Procrastination

I am writing a bible study for next week. Which is why I am currently posting on my blog.....?!?
This does not bode well for future study next year.....I have also discovered that there is a calendar on my email account and I can now transfer all the information from my hardcopy diary to my virtual diary.....YAY!!!
Anyhoo...We are studying "Desiring God" by John Piper and I have chapter 2 - Conversion.
Something so basic has suddenly become very complex.
*sigh*

I am slisdexic

I hvae been raeding prevuios psots and raelised that I hvae spleling issues!
Sorry! Wlil fix comenmts berfoe I psot!

The $1000 Oppertunity

As I logged into my email this morning, I noticed the news on Yahoo.
Oprah was giving away $1000 to "help a stranger".
I started thinking of what I would do with that money if I had it to help someone. The more I thought about it the more I realised that money really is just money and is never a long term solution. No doubt I could help anyone by giving them a cool experience or buying material goods that would make life a little easier for someone in need. But I found myslef thinking that this wasn't a life changing thing. If I was going to do something so selfless it would have to be worth more than a day's pr even a week's happiness. And then it hit me - I don't need $1000 to help anyone, I don't need money at all. The help I can give people here and now is free and life changing.
Sharing the gospel costs nothing except my effort to tell it, an encouraging word requires no bank cheques and being there in tough times for people does not drain my account.

The TC Returns

Survey is still going but all I seem to have discovered is that people are quite reluctant to share a happy thought!
Interesting......
Exams seem to be over and everyone is leaving and I will soon be - gasp - alone.
It's getting to that time of year when "The TC" starts.
(That's "Tamworth Country", my version of the hit TV show....you can guess which one i mean)
Lots of drama is planned for this years series. All of it will be sqaushed into a week and a bit so be prepared for anything!
A new sountrack of the newest artists out has been arranged - starting careers for those lucky enough to be selected.
New fashions - I'm thinking sunscreen stain meets new top - mango meets face - OH the possiblilties!
Add to this mix
* Intrigue (who in the Tamworth Country is invovled in a government cover up of the UFO that crashes in epsiode 1?)
* Action (high speed tractor chases take to the back creek and beyond)
* Drama (Will she? wont she? - Wear a dress to church on Christmas day)
Yes folks all the fun and games starts this summer! Coming to a blog near you.....!

Little Moments In Time

So the masses are bored? Well, I thought that with all the crazy conversation going on that I was hardly needed to liven up the atmosphere!

I have been living the lifestyle of a grown-up 23 year old! Working.....and that's pretty much it so far.
OK, new thoughts.....

I'm doing a survey.

What was/is the happiest/most beautiful moment of your life?

You know those moments that really stick with you and you think "WOW, I will remember that moment for the rest of my life!"
I thought about this question the other night and was surprised to find that it wasn't the big stuff that meant alot.
It was little moments that seemed insignificant that meant alot. Sitting under the stars with friends and chatting, phone calls with loved ones, laughing til I cried outside the school gym after sport one day, gaining wisdom from older and wiser christians while doing the dishes at their house, watching my Mum make scones.
It goes to show that often it's the every day things that make a difference.
I was just curious to know wether other people had thoughts on this?

Birthday Thoughts

Hey All!!
It has been 23 years since I first joined the human race. 10 years since I first received Christ as my saviour. 1 year since I finished uni. 2-ish weeks since I posted on my blog and 2 hours since I was happily asleep.
I am a little worried that, as I checked my email this morning, I had a Birthday Alarm in there to remind me that it was my Birthday. Not only would I be a bit sad if I didn't remember when my own birthday was, the alarm came a day too late!
If I ever had amnesia I would be completely stuffed. That extra day matters alot!

I was asked alot "What are you doing tonight? Partying? Clubbing? Getting drunk?"
My reply of dinner out with friends seemed pretty tame and once again Bec felt like a strange person from another planet.
I finished work and my phone rang, it was an old friend from school. As I got in the door it rang again, it was my Mum. While I talked to Mum, 2 more messages came.
I had dinner with Pumpkin Head and Little Miss.
My phone rang again.
As I lay down to go to sleep I thought about the day.
What meant more to me than clubs, alcohol, loud sounds and glittering lights, was the time I spent with my friends and family. The time I spent remebering old times, creating new memories and fellowshiping.
God has been so good, and I don't feel so strange or boring anymore.

Am I Strange?

Pondering the possiblilty that I am strange......
It was brought to my attention at work today that I am strange. Apparently there is something wrong with me, as was so delicately pointed out to me by my friendly work colleagues.
I am the only girl at work who thinks that Jon Bon Jovi is unattractive and reminds me of a horse.
I know I have offended many by saying this but I cannot help but tell the truth and the truth often hurts.
Surley there has to be someone out there who agrees with me? I am not alone on this one?
I guess the point is that I am never and will never be a "joiner".
As I pondered where this aspect of my personality was developed my mother called me and proceeded to turn on the new lawn mower she had bought so I could have a listen.....perhaps this condition is hereditory??

Thankfulness

Am home, ill, rugged up and typing away to keep my head occupied as my body refuses to function properly!(What I wouldn't give for some episodes of Buffy right now!)
I had the greatest privelege to be part of our church thanksgiving service on Sunday.
It was amazing to have all the people from different congregations together to celebrate and reflect on the year. To hear everyone's voices raised in song and to realise just how many things there are to be thankful for.
I am often amazed at how God has provided and all of it in His grace - not because I ever deserved it. Sounds cliched - I know - but there are times when it just hits you...y'know?
As most of you know I have written a few songs. I've also written lyrics for songs not yet composed...
This is one I wrote the lyrics for ages ago. I seem to be having problems with the music side of it but here are the words (or at least two verses I'm still working on the third). Maybe one day I'll be able to get the music right!

It was not by elegant words or speech
That I was won to Christ.
The boldest attempt to save myself,
So weak it would never suffice.
And in that hour of greatest need,
The Lord had mercy on me,
My heart was turned up to praise God,
My soul had been set free.

Helpless prisoner; willing villain
Was I who disobeyed.
But saved to live a life for Christ
And willingly be His slave.
So great the love and sacrifice
That brought me close to Him.
None but the maker of all the world
Could awake my soul within.

Wet Pants

I have shown some restraint - I think - at posting. But perhaps this is boring for some, perhaps I am too slow?
The response to daylight savings was overwhelming altough anonymous - you take the cake for explanations!
My adventures this week have been few and far between.
I have annoyed little miss no end!
It's nice to have such honest friends......
For example, I took some jeans out of the wash that had been there for a few days (it was raining so not entirely my fault). Now I had a feeling they did smell a bit funny, but I thought I would sit and enjoy a good ol' movie while they dried on the heater.
I was interrupted half way through the drying process by little miss who entered the room with the phone as I had a phone call.
The tact and friendly assurance she gave me as she handed me the phone saying - "PHEW!!It REALLY stinks in here!!! It's like a boys locker room on a hot day!" - Left me in no doubt that the jeans were probably not suitable for wearing in polite company.
I am presently waiting for the lounge room to air before communal usage resumes.
Thus endth the lesson