Hmm well I had a post ready to go but it was lost when my computer had to be logged off :S:S:S
Anyway it's been fun writing the sermon - there are just some passages which are more than just exciting to delve into... they really click things into place in your head. That's what I love about learning, and probably why I want to be a teacher - I like to see things clicking into place in people's heads. My friend suggested that that's a reason to become a Neurosurgeon, not a teacher.
We had the ball on Saturday night, and it actually went really well, thanks to improvisation from all when it came to decorations and the actual order of the night. Thanks to the entire committee - I was only a very small part and you guys were great :) I did however enjoy being french.
I hope everyone's holidays are going well - I've somehow, through no effort on my part, managed to catch up with 7 Cairns friends in the last 3 days - Sunday saw the catch up with Vinny, Jono and Paul, (although Jono and Paul live in brisbane now) and then last night the boys from the band
Sleeping in Trains were over at our place, messing things up and just having a good time.
It has been an interesting past two weeks though, looking at them in summary. I've gotten alot closer to friends of mine who helped organise the ball, I've discovered that our church's basement is perhaps the most eclectic collection of ...stuff to grace a church I've ever seen. I've stayed up til the wee hours trying to say goodbye to people but then landing on another interesting tangent of conversation. I've run into old friends, I've made alot of money, I've spent a little of it, I've bought a box filled with small paper flowers. I've climbed through dungeons with an intrepid young lady, ventured to hillside parks with friends, conversed about the subleties of eating a KFC two piece feed and laughed about dodgy movies. I've composed new songs, I've written stories, I've had flashes of brilliance, moments of incredible stupidity, I've laughed alot. I've relearnt to laugh at my own failures, to embrace others through theirs, to stand up against sin rather than let it walk all over you, to trust God through all things. I've admired friends for their perseverance, their character, their fortitude and their steadfastness.
I think, however, that the last four nights of not enough sleep is taking its toll... I've started sleeping on trains (haha, pun) and I've been in need of more and more coke to get going during the day. Perhaps my holiday isn't so much a holiday, but a - mergh I don't know what word I'd use, perhaps a german word - thing-that-creates-need-for-recovery. Thus holiday really isn't a well used verb at all. Holiday means respite, a holy day for recovery. Yet now my holidays are the complete opposite. I think this is what Jesus was trying to talk about when he blasted the religious guys about the sabbath - it was intended as a day to let aside everything and focus on God, but it turned into a day where you spend the day trying not to tread on God's toes - in effect they had turned the day into a day where you tried to avoid God.
So perhaps I need to cut back from a few things that aren't essential, and focus on actually relaxing. I'll take an afternoon nap, go and have a cup of tea and read the newspaper in the botanic gardens or something like that. I just need to regain my use of another misused verb - Trust. I just need to trust that the universe will keep on going without me, just for a few hours. Unfortunately, that'll have to wait for tomorrow, as I'm at work at the moment :)
-Fin-
