Sunday, 9 November 2008

Of hair and such

It might just turn out to be a long one, and I do realise I'm not as good at entertaining you when they're long, but I have a lot to say, and it has to come out one way or another..

Firstly, go read bet's latest blog. My sentiments are echoed.

Secondly, as i said before, on friday I had a little adventure on the bus. Now, you have to understand I have these rlly odd routines I go through on the bus, which i won't go into, but one of them is sort of like meditating on things i've recently learnt and applying them to God. In fact, I get a billion and one blog ideas on the bus, but once i get home an hour later (bus rides generally take me that long) blogging is the last thing i feel like doing and i subsequently forget the idea i had. Anyhow, the bus was quite empty for a half-four trip, and I had the only seat with no1 sitting next to me. Anyway, I pretended that Jesus was sitting next to me, and I was thinking about the song "I would die for you" by MercyMe, wondering if i really was prepared to die for Jesus, and what death itself really meant and lotsa stuff like that. Then at the next stop and old man came up and obviously sat on the only available seat. At first i was like "uff. he squashed Jesus" and then, here's the funny part, i literally got a whack to the head! My headband and glasses had overlapped, and at that second my glasses snapped back to my head, giving me the feeling I got flicked. It occurred to me that since Jesus is in all of us etc, and "what you do unto the least of my brethren you do unto me" this guy was a living representation of Jesus. So, if I was prepared to die for Jesus, shouldn't I be prepared to die for this old man too? I kinda pushed myself with thinking about these things and I think you should too.
Next, on Saturday at Y4J when we were thanking God for things, I felt like i was sitting on God's lap, and He was showing me all the people thanking Him and giving Him praise. I even felt that there were people in South America and Asia doing the same thing (yes, it was slightly unusual). Insomma, I was in total awe of God's majesty, and amazingly proud (wasn't quite proud but I don't know a better word for the feeling) of being His daughter, and being loved by Him etc. Just as I was trying to figure out how to express this so-far undescribed feeling, even as a thought in my head, the band started playing The Highest and The Greatest by Tim Hughes, and I was like That's what I'm trying to say! It was the first in a string of perfectly timed songs and thoughts XD (which included a passage on fire at the same second that fire fall down started)

I also realised how I relate my hair to my attitude. It's quite odd rly, but I noticed that I'm more outgoing when I decide to cut my hair and more reserved when I let it grow. Right now I'm not sure what I want to do with it...

Saturday, 8 November 2008

Bus Adventure.. coming soon

I have a great idea. Another bus adventure coming tomorrow (: