11.085+10:00Tearily Joyful"My heart doth overflow."I am so thankful that God has been so visibly at work in the Reformed Presbyterian Church of Australia over the past couple of weeks. I cannot express the joy I have as I see Him fulfilling His promise to build His glorious church. Of course, I must continue to be joyful through all the circumstances in which He places me in the ministry here. I must praise Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-87788348661297443072007-10-17T17:08:00.000+10:002007-10-17T19:50:54.248+10:00Exciting Happenings-->Sons of KorahM, T, and I were able to attend a Sons of Korah concert in Melbourne on Saturday night! For those of you who haven't heard of them, Sons of Korah is a band of Australian Christians who sing Psalms set to acoustical music. The band name is from the Biblical Sons of Korah who wrote some of the Psalms. We'd heard some of their CDs, but had never seen them in personCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-28914792026859922242007-10-10T21:41:00.000+10:002007-10-13T09:55:43.742+10:00Spring. Lovely Spring. I'd been meaning to take a bunch of photos of the beautiful new life surrounding our house, but I kept forgetting. I told Maria of my intentions a couple days ago, and she went and did the job for me. So, thanks to Maria, here are some rather gorgeous photos of some of our little beauties outside. [Special note to Grandma Cole: Mom wanted to make sure you saw these!] Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-73512543744558877652007-10-05T16:35:00.000+10:002007-10-05T17:23:34.889+10:00The season has changedSometimes, I just want to live at Dixon's Creek. Coming back from my first Big Person experience there, I am wishing that real life was as easy as Junior Camp. Playing everlasting cricket and "tiggy" games, taking bush walks, eating constantly, reading stories, and focusing on God. What could be better? Tomorrow morning I must rise bright and early in order to undergo Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-3763061595321101552007-09-30T23:04:00.001+10:002007-09-30T23:07:15.520+10:00It upsets me......that people who have the blessing of CYPU events (and/or youth groups) fail to make an effort to take advantage of them. You don't know how blessed you are until it's all gone. So don't waste it. Please. These things are important. Thank you.Goodnight.Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-12030750070929525562007-09-22T12:23:00.000+10:002007-09-22T12:24:10.434+10:00A night to remember...We ate our homemade cheesecake,drank our Matt-approved coffee,spent hours upon hours chatting,examined countless concerns about college,received wise and caring counsel,discussed aspects of life in the church,reviewed opportunities for witnessing for Christ,vented to the point of almost crying,considered Biblical concepts,and ended up with exceedingly dry contacts Thanks, Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-56391940945878510022007-09-19T17:22:00.000+10:002007-09-19T17:28:52.225+10:00Power shortage...or notThe power went out on Sunday afternoon, just before we left for evening service. As people started arriving at the building in which we meet, we formed a circle just inside the doors and talked about what we should do. It was cold and it was dark. Jan, half-serious and half-jokingly, suggested church by candlelight. In the end, we decided it would be best to go ahead with aCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-75666756740022404182007-09-13T21:48:00.000+10:002007-09-13T22:56:45.755+10:00"Don't cry, Shopgirl...don't cry."I L O V E the movie "You've Got Mail". I watched it for the first time a few months ago, and I've probably seen it 10 times since. I don't know what makes it so incredible but I can watch it over and over and not get tired of it. The songs, the lines, the actors... It is just completely wonderful. (Well, okay, not completely...but definitely one of my favorites.)Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-73295015496278996812007-09-08T19:15:00.000+10:002007-09-08T19:44:21.481+10:00Real LifeI have eaten 6 meals in the past 2 days. That is more than I ate on all the other days of the week combined. I missed my appetite. As I dried the dishes tonight, Benji washed and listened to Adventures in Odyssey on his mp3 player (his pride and joy!!). He would randomly say lines from the episodes he was listening to. I was amused.Tomorrow I teach Sunday school. I'm thinking some Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-34275562605290323452007-09-04T18:16:00.000+10:002007-09-04T20:39:34.454+10:00Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own wordsHere I am, sitting in my newly cleaned room. This is kind of a rare occasion, and I intend to enjoy it while it lasts. The beds are even made! Now, bed-making is a difficult enough task in itself, but attempting it on a bed 10 feet off the ground makes for an even more impossible task. It really doesn't take all that much to clean our Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-87888393804431922912007-08-27T12:15:00.000+10:002007-08-27T12:15:32.224+10:00Rainbows are made from sunshine and rainWhile last weekend seemed rather rainy, this weekend was filled with the sunshine of friends. We started our weekend early by having Elli over for the night on Thursday. The highlights of that night included us girls kneading pizza dough by throwing it across the kitchen to each other (we only missed a couple times), doing headstands in our room (until dad Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-85046685118175176182007-08-17T09:18:00.000+10:002007-08-17T09:55:38.204+10:00Always be ready...So, Maria and I pretty much outlined the book of Genesis in biology class yesterday. It was quite the interesting discussion."So, like, what do Buddhists believe about evolution?" (classmate)"Uh, I really have no idea." (me&Maria)"Well, I was thinking about doing my English paper on Evolution vs. Religion.""You mean...Evolution vs. Creation?""Oh, yeah! That's great! You know allCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-12535928054642288512007-08-13T19:35:00.000+10:002007-08-13T19:35:17.274+10:00Promised PhotosWhat an excuse for a post, eh? Now that you've read about it, you can see exactly what we did in the city! Unfortunately, we weren't able to go again this weekend...but I think we are going to watch a movie with Elli tonight. We are so excited about our new friend -- and so very sad that she is going back to Germany in less than 3 weeks! Waiting for the train in Frankston. It was Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-29977347224451624762007-08-05T21:39:00.000+10:002007-08-05T22:07:23.683+10:00To the city and backSorry about the last post. I was very jetlagged and a little emotionally worn out. I'm finally in a blogging mood once again, and I'm wondering if I actually have any readers left.Yesterday afternoon was one of the best I've had here in Oz. I've had many grand days here, but yesterday had some extra thrill to it. Maria, Tamara, and I went with our new friend Ellie to MelbourneCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-53908615313502695822007-07-20T18:13:00.000+10:002007-07-20T18:17:16.888+10:00Back.I feel like crying, throwing up, and going to bed. I'll probably just stick with the last one. I'll feel better when I'm not so letlagged. Let's hope. It is good to be done with living out of a suitcase. I'll just stick with that for now. I'll think of exciting things to put on here. Eventually. Goodnight/morning/whatevertimeitissupposedtobe...Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-5942565106139844262007-06-30T13:07:00.000+10:002007-07-02T03:50:24.670+10:00Wouldn't it be nice...So we're back from ECHO and almost in the middle of our time here in the States.Mixed emotions.Complete exhaustion.Goodnight. Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-30125212023266180642007-06-15T07:54:00.000+10:002007-06-15T08:09:58.350+10:00I like to be in America!DUDE! Here we are!!! I am laughing at the fact that whilst I impatiently await for our flight to Indy to depart, I am getting on the internet. How sad. Dad started it!I'm going to see a lot of you in a FEW HOURS!! Okay, I'm really trying to get the adrenaline pumping here because I have had maybe 6 hours of sleep in the past 48 hours, so I am exhausted. You should have Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-89528402569784614172007-06-12T14:26:00.000+10:002007-06-12T14:34:33.764+10:00Clarification:To those of you who care...Okay, people, here's the plan. Our original flight is scheduled to land in Indy on Thursday, 14 June, at 11:19 p.m. However, Mom and Dad would be thrilled if, sometime during our 7 hour layover in L.A., we could get an earlier flight to Indy. Dad says the only one he has seen that would be worth trying to catch would arrive in Indy at 8:30 p.m. We won't Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-517924994959839542007-06-11T17:09:00.000+10:002007-06-11T17:16:59.511+10:00Emotions: Can you trust them?That was the topic at youth camp. IT WAS STUPENDOUSLY AMAZING!!!!! Oh my, oh my, I would so love to write about every single tiny little detail of the wonderful 3 1/2 days at Dikko, but I really and truly and honestly don't have the time. So, please ask me about Youth Camp when you next see me. Honestly, please do! I would love, love, LOVE to tell you. I'm incredibly Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-39784495102802517222007-06-07T20:29:00.000+10:002007-06-07T22:49:01.151+10:00Mailed LoveIt feels like Christmas. I've received three snail mail letters and one package this week. The package was put together last March and finally reached us yesterday. I FINALLY HAVE MY CYPU T-SHIRT! I had to put it on as soon as I got it (I've been waiting for a year and a half!). Of course, the package got opened and inspected by the Australian Quarantine. Again. Though I don't think Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-86048167335592173352007-06-04T18:40:00.000+10:002007-06-04T19:51:42.668+10:00I need you/ like a dragonfly's wings need the wind...I need you/ like a dragonfly's wings need the wind...I stayed up late last night finishing "The Last Disciple". I hate it when really good books come to an end. Dad said he ordered the next book in the series, though; I can't wait to get it. But I have so many more books on my "to read" list. Maybe I'll take advantage of that 18 hour flight we have coming up.I got two snail mail letters today. OhCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-62161806880571465382007-05-28T19:15:00.000+10:002007-05-28T20:04:53.773+10:00From Such Great HeightsAfter Maria and I got the brilliant idea to re-arrange our room to provide more space for us threesome, Dad decided to bring out his carpenter skills and fix our space problem to a much greater degree.Our room looks rather amazing now. You should all come over and see for youselves. Seeing as you probably won't, though, here's some photographic evidence: After seeing the Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-87578186812337921952007-05-23T16:09:00.000+10:002007-05-28T19:17:55.810+10:00Wonder Woman!!Julia is nothing less than amazing. If I were feeling really creative, I'd try to write another poem in attempts to capsulize her grandness. Maybe next time. Julia, you make the world laugh. In a good way. And you're a good friend.etc. etc. etc. The End :o)Randomosity: Mae - Embers And Envelopes Music Video Codes By Music Video Codep.s. Just to clarify: my previous Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-13031894444414178502007-05-22T22:17:00.000+10:002007-05-22T22:27:30.955+10:00What have we done with LOVE?What have we done with LOVE?Love can't wait.Whatever happened to "love is patient" (1 Corinthians 13:4)?Listen to your heart.Whatever happened to "the heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure. Who can understand it?" (Jeremiah 17:9)?Don't hold back.Whatever happened to "do not stir up nor awaken love until it pleases" (Song of Solomon 3:5)?All's fair in love.Whatever happened to "love Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-69919961786830951852007-05-15T21:43:00.000+10:002007-05-15T22:06:01.545+10:00Encouragement[.:because it is important:.]"And let us not grow weary doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart."--Galatians 6:9"Therefore, my beloved brethren, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that your labor is not in vain in the Lord."--1 Corinthians 15:58"Those who sow in tearsShall reap in joy.He who continually goes forth Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-3954714981047990142007-05-08T22:32:00.000+10:002007-05-08T22:33:11.080+10:00I LOVE it!!!Let's face it. There are just some lovely things in life. Long division of polynomials probably is not one of them...though I have to admit I kind of like it. However, there is a whole, huge, heaping list of other lifeful things to choose from. Today I'm going to have to go with basketball. Okay, you may all laugh hysterically at this time. Ahem. Now that we're over that... I LOVE Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-29615048546559326332007-05-04T18:20:00.000+10:002007-05-04T18:30:35.360+10:00Life is a songLife is a song. Sing it.The lyrics are ultimately not yours to decide. Nor is the musical format to be arranged by your hands. Each note, each tone, is yours to discover -- pre-written for you in a far more perfect and beautiful way than anyone could attempt. Anyone, that is, besides the Creator of music.The Ultimate Musician, Who in grace directs the music of your life, does so with an Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-54938132903654220342007-04-24T22:32:00.000+10:002007-04-24T22:48:12.420+10:00Good things happened today.I lived.I didn't fail my maths test (I didn't ace it, either...but that's beside the point).People in my maths class didn't comment on my apparel.I conversed with birds, cats, and a horse (and Tamara laughed REALLY hard at me).Two people smiled, thumbs-uped, and otherwise praised us whilst we rode Maria's scooter thingy (instead of yelling at us for riding on the road, Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-6403510890797601992007-04-15T22:16:00.001+10:002007-04-15T22:16:47.806+10:00A New Week......surely full of new possibilities, opportunities, challenges, and blessings--ready to be tackled one day at a time, as God gives the grace. So I'm not always known as the optimist, but I'm feeling very refreshed after two wonderful sermons and quality fellowship with God's people. I just hope I can keep looking to God throughout the next week...and the next and the next. *breathingCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-16543043707865234782007-04-10T14:24:00.000+10:002007-04-10T14:26:43.163+10:00Happy CampersHappy CampersAt about 5:30 Thursday morning, we Blackwoods set out on our very first real camping trip. Out in the middle of Nowhere (also known as the Murray River), we not only slept in tents, but we used tents for a kitchen, toilet, and shower, as well. We didn't just make s'mores (more lovely American-ness to introduce to the Ozzies!) over the fire; we also roasted potatoes, toasted our breadCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-3773938642646386462007-03-31T22:05:00.000+10:002007-03-31T22:06:43.468+10:00The bravest thing I have is hope.Pracically no one blogs anymore.How sad is that??? Some days,I wish I was five again.Not that this really counts as blogging, either...song of the post ~ "Dreams" by The CranberriesCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-89215770943368451142007-03-29T09:14:00.000+10:002007-03-29T17:23:57.738+10:00His merrrcy lasts foreverTamara and I walked down and up and semi-around Foot Street last night. In the rain. Barefoot. With our jeans rolled up. And our hair let down. After thirty minutes, the whole soggy jeans thing wasn't feeling so delightful...but it was still rather wonderful overall. I stood on top of the humongo round-a-bout at Towerhill/Foot and just laughed. Because no one was around (Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-28391203472810604052007-03-19T23:00:00.000+11:002007-03-19T23:58:49.340+11:00All Shall Be RevealedThanks to Graham for reminding me to update about Dikko. Prepare yourselves for a longish post here... Lots to catch up on. We'll see how we go.Dixon's CreekWhat a wonderful time of fellowship with God's people! I so love extended periods of time with His saints! I'm already looking forward to next year (but I won't start counting the sleeps just yet). So, Allen and Zachary Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-626131149045284682007-03-14T10:10:00.000+11:002007-03-14T10:21:00.217+11:00Way back when...Way back when...I turned 3 -- Tamara was born. Though I may have acted rather excited at the time, after all these years of sharing every aspect of my special day, I am rather emotionally scarred. (I love you, Tamaram!)I turned 10 -- Every friend I invited to my birthday party was sick. I spent the whole morning crying. I turned 12 -- Me and my friends did a "progressive dinner" and had to ask Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-59742653106078914572007-03-08T22:55:00.000+11:002007-03-08T23:08:50.596+11:00LalalafafafaDefinitely have 5 million things left on my to-do list.Surviving 4 hours of biology class always makes me feel like a heroine.Mmm... 3 cups of the BEST coffee in the world!Over 2 hours of wonderful conversation with Matt and Justine Glover (oh how I love them).1 MORE SLEEP UNTIL DIKKO! ! ! Song of the post ~ "Coffee" by CopelandCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-14557265020026053332007-03-07T20:48:00.000+11:002007-03-07T21:45:19.975+11:00It's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacularToday was a day for fullfilling/confirming semi-expected surprises.(Are they still surprises, then??)I recieved a wonderful gift from Ellie this morning, and I am soon to recieve another very, very special one from...the Lord. :o) I'm trying not to worry about tomorrow (literally and figuratively). I still haven't really checked my Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-31309609014725753692007-03-06T21:35:00.000+11:002007-03-06T22:24:44.245+11:00Three More Sleeps......until Dikko. Unfortunately, that also includes three more days. (I think I can, I think I can, I think I can!)My Lovely Day:I woke up chipper this morning. As in, I giggled all through breakfast (between sneezes). Yeah, I'm definitely going crazy. I was gone from about 8:15-2:15. Yuck.I got home with a huge headache, had a lovely talk with Julia, and then a very in-depth IMCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-92131810861169099142007-03-03T21:38:00.000+11:002007-03-03T22:40:34.889+11:00I's a long way from my thoughts to what I'll say...So this morning I woke up (at the wonderful hour of 8:37 am, I might add. Let's not discuss what time I went to sleep last night....) to the sound of Judy Rogers. I thought I was seven years old again. If only.------------LATERI walked across the street behind our house to join Rosa's surprise 70th birthday party. It was just a nice little familyCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-86926402143888770862007-02-28T15:50:00.000+11:002007-02-28T16:27:19.076+11:00Of smiles and sighs Why am I such a girl? EmotionsEmotionsEmotionsJoy is better than happiness. I'll try. C R E D I T : Zachary, of course! :o) song of the post ~ "Take It From Me" by the WeepiesCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-90022418704037023632007-02-27T21:35:00.000+11:002007-02-27T22:39:11.490+11:00On and onYou know what is supremely easy when you don't realize you're doing it, but one of the hardest things in the world when you consciously do it?Waiting.It's easy to wait for things you take for granted...almost impossible for those things you come to appreciate and long for the most. My birthday is in about 2 weeks. That's something I haven't spent all year waiting for. But nonetheless, itCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-36120563489244997652007-02-24T22:22:00.000+11:002007-02-25T22:03:24.920+11:00Can't We Just Disappear?I have a few people who have agreed to run away with me. Hannah and I have gotten further than anyone in our plans and have agreed to meet half-way in Hawaii. I love asking people who live 3000 miles away if they can come over. They usually say yes. I love being unrealistic.I love having people right here who know and understand me...like my sisters. No matter what, we canCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-65622498392599342562007-02-14T16:58:00.000+11:002007-02-14T18:42:08.364+11:00Happy Valentine's Day!Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.--1 Corinthians 13:4-8a--Dad bought roses. Wow. (Go Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-88795394283659900832007-02-13T15:49:00.001+11:002007-02-07T22:49:27.153+11:00I am sick of being productive. Thus, I am updating.Without actually updating.Because I don't feel like writing about my life.Because I just don't."Seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness...Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow has enough worries of its own. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble."--Matthew 6:33, 34Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-48133750033022498182007-02-07T22:40:00.000+11:002007-02-07T22:49:27.194+11:00I'd have to say...I miss the rush of excitement after looking out my window and viewing a fresh new blanket of snow.I miss bracing myself before stepping outside to face the wintery day.I miss the first cloudy breath upon entering the frozen world.I miss the numbness in my fingers after yielding to the temptation to gather some of the beautiful whiteness into my bare hands.I miss the sting of my Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-29680543392634031522007-02-05T10:35:00.000+11:002007-02-05T21:09:23.574+11:00Take every chance you dare This past Saturday, we celebrated Benji's birthday (which was on the 27th) by going rock-climbing. We did it a year ago with the Glovers, so we kind of knew what we were doing. Kind of. We had a blast. Proof:Our instructor, Greta, James P., Tamara, Me, Benji, James G., and MariaDon't we look soooo attractive in our harness thingmajigs?! Mmhmm, we thought so! :o)Okay, soCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-45691511755497039062007-02-02T21:23:00.000+11:002007-02-02T22:43:04.999+11:00Top Ten Reasons Why Julia Mae is CoolTop Ten Reasons Why Julia Mae is Cool:1. She dips her pretzels in salsa2. She pretends to be "Superwoman"3. She goes to Southside4. She has gmail5. She can sing along to "They Might Be Giants" and "Weird Al"6. She put up riding to school with us Blackwoods every single day for a whole year 7. She has some amazing "Ultimate Frisbee" skills8. She reads my blog9. She teases and counsels me10. SHE Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-41596954278703194392007-01-28T09:16:00.000+11:002007-01-28T09:16:30.264+11:00Anniversary #2Anniversary #2A year ago today, I first set foot in this strange, new land. It was overwhelming in so many different ways, but the thing I can remember most about that day is the overwhelming warmth and love we were shown. That love has not only stayed, but has also grown throughout our time here, and I have no doubt that it will continue and increase as long as God has us here. I like lists. Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-1169434036688045712007-01-22T13:16:00.000+11:002007-01-22T14:00:38.290+11:00Anniversary #1A year has gone by since the day I said goodbye. A year with ups and downs. A year with blessings and challenges. A year of joy and of heartache. Even when I didn't feel or acknowledge it, God has been there. He has encouraged and grown me. He has taught me and loved me. He has stretched and comforted me. I remember.I miss.I fail.I long.I pray.I trust.Through a Power which is not myCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-1169191034957582202007-01-19T18:11:00.000+11:002007-01-19T18:25:04.706+11:00The Lord gives,And the Lord takes away;Blessed be the name of the Lord.song of the post ~ "Untitled Hymn (Come to Jesus)" by Chris RiceCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-1168995294290679452007-01-17T11:41:00.000+11:002007-01-17T16:18:14.376+11:00!! Stick on the "L's": Charity's driving !!Obviously, the driver should have the great privledge of choosing the music (in my humble opinion). However, being the lowly [16-year-old but not in American and therefore only] permited driver that I am, I have to think also of the adult who accompanies me in the front seat. So, being ever-conscious of those around me, I chose something that was sure toCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-1168396922905157852007-01-10T13:40:00.000+11:002007-01-10T13:42:02.936+11:00All the world is waiting for the sun...There wasn't an ounce of sun when our alarm went off at 4:30 AM. I'd been up most of the night waiting for it to go off. Dad told us to go back to sleep until 5:30, but even then there wasn't much sunlight to speak of. I think the smoke was hiding it.I love being up early; I just hate actually getting up. There's something amazing about being up when the Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-1168218610420444162007-01-08T11:46:00.000+11:002007-01-08T12:10:10.536+11:00Here I resideAfter almost 11 hours of 'catching up' sleepSitting in the middle of my floorDrinking a beautiful chocolate/mint/coffee creationEnjoying the coolness of the dayChatting with a good friendOn my new lappy -- which threatens to be known as "Bob"...without my permissionThinking of plans for the futureAnd plans for todayAnd smilingsong of the post ~ "God Only Knows" by SwitchfootThanks toCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-1167893635294539432007-01-04T17:38:00.000+11:002007-01-04T18:00:25.720+11:00Lacking (one of) Life's Little LuxeriesLacking (one of) Life's Little LuxeriesNamely, air conditioning.Icy Poles (aka pop cicles) help.So do swimming pools.But they're a little harder to come by.Ice bath, anyone?song of the post ~ "Glamorous Indie Rock and Roll" by The KillersCharityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5959427.post-1167654594337152382007-01-01T22:52:00.000+11:002007-01-01T23:43:41.046+11:00Another year over...a new one just begunI just had to post on the first day of 2007. Today was seriously my favorite new years day ever that I can remember. Like Tamara said, only two things could have made the day any more perfect. Any guesses as to what?This morning we had Greame, Allison, Caleb, Lachlan, and Jasmine Hart for brekky (they spent the night last night as Greame preached in Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437392532869089544noreply@blogger.com0