Interests: God, loving my family & friends, real discussion, listening, baking to bless, freshwater fishing, swimming, tennis, reading the Bible/teaching literature, writing poetry, history of Australia's involvement in wars, occasionally motorbikes, go-karts, writing long letters, milking goats, Solo, ice-skating, laughing, keeping pet birds, chocolate, travelling for people, hands-on work, ping-pong, jamming with my siblings, salt & vinegar chips, music, worshipping with my piano, playing bass, movies, bookkeeping, guns & shooting, ice cream, chess (DairyMaid on ChessTime), food, giving gifts, Monopoly & Squatter, reading good fiction, glass jars, decorating cakes, and the list could continue.
"When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, 'I used everything you gave me'."
15/08/16 - #laterblogpost As I journey through failure...
I get the chance to reach out and consider someone, but I miss it completely because I make assumptions and get caught up in my own self.
I failed to consider and love someone.
I jack up at the smallest detail that shouldn't be an issue and decide to clam up the rest of the night and internally scold myself.
I failed again by irrationally overreacting.
Situations escalate to the point of ridiculous. I could have done something about it. But I didn't. So the Word spoken at the dinner table, then gets taken and beat against my head, leaving me black and blue with another failure.
Sometimes when it's hard to keep on going without answers, doubt is that rip in the ocean that tries to drag you down & out, to tear your eyes from Jesus to look at your fate in the waves of despair... but Jesus doesn't leave you there to drown beneath the ocean - He grabs your hand, and He says, "Why did you doubt?"
What lies beneath the ocean?
It's a mystery to me; If I live beneath the ocean,