the past few days have been the hottest of my life... let me tell you... pffft. 'winter' is ridiculous. i'm fairly sure i'd die in summer. fairly most positively sure. i'd just have to be naked all the time. and constantly running through sprinklers. which don't exist. so i'd just be a dead naked dude who tried to run through non-existent sprinklers. i'm glad God chose this time for me to be in fiji...
mmm what has happened... saw terminator... really really really liked it.. finally replaced my water bottle. (shut your mouth! SO a big deal.)... caught 4-5 frogs and 2 geckos... its been a good week.
lllater.
whoa, and on wednesday we did compound cleanup. thursday as well! it was 'hard' work. mainly we did yard work until our bosses brought us cookies and juice. night time was girls night group so we dudes went to town an played pool for a few hours... did i tell you about my icecream incident? i finally had culture shock. or selfish shock.. a kid asked me for my licked all over icecream. i said... no... i wanted it... then lucas gave the kid his. and i felt absolutely horrible. never have i felt more guilt for eating icecream.... serves me right. i just didnt' expect to be asked!! (in self defense context, the kid was playing pool and obviously wasn't in dire need of food... i shoulda just bought him his own. it was only 75 cents. but it was a gift. i had to eat it. plus... i feel like that woulda been a little like feeding the bears. maybe. or maybe i'm just trying to justify being a horrible individual. the point.. dont' ever ask me for my icecream.)
(major ps, celine dion is playing right now, and therefore i miss laura a ton. jef then gets missed by association, and THEREFORE i am homesick a little bit.)
and on thursday we did more of the same...
and on friday we had a sports day at the park! which started this whole... sunlight thing where my body starts pouring liquid from itself into my nice notsocleananymore absorbant cotton clothing. its the smell of love baby.... looove fiji. we played touch rugby for awhile... tried (oh so hard) to teach them ultimate, but fijians like to run too much whilst holding objects of sport. also, they dont' follow rules. at all.... it was frustrating but obviously their rejection of rules allows full acceptance of joy in whatever they play. so who really wins north america... who really wins... i say, it depends on the situation.
and on saturday... we... had LEYN. (lautoka empowering youth network) so it was pretty much a giant primal. the worship was amazing as per pastor eddy usual... they do this song, where they spell out Jesus name and then the chorus is just oooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOO ooooooo but its pretty much the best pump up song i've ever participated in... so much fun. then this pastor came up and started preaching... i thought it was gonna be a 5 second intro into the evening program (which included 3 YWAM teams (ours, the other lautoka team from our base, and a batch from newcastle australia (who incidentally had chosen to do the lifehouse skit as well, to which we said we have nothing else so they conceded their skit into another one, but they also had a song 'how he loves us' which unfortunately we had been asked to play as well since jess does the most amazing job of it ever... it was really funny but really horrible. oh well.)) with at least 3 items each.) that had started at 7:30pm but he spoke for 45 minutes! he felt led by the spirit to do so, and did the nights second altar call to which about 25 out of 225 people came.. he was preaching about sin and why we shouldn't sin but his main, huge emphasis was that God, (finger points hugely into the crowd) HATES sinners. (to which our team dropped our jaws too... i had tuned out instantly and no longer regarded this man as a true man of God (though apparently he is a prophet... eh...)) after that shocker we weren't really feeling the spirit move as much but whatever... apparently a lot of people got something out of condemnation (also in context, we were told thats what fijians need. because they do not take sin seriously... in NA, people would walk out. in fiji, people get saved.) so after taking the time to adjust my attitude the program finally began at 9:45pm. with about... 150 people remaining. joes team did their thing first then the aussie team (who's skit was really funny to us but funnier to the fijians (it was the me me me skit) but meme in fijian means peepee... oh yes fiji appropriate!) who also had an altar call with a painfully long 15 minute worship solo session from one of their leaders. it was still cool to see someone give it their all though... then finally we did our lifehouse skit for about 50 people and had a good time doing it. we got told good things about it so we felt good. for what it was, the night was good but so sad for what it could have been... we just need more opportunities now. sigh. good things.
and today we had church, 6am prayer watching the sunrise, and dinner with some japanese students. week 3, begin!
5.31.2009
5.25.2009
day off
mmmmmmmonday... and winter. winter in fiji is like... a summer night in calgary. its not cold, but its not crazy hot either. in the shade at least. if yesterday was sunday.... then i went to church yesterday and had a great time. the worship was really really anointed and we could definitely feel the spirit moving.... loved it. the message was cut short because worship went so long... our team played one song (how he loves us... ohhhhh how he loves us) and really kicked butt... jess sounded pretty much like an angel.. they were gonna play 'the sound of melodies' by leeland as well but we got cut off because time... (i thought we were on fiji time but apparently sometimes they choose to be western) but who cares! it was thunderstorming during it as well so that was pretty cool... pretty loud... hmm.
so today is our first day off since we got here. it hasn't been super intense like they said it was going to be, but thats ok because it's had its challenges and it definitely took a few days to get used to the heat. but now its all good! the guys went cliff diving and me'n the ladies saw slumdog millionaire (its just as good the second time...). we were all gonna go to the beach but it wasn't sunny out so it didn't seem like as awesome of a time as it could have been. and i hate jumping off cliffs. so i decided it'd be better to forfeit my manhood for a day. and get some internet time hooray!! its weird because being on here feels like i'm back in normal life then i step outside and realize i'm in fiji... its random. felt the same way after the movie. were all gonna have dinner together and then come back and see star trek tonight... mmmmmm should be good. i think next day off we'll see terminator... cuz i've been waiting 6 years for it and everyone else loves the trailer so done and done. too bad nobody is ambitious as i am... i'd watch all 3 in a day. movies are cheap... muhahaha.
this week we've got some more door knocking, but then on wednesday and thursday were gonna do more cleaning work and stuff from houses we've already visited and wanted us to come back and help around the compound... building relationships... then friday is a public holiday so we are gonna hang out at the park with the youth group (which is called primal, which we had our first experience with last friday, which was amazing, which is good cuz we need amazing to be pumped for more amazing things) and play some touch or soccer and maybe i'll introduce them to a little game called ultimate... hopefully. either way its lookin like a good week. yay and amen!
so today is our first day off since we got here. it hasn't been super intense like they said it was going to be, but thats ok because it's had its challenges and it definitely took a few days to get used to the heat. but now its all good! the guys went cliff diving and me'n the ladies saw slumdog millionaire (its just as good the second time...). we were all gonna go to the beach but it wasn't sunny out so it didn't seem like as awesome of a time as it could have been. and i hate jumping off cliffs. so i decided it'd be better to forfeit my manhood for a day. and get some internet time hooray!! its weird because being on here feels like i'm back in normal life then i step outside and realize i'm in fiji... its random. felt the same way after the movie. were all gonna have dinner together and then come back and see star trek tonight... mmmmmm should be good. i think next day off we'll see terminator... cuz i've been waiting 6 years for it and everyone else loves the trailer so done and done. too bad nobody is ambitious as i am... i'd watch all 3 in a day. movies are cheap... muhahaha.
this week we've got some more door knocking, but then on wednesday and thursday were gonna do more cleaning work and stuff from houses we've already visited and wanted us to come back and help around the compound... building relationships... then friday is a public holiday so we are gonna hang out at the park with the youth group (which is called primal, which we had our first experience with last friday, which was amazing, which is good cuz we need amazing to be pumped for more amazing things) and play some touch or soccer and maybe i'll introduce them to a little game called ultimate... hopefully. either way its lookin like a good week. yay and amen!
5.23.2009
quicklike now uh?! day!
fiji would be a good place to come if you like sweat and black people. and indian people. now i happen to like all 3 (not like i didn't before (ooooo you thought i was a racist! you freaking box-putter-inner!)) a lot. i'm having a really good.. challenging time. door knocking has been pretty alright... nobody has healed any blind men (though we have tried) and nobody has come to Christ, but we have been building relationships and trying. its been fun... i've definitely come out of my shell a little in terms of initiating conversation but i count it as a blessing when we get rejected. only one athiest we've run into but it was one of the funnest conversations ever because it reminded me of home... everyone else here is mighty spiritual. i wanna write a ton... but i'm not going too. not until anything MAJOR happens... but keep praying. i'm learning a lot. but i haven't the time to explain it all... i'm keeping a journal for the first time in my life so i can write up a storm when the resources are available. fiji rules.
5.18.2009
the haps day
oh yes. the haps.
the flight an everything was really sweet.. actually it was really average. but i always love going on a 747 so that was pretty special. traveling with a group of people is always really enjoyable too.. minus terminal walking and stuff and looking out for slow people / wandery people... independence is where that is at. still solid though... once we got to fiji things started to go wrong right away though. for some reason rasa's visa wasn't on the same level as ours and wasn't acceptable, so we had to pay $95 to get her into the country, no big deal but still sucky. what is worse than all of that though is our ability to stay in the country... apparently we weren't supposed to say we were coming here for missions and because of that our visas didn't work or something... they stamped us in but only for 2 weeks. so i think today is the day it all gets taken care of (its no biggy... we prayed straight away an i'm pretty sure God is gonna allow us to stay. flippin satan... bein a buggar cuz he knows we area threat) so that was a pretty stressful beginning to our fiji trip.
things are pretty solid now though... we are staying with an awesome family in lautoka, we met the church yesterday and they are also really solid. and we keep running into joe's team who is also in lautoka so that is pretty fun. we hadn't even been separated more than 24 hours but it was still a rush to see familiar faces.. fiji is hot. its considered a 3rd world country and i see some aspects of it, but its not too bad. its not like we are living in slums or anything like that... it's probably a nicer neighborhood but we still shouldn't be walking around by ourselves or at night. lots of houses are compounds and have barbed wire fences all over... and there are dogs everywhere. not so much in the street, but if one starts barking the whole neighborhood goes. our family is amazing though.. a little one year old named jere, 9 year old junior (george), 12 year old daughter tali and another son i think around our age. george and his wife rachel take pretty good care of us... its not so much culture shock for me as it is 'be cautious of what you do' shock.. i don't want to make anyone upset at my lack of manners for somethings. just a lot of differences with our culture, but life is still life. food is amaaaazing... so far, its only been two days so i'm still waiting for when i have to grimace.
were gonna be working a lot in the indian community (at least door knocking) and that starts tomorrow morning! we just bought all our sulus and bula's today so were gonna look full on missionary tomorrow. we ran into joe an them at the shop as well. surprises... i have so little time on here and pictures will have to wait for a free day when we aren't just getting supplies and letting people know we got here ok.
mom'n dad, if you need to call me call the base in NZ and they will get you the number for where i'm staying, buuuut.... probably only if it is an emergency. otherwise i wont' talk to you or anyone else for 6 weeks. email will be slow too, mebe if i'm lucky once a week. same as this! i'll gather some stories and pick out some good ones to share... still really excited, not as sweaty as i thought, and really happy to be here. pray for us!
the flight an everything was really sweet.. actually it was really average. but i always love going on a 747 so that was pretty special. traveling with a group of people is always really enjoyable too.. minus terminal walking and stuff and looking out for slow people / wandery people... independence is where that is at. still solid though... once we got to fiji things started to go wrong right away though. for some reason rasa's visa wasn't on the same level as ours and wasn't acceptable, so we had to pay $95 to get her into the country, no big deal but still sucky. what is worse than all of that though is our ability to stay in the country... apparently we weren't supposed to say we were coming here for missions and because of that our visas didn't work or something... they stamped us in but only for 2 weeks. so i think today is the day it all gets taken care of (its no biggy... we prayed straight away an i'm pretty sure God is gonna allow us to stay. flippin satan... bein a buggar cuz he knows we area threat) so that was a pretty stressful beginning to our fiji trip.
things are pretty solid now though... we are staying with an awesome family in lautoka, we met the church yesterday and they are also really solid. and we keep running into joe's team who is also in lautoka so that is pretty fun. we hadn't even been separated more than 24 hours but it was still a rush to see familiar faces.. fiji is hot. its considered a 3rd world country and i see some aspects of it, but its not too bad. its not like we are living in slums or anything like that... it's probably a nicer neighborhood but we still shouldn't be walking around by ourselves or at night. lots of houses are compounds and have barbed wire fences all over... and there are dogs everywhere. not so much in the street, but if one starts barking the whole neighborhood goes. our family is amazing though.. a little one year old named jere, 9 year old junior (george), 12 year old daughter tali and another son i think around our age. george and his wife rachel take pretty good care of us... its not so much culture shock for me as it is 'be cautious of what you do' shock.. i don't want to make anyone upset at my lack of manners for somethings. just a lot of differences with our culture, but life is still life. food is amaaaazing... so far, its only been two days so i'm still waiting for when i have to grimace.
were gonna be working a lot in the indian community (at least door knocking) and that starts tomorrow morning! we just bought all our sulus and bula's today so were gonna look full on missionary tomorrow. we ran into joe an them at the shop as well. surprises... i have so little time on here and pictures will have to wait for a free day when we aren't just getting supplies and letting people know we got here ok.
mom'n dad, if you need to call me call the base in NZ and they will get you the number for where i'm staying, buuuut.... probably only if it is an emergency. otherwise i wont' talk to you or anyone else for 6 weeks. email will be slow too, mebe if i'm lucky once a week. same as this! i'll gather some stories and pick out some good ones to share... still really excited, not as sweaty as i thought, and really happy to be here. pray for us!
5.15.2009
cadbury has stock in the word day
we leave in less than 20ish hours. ohhhh boy. tis gonna be a grand flight... then a wall of 95-97% humidity when we get off the plane. i'm gonna feel nasty for about 3 weeks, then i'll get used to it. maybe even happy with it. but i'm gonna be sweaty and gross for 3 weeks. disgusting (french accent.)
the last 2-3 days have been amazing... on wednesday we headed out to raglan for a night, while the muso's DID go and record their songs. literally 5 minutes before we had the meeting to say they were officially not gonna record they got a phone call saying it was back on. sooo cool... so anyways me lucas kristen an jacob headed to raglan an hooked up with pete and chantal, an amazing south african couple who left their very successful life in SA to come to new zealand and serve on the lowest level at a kids camp.. they are such amazing humble prophetic people, they were so encouraging... we met them last time we came to raglan, but this time we stayed at their house. we actually didn't even surf at all... we left their house once to go eat supper with them at the kids camp. we watched movies, ate amazing food, talked for hours, stayed up late, slept in (all the way to 8 am WOOO!) it was so relaxing and needed before fiji. tomorrow. muhahhaa. were all packed up, i'm already wearing the clothes i'm wearing to the airport and will be stripping off as soon as i get off the plane.. its all excitement. i think we are having steak for supper... then a going away to outreach party. i think a few of them might cry, which in return will probably make me cry... man. man man man. God. man. fiji is gonna be unreal. i don't know what else to say... i'm sure i'll have stories in very few days. hopefully the internet cafe is within walking distance so i can upload all my pics as well. sigh. pray.
the last 2-3 days have been amazing... on wednesday we headed out to raglan for a night, while the muso's DID go and record their songs. literally 5 minutes before we had the meeting to say they were officially not gonna record they got a phone call saying it was back on. sooo cool... so anyways me lucas kristen an jacob headed to raglan an hooked up with pete and chantal, an amazing south african couple who left their very successful life in SA to come to new zealand and serve on the lowest level at a kids camp.. they are such amazing humble prophetic people, they were so encouraging... we met them last time we came to raglan, but this time we stayed at their house. we actually didn't even surf at all... we left their house once to go eat supper with them at the kids camp. we watched movies, ate amazing food, talked for hours, stayed up late, slept in (all the way to 8 am WOOO!) it was so relaxing and needed before fiji. tomorrow. muhahhaa. were all packed up, i'm already wearing the clothes i'm wearing to the airport and will be stripping off as soon as i get off the plane.. its all excitement. i think we are having steak for supper... then a going away to outreach party. i think a few of them might cry, which in return will probably make me cry... man. man man man. God. man. fiji is gonna be unreal. i don't know what else to say... i'm sure i'll have stories in very few days. hopefully the internet cafe is within walking distance so i can upload all my pics as well. sigh. pray.
5.12.2009
wrenches day....
fully crap cookies... kinda. not really. more an answer... but not an answer to prayer. yeah. but enough about me, poor jake! first week as dts leader and gets a pile of nothing good thrown his way... but he's takin it like a pro. and we love him, so we support him whatever the decision. but me oh my... i need to pray more. i'm totally unsettled about coming home to school now, but not fully confident on staying here either. both are uncertain. both are entirely possible. either would be amazing for me. i just need to discern which one is the one God wants me to go for.... normally i wouldn't be sharing these intimate details of my mental life, but.. i must write it out to properly see. actually no, i'm not going to. it'll stay in my head. if you pray, pray for my direction. the real issue lies in my own decision making... do i really need a BFA to be a 'painter'? or do i really need to staff a dts to dive into missions? both are no, but i can justify either, because i am adaptable and pretty much am happy anywhere, but i just want to be where i am USED the most for God. and again, i think BOTH are a good option. i'm too flippin content... i need doors to open and close so i can see better. but in other news....
steve kumar was our speaker for two days... he wrote 'christianity for skeptics' and probably a few others.. he has an amazing personal testimony and tons of experience debating and defending christianity... so it was a really really solid week of learning and i really wish we coulda had like... 4 weeks with him instead of just 2 days. anyways, he's a hero.
yesterday and today was packing/cleaning day... our rooms are all clean, bags packed for fiji, even though we don't leave until saturday. still i love packing so it was a joy. mmmmm. we were only allowed to pack 12 kilos for fiji, and i fit it all in my little bag and had it packed at 8.5 kilos. thats like... 2 shirts.. 2 pairs of shorts, 2 pairs of underwear, and other random things *cough*frisbee*cough* but small enough to have packed like a MAN. chyeah. its an exciting week... surfing tomorrow, and hopefully i won't die. same with the day after. then come back thursday for a going away party, then all day friday question session about fiji from some 'experts'... even though i literally have no questions. nor does anyone else. so i'm hoping it'll turn into a cuddle day or something fun like that. stress stress stress. i think i'm gonna get one more entry in before we go, so savour it. bahaha. if you must.... i'm not sad, i'm just ready. always...
PRAY
steve kumar was our speaker for two days... he wrote 'christianity for skeptics' and probably a few others.. he has an amazing personal testimony and tons of experience debating and defending christianity... so it was a really really solid week of learning and i really wish we coulda had like... 4 weeks with him instead of just 2 days. anyways, he's a hero.
yesterday and today was packing/cleaning day... our rooms are all clean, bags packed for fiji, even though we don't leave until saturday. still i love packing so it was a joy. mmmmm. we were only allowed to pack 12 kilos for fiji, and i fit it all in my little bag and had it packed at 8.5 kilos. thats like... 2 shirts.. 2 pairs of shorts, 2 pairs of underwear, and other random things *cough*frisbee*cough* but small enough to have packed like a MAN. chyeah. its an exciting week... surfing tomorrow, and hopefully i won't die. same with the day after. then come back thursday for a going away party, then all day friday question session about fiji from some 'experts'... even though i literally have no questions. nor does anyone else. so i'm hoping it'll turn into a cuddle day or something fun like that. stress stress stress. i think i'm gonna get one more entry in before we go, so savour it. bahaha. if you must.... i'm not sad, i'm just ready. always...
PRAY
5.10.2009
mothers day ye say?!
happy mothers day mom! i'll call you later on i'm sure. dad called me today but i was in ROHAN climbing with tyler(husband), anna-rose(wife), and alana. it was a good time climbing in the rain and only successfully climbing one wall. the one i tried was a grade 18 25 meter climb and i was about 3/4 up the wall lead climbing but then as i was about to clip in i slipped and fell 20 feet down, so as exhausted as i was i couldn't get back up to where i was. such a good climb though. i felt amazing. i feel amazing. after climbing is when i feel my rest. SUCH rest and peace... i friggen love it.
i have a cool story. i know i mentioned tara in an earlier post from one of our hamilton evangelism trips, and how i prayed for her feet. (once with me'n sylvia and once with annie) anyways! she ran up to a group of us last night asking where i was, then continued to say that her feet were all better and she could actually wear shoes and get around now, and that she needed more prayer for God to show her direction and if she should stay in hamilton and whatnot... so while my team did nothing (its ok... we had cookies to give out but everybody knew enough not to take cookies from a stranger, / they only wanted them if they had anything 'exciting' in them. Jesus wasn't exciting enough.) this was a real encouragement to me and ah... i just feel so good now.
we have 2 more days of lectures, tomorrow an tuesday with steve kumar, all about apologetics. its gonna be amazing, and i'm really lookin forward to all the learning. i wish we would had a whole week with him, but thats ok. i think were cleaning the base tomorrow and getting ready for fiji... craziness. like... 6 days.... then the blogging becomes less. but more jam packed! cuz i've got nothing right now. i'm too mellow. too happy. too contented. talk to me tomorrow when i'm all frantic and stirred up about my faith. chyeah.
i have a cool story. i know i mentioned tara in an earlier post from one of our hamilton evangelism trips, and how i prayed for her feet. (once with me'n sylvia and once with annie) anyways! she ran up to a group of us last night asking where i was, then continued to say that her feet were all better and she could actually wear shoes and get around now, and that she needed more prayer for God to show her direction and if she should stay in hamilton and whatnot... so while my team did nothing (its ok... we had cookies to give out but everybody knew enough not to take cookies from a stranger, / they only wanted them if they had anything 'exciting' in them. Jesus wasn't exciting enough.) this was a real encouragement to me and ah... i just feel so good now.
we have 2 more days of lectures, tomorrow an tuesday with steve kumar, all about apologetics. its gonna be amazing, and i'm really lookin forward to all the learning. i wish we would had a whole week with him, but thats ok. i think were cleaning the base tomorrow and getting ready for fiji... craziness. like... 6 days.... then the blogging becomes less. but more jam packed! cuz i've got nothing right now. i'm too mellow. too happy. too contented. talk to me tomorrow when i'm all frantic and stirred up about my faith. chyeah.
5.07.2009
mmm fresh internet day
such a nice tagline. eh? eh? internet is NEVER fresh!!! sarcasm, unite!
i'm all hopped up on tea and loving it. today was the hardest day of fasting in my entire 4-5 doing fasting life! (its easier as a team... such appreciation) but d d d d d d dang! dinner prep is the absolute worst thing to happen whilst fasting. aside from a pie fight. b b b b b b b but still! (and i'm not saying i'm fasting to boast about how spiritual i am (however spiritual i may be muhahhahahha (just kidding (but seriously))) i just enjoy it as a discipline and enjoy the feeling i get when i don't need food but only Gods love. wash my face?! nay! i will sing praises instead.) supper prayer was solid as usual... nobody got thrown against the wall in the spirit like i wanted, but i probably should have asked for it instead of just fantasizing about it. oh well! no harm, no foul, no ask, no receive... s s s s s s s solid as!
this week has been pretty dandy. it hasn't been the craziest spiritual adventure of my life but it has still been an encouragement. were talking about heart transplant with goldie gibson (a fight'n 59 year old single woman with amazing promises and ability to run 11 kms every morning before a 3 hour lecture). transplanting our broken, blackened, bruised hearts for a better newer stronger heart. from GOD! oh suprises. its cool. nothing is instantaneous, its all a process, often in which we have to get ourselves into more pain to achieve a stronger heart. i forget all the thousand analogies she's used (i blame the tea) but i can assure you they are good enough to repeat at a later time when you are having a crap day i can drop on you like a hot log of encouraging po-FIRE! you thought i was gonna say poop. you assumer. (pffthehehehe.. ass..)
not a lot has actually happened since i last wrote (which has been neglected because... i'm busy yo! and i ran out of internet.) i've been making prayer bands for everyone on the dts... which means at least an hour or two of sewing and possibly more of stitching something into them. its well worth it for my creative presentation.. not a tattoo, but something to keep me focused on something i fully believe God will bring to fulfillment within my lifetime. i've committed to wearing it (minus greasy/sweaty situations) until my certain prayer comes to fruition. and when it does? slap another one on. i made one for everyone so we could all be bound together in prayer, especially for each other. i'm running out of fabric... but i only have 3 1/2 more to make before i'll be done all 25. my wrist hurts and i don't want to sew anymore but i STILL MUST because now it's an addiction and i love love love giving people things. 4 1/2... surprise ending one... muhahhaa. breakfast club was sick today. it was our last day but it was so fun.. i'm going to miss those maori kids.
almost done my painting in the prayer room... i'm at the stage where i could have finished it, but then went further with it ( i had too...) and now am not satisfied with it again, so lots of tinkering must be done. but hopefully it stands out an looks decent enough to get people inspired to pray... MAN i love praying. there was something else i was probably going to say.. but i forget. so i'll leave you with newly established quotes from one of the best family guy episodes we've witnessed together..
'i can't hear you!'
'nnnbutt scratchah?? mmmmbutt scratcha! nnnbutt scratchah!! (off in the distance) mmm butt scratcha!!'
'oh crap. (ensuing longest chicken fight ever)'
i know you are pleased with me.
erase erase erase.
i'm all hopped up on tea and loving it. today was the hardest day of fasting in my entire 4-5 doing fasting life! (its easier as a team... such appreciation) but d d d d d d dang! dinner prep is the absolute worst thing to happen whilst fasting. aside from a pie fight. b b b b b b b but still! (and i'm not saying i'm fasting to boast about how spiritual i am (however spiritual i may be muhahhahahha (just kidding (but seriously))) i just enjoy it as a discipline and enjoy the feeling i get when i don't need food but only Gods love. wash my face?! nay! i will sing praises instead.) supper prayer was solid as usual... nobody got thrown against the wall in the spirit like i wanted, but i probably should have asked for it instead of just fantasizing about it. oh well! no harm, no foul, no ask, no receive... s s s s s s s solid as!
this week has been pretty dandy. it hasn't been the craziest spiritual adventure of my life but it has still been an encouragement. were talking about heart transplant with goldie gibson (a fight'n 59 year old single woman with amazing promises and ability to run 11 kms every morning before a 3 hour lecture). transplanting our broken, blackened, bruised hearts for a better newer stronger heart. from GOD! oh suprises. its cool. nothing is instantaneous, its all a process, often in which we have to get ourselves into more pain to achieve a stronger heart. i forget all the thousand analogies she's used (i blame the tea) but i can assure you they are good enough to repeat at a later time when you are having a crap day i can drop on you like a hot log of encouraging po-FIRE! you thought i was gonna say poop. you assumer. (pffthehehehe.. ass..)
not a lot has actually happened since i last wrote (which has been neglected because... i'm busy yo! and i ran out of internet.) i've been making prayer bands for everyone on the dts... which means at least an hour or two of sewing and possibly more of stitching something into them. its well worth it for my creative presentation.. not a tattoo, but something to keep me focused on something i fully believe God will bring to fulfillment within my lifetime. i've committed to wearing it (minus greasy/sweaty situations) until my certain prayer comes to fruition. and when it does? slap another one on. i made one for everyone so we could all be bound together in prayer, especially for each other. i'm running out of fabric... but i only have 3 1/2 more to make before i'll be done all 25. my wrist hurts and i don't want to sew anymore but i STILL MUST because now it's an addiction and i love love love giving people things. 4 1/2... surprise ending one... muhahhaa. breakfast club was sick today. it was our last day but it was so fun.. i'm going to miss those maori kids.
almost done my painting in the prayer room... i'm at the stage where i could have finished it, but then went further with it ( i had too...) and now am not satisfied with it again, so lots of tinkering must be done. but hopefully it stands out an looks decent enough to get people inspired to pray... MAN i love praying. there was something else i was probably going to say.. but i forget. so i'll leave you with newly established quotes from one of the best family guy episodes we've witnessed together..
'i can't hear you!'
'nnnbutt scratchah?? mmmmbutt scratcha! nnnbutt scratchah!! (off in the distance) mmm butt scratcha!!'
'oh crap. (ensuing longest chicken fight ever)'
i know you are pleased with me.
erase erase erase.
5.03.2009
the skinny day
the alcoves...
whoooo free weekend! friday morning started off with renting a vehicle. solid as. THEN our last day with mal and having ministry... it was probably the craziest day ever. in combination with the previous night's prayer meeting... oh man. i won't say names but we had a manifestation (which he is claiming wasn't a manifestation... which has me very very confused and concerned) that took ten people to hold him down. it'd been a long time coming and through his confession that broke off something the night before he allowed himself to be touched (and maybe delivered... we aren't sure..)but not only through him but through other things... i think ji-won was finally set free. she saw an army of angels... iiiii think thats a pretty solid sign of good things happening.
so after our crazy morning we went to town, got our rental vehicles, and had a horridly frustrating late afternoon with people dropping out of our plans and me not being able to get ahold of alana to make plans and everything frustrating... it was nasty. but the girls were going to stephs town for a girls night, so we boys were takin the rental van an we headed to hamilton for some bowling. (i finally got ahold of alana on the last try before we left, an we agreed to meet in cambridge at 10 for some fun.) we were gonna go see a movie, but since we had a time crunch we ended up just bowling and we all sucked. but it was good... an to be in hamilton as well as cambridge and just chillin. we met up with alana an her friend naomi (who chris knew, so it was automatically not awkward (as i met up with the girls, the other 7 boys (minus john-mark cuz he is addicted to skateboarding..) were hooding it up on the steps in the dark awkwardly ten feet away from us... but then chris stood up an was all 'naomi? what?')) an we decided to head over to the capernwray school to hang out. which was awesome! cuz all 8 boys had new people to talk too, and i knew another girl there from calgary, and another few people with mutual laura an jef an jeff friends.. it was sweet. we had a good night (though i don't think the capernwray boys much cared for us... eee awkward...) and headed home to sleep.
saturday morning! we took off for rotorua around... 9:30. ish. we were late. i lie... we left later. it doesn't matter. rotorua is only an hour away so we got there and met up with pete, our rafting guide. there was a massive marathon going on (apparently the biggest one in NZ each year) so the 15 minute drive took 45 minutes... but it was all good cuz it was a small rafting company and rafting companies are chill to begin with so a small one was even more-so. rafting last summer in colorado was amazing, and really fast, but this one wasn't as fast but ohhh man there were water falls... there was a 3 meter fall to begin with, then one meter, then a 7 meter fall to cap it off about halfway through the fun. i was actually really nervous for it but it was probably one of the most fun experiences of my life (which i somehow forgot from colorado (how can you forget that?!)) and it was short but sweet, an the pics are amazing so eventually you will see. we found a pretty cool $9 a person hostel ish place to camp at (or... $4.50 a person if only the boys sleep in the tent muhahaha shhh tell no one.) then we went an saw fast & furious... it was ok but what was more than ok was relaxing and seeing a movie after not having seen one in almost 3 months. but seriously it was such a good night. today was just as good, though we were pretty dried up on spending money, so all the cool thermal volcano tourist traps we wanted to go too were far too expensive so we ended up doing a tiny hike which turned into adventuring which turned into finding a pathway to the waterfall base where nobody else was. we felt special and took a lot of pictures. then we went home, had some icecream, and became exhausted. sooo tired.... in my frugality i bought only a loaf of some bread, peanut butter and a kg of golden kiwi, so i had that for 3 meals. so .. good? yeah. under $10 wins everytime. did you know you can just eat the skin off of a golden kiwi? cuz i do now, and i do and i enjoy. mmmmmm
goodt.
ps, the terminator salvation trailor gave me the movie chills. i am really excited for it.
whoooo free weekend! friday morning started off with renting a vehicle. solid as. THEN our last day with mal and having ministry... it was probably the craziest day ever. in combination with the previous night's prayer meeting... oh man. i won't say names but we had a manifestation (which he is claiming wasn't a manifestation... which has me very very confused and concerned) that took ten people to hold him down. it'd been a long time coming and through his confession that broke off something the night before he allowed himself to be touched (and maybe delivered... we aren't sure..)but not only through him but through other things... i think ji-won was finally set free. she saw an army of angels... iiiii think thats a pretty solid sign of good things happening.
so after our crazy morning we went to town, got our rental vehicles, and had a horridly frustrating late afternoon with people dropping out of our plans and me not being able to get ahold of alana to make plans and everything frustrating... it was nasty. but the girls were going to stephs town for a girls night, so we boys were takin the rental van an we headed to hamilton for some bowling. (i finally got ahold of alana on the last try before we left, an we agreed to meet in cambridge at 10 for some fun.) we were gonna go see a movie, but since we had a time crunch we ended up just bowling and we all sucked. but it was good... an to be in hamilton as well as cambridge and just chillin. we met up with alana an her friend naomi (who chris knew, so it was automatically not awkward (as i met up with the girls, the other 7 boys (minus john-mark cuz he is addicted to skateboarding..) were hooding it up on the steps in the dark awkwardly ten feet away from us... but then chris stood up an was all 'naomi? what?')) an we decided to head over to the capernwray school to hang out. which was awesome! cuz all 8 boys had new people to talk too, and i knew another girl there from calgary, and another few people with mutual laura an jef an jeff friends.. it was sweet. we had a good night (though i don't think the capernwray boys much cared for us... eee awkward...) and headed home to sleep.
saturday morning! we took off for rotorua around... 9:30. ish. we were late. i lie... we left later. it doesn't matter. rotorua is only an hour away so we got there and met up with pete, our rafting guide. there was a massive marathon going on (apparently the biggest one in NZ each year) so the 15 minute drive took 45 minutes... but it was all good cuz it was a small rafting company and rafting companies are chill to begin with so a small one was even more-so. rafting last summer in colorado was amazing, and really fast, but this one wasn't as fast but ohhh man there were water falls... there was a 3 meter fall to begin with, then one meter, then a 7 meter fall to cap it off about halfway through the fun. i was actually really nervous for it but it was probably one of the most fun experiences of my life (which i somehow forgot from colorado (how can you forget that?!)) and it was short but sweet, an the pics are amazing so eventually you will see. we found a pretty cool $9 a person hostel ish place to camp at (or... $4.50 a person if only the boys sleep in the tent muhahaha shhh tell no one.) then we went an saw fast & furious... it was ok but what was more than ok was relaxing and seeing a movie after not having seen one in almost 3 months. but seriously it was such a good night. today was just as good, though we were pretty dried up on spending money, so all the cool thermal volcano tourist traps we wanted to go too were far too expensive so we ended up doing a tiny hike which turned into adventuring which turned into finding a pathway to the waterfall base where nobody else was. we felt special and took a lot of pictures. then we went home, had some icecream, and became exhausted. sooo tired.... in my frugality i bought only a loaf of some bread, peanut butter and a kg of golden kiwi, so i had that for 3 meals. so .. good? yeah. under $10 wins everytime. did you know you can just eat the skin off of a golden kiwi? cuz i do now, and i do and i enjoy. mmmmmm
goodt.
ps, the terminator salvation trailor gave me the movie chills. i am really excited for it.
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