Avoiding Ghostly Doings
I went to London today, ostensibly to visit Munyi and Nessie, but also to avoid a Halloween party that was going on today. The idea of dressing up as something evil to celebrate something I didn't even know about seemed a little strange and funny and weird, and the final decision was that I'd rather not.
I had a lovely time walking to the train station after lectures ended unexpectedly early today, my heart free in the knowledge that He'd helped me finish a piece of work (due on Monday) yesterday, the first time I had ever finished something so early beforehand and the most effort I'd put into academia for a long time. I'm so thankful that He's teaching me not to be so last-minute, to put my best into my work. One of the reasons for that is that He's put a really lovely, hardworking girl opposite me, the housemate I'm closest to. We laugh together, share together, scribble away frantically during lectures together; and most of all, she starts assignments way ahead of schedule, which makes me do the same as well, and we pool all the journal articles we find online together. I'm so thankful. I'm confident that we'll both do better than if we'd done things on our own; everyone knows that teamwork gives better results.
Anyway, it was lovely walk to the station, with the usual horses and fields and autumn leaves drifting down - tried to identify some of them - recognised the usual pear, London plane, English oak, turkey oak, liquid amber, and the prettiest sprigs of holly with bright red berries. Many of them I still can't place, though; need to work on those tree identification skills!
I'm so thankful that I managed to attend OCF in London today with Munyi. I didn't think I'd be able to, even though I was thinking about it last night and how lovely it would be to go to OCF. At that moment when I was there I was so glad that I was, instead of wasting my time in a poky little room with drunken witches and vampires and ghostly things. It was encouraging, too, even though people at the back where I was sitting were whispering and chatting away and I actually gathered up courage to shush them! Think they were quite surprised (who's this serious goody-two-shoes girl?)
But the sharing was good. The topic of the day was relationships, and listening to them share I felt so refreshed to be in the presence of like-minded people, people who felt and thought as I did, even though everyone else would see things differently. I realised again that God has a plan for my life, a destiny for me to fulfill which I am walking in even now. I find it amazing that everything has been planned by Him. And I realise that I can miss my destiny through sin and disobedience to God, and I don't want that to happen. I just want to be close to Him, empowered by Him, filled with His joy. I want people to see something different in me, because I know that this may be the only time in their lives they're near a Christian, or this may be the only way God can show them His love - through me.
I had a lovely train ride back as well (though it was late!). It took me about an hour on the train to get back, and Charles Swindoll's beeeeeeewtiful book "Living Above the Level Of Mediocrity" absorbed me a good part of the way.
I had a lovely, lovely day. Thank You for the memories of today and thank You for the warmth of fellowship with You... : ) Thanks for the many, many blessings.
I had a lovely time walking to the train station after lectures ended unexpectedly early today, my heart free in the knowledge that He'd helped me finish a piece of work (due on Monday) yesterday, the first time I had ever finished something so early beforehand and the most effort I'd put into academia for a long time. I'm so thankful that He's teaching me not to be so last-minute, to put my best into my work. One of the reasons for that is that He's put a really lovely, hardworking girl opposite me, the housemate I'm closest to. We laugh together, share together, scribble away frantically during lectures together; and most of all, she starts assignments way ahead of schedule, which makes me do the same as well, and we pool all the journal articles we find online together. I'm so thankful. I'm confident that we'll both do better than if we'd done things on our own; everyone knows that teamwork gives better results.
Anyway, it was lovely walk to the station, with the usual horses and fields and autumn leaves drifting down - tried to identify some of them - recognised the usual pear, London plane, English oak, turkey oak, liquid amber, and the prettiest sprigs of holly with bright red berries. Many of them I still can't place, though; need to work on those tree identification skills!
I'm so thankful that I managed to attend OCF in London today with Munyi. I didn't think I'd be able to, even though I was thinking about it last night and how lovely it would be to go to OCF. At that moment when I was there I was so glad that I was, instead of wasting my time in a poky little room with drunken witches and vampires and ghostly things. It was encouraging, too, even though people at the back where I was sitting were whispering and chatting away and I actually gathered up courage to shush them! Think they were quite surprised (who's this serious goody-two-shoes girl?)
But the sharing was good. The topic of the day was relationships, and listening to them share I felt so refreshed to be in the presence of like-minded people, people who felt and thought as I did, even though everyone else would see things differently. I realised again that God has a plan for my life, a destiny for me to fulfill which I am walking in even now. I find it amazing that everything has been planned by Him. And I realise that I can miss my destiny through sin and disobedience to God, and I don't want that to happen. I just want to be close to Him, empowered by Him, filled with His joy. I want people to see something different in me, because I know that this may be the only time in their lives they're near a Christian, or this may be the only way God can show them His love - through me.
I had a lovely train ride back as well (though it was late!). It took me about an hour on the train to get back, and Charles Swindoll's beeeeeeewtiful book "Living Above the Level Of Mediocrity" absorbed me a good part of the way.
I had a lovely, lovely day. Thank You for the memories of today and thank You for the warmth of fellowship with You... : ) Thanks for the many, many blessings.
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