olive_by_autumn_rain.jpgAnd so the era of being 20 comes to a peaceful close with an attempted early night.

The homework situation today was curious. It did turn out that I didn’t really need things quite as complete for my Typography assignment – now due after the Easter break, kind of a pain. The one I should’ve perhaps spent a little more time on I managed to throw a few more draft things together and so got checked off, ‘satisfactory’ (Which was the better of two options) and the guy seems to like my work so it’s all dandy.

Thoughts about the word, ‘experience’ as a postmodern thing shall possibly arrive on your screen under my URL – however I have the hard job now of going to bed and turning 21 so if I feel so inclined tomorrow this space will benefit.

So this is me signing out as a 20 year old blogger… corny, kind of but hey – while the scope and excuse for immaturity lasts!

And some pertinent wisdom from my most favourite theologian,

“The future is something which everyone reaches at the rate of sixty minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is.” – C.S Lewis

And a very excited congratulations to a good friend, darn you beat me! You’re bound to hear more about it soon. (Links to follow)
Enough secrecy and rambling, I’m going to bed. Goodnight!

Life Uni

typesmall.jpgI love underestimating.

You give yourself another ‘whole day’ to get everything homework related finalised and you do work solidly for you know, 7 hours and then you reach dinner and have to opt out of going to catch up with your friends because there are all these little pesky, “You must lay our your development work xyz and be ever so precise…” Then you have a short break to let your housemate rant about something (and enjoy it because it is a break and you kind of want to rant about it too) and a shower and make another cup of tea after stopping to eavesdrop the guitar coming from the other room while guiltily grabbing a few short minutes with God that should’ve really happened in the morning and finish up your last sidetrack by writing a blog entry before you get back to it.

You know you have an 8:30am start. You know this stuff really should be done by tomorrow (Even though it’s not final-final submission).

What do you do?

1) Turn to page 12
2) Turn to page 23

(Ps. TYPE – glorious creativity for my Typography assignment struck me during a monotonous Friday afternoon stock-take. I did only end up using one of those letters but they were by far the most fun to make. Bubblewrap is.)

Life Uni

renokawai.jpgGeoff’s claim to the youth this morning that last night at 12.01am he proposed to me in the McDonalds carpark had our youth kids literally leaping for joy – the boys were hugging and the girls in their excitement were complaining that it was, “Not the way we told you to do it”, (oh yes, they’re very well versed in things!) there was even a triumphant, “I knew it!”, which was shortly swallowed after we disparaged our lies, but quickly made smooth as the same girl happened to find $50 on the floor.

After our April Fools hilarity – oh it was good – we actually had a really fun, engaging (NB. bad pun here) Sunday morning with the story of the four men lowering their friend through the roof. Some new kids came out of the woodwork, boys – and we need them as we are sadly lacking them, and Geoff pulled out some brilliant footy analogy that just worked.

We talked about taking risks in joining with God and it was nicely aligned (at least in my head) with what I’ve been rambling on about Chasing Truth in Quiet.

It is really encouraging seeing where youth is going and finding a bit more motivation in some new ideas that we have been contemplating for our Friday nights. I would love to have some time (and I think/hope to take some eventually) to think further about how I can play my part in doing more with the girls. It’s not an easy group to lead in many ways.

It seems to me that God has put us who bear his Message on stage in a theater in which no one wants to buy a ticket. We’re something everyone stands around and stares at, like an accident in the street. We’re the Messiah’s misfits.” (v9)

Go have a read of the rest of 1 Corinthians 4 and please pray for us and our youth to be fools for Christ (Haha, key second really bad pun here). OK. Stop.

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