the music in my head

To Know Your Name
The precious blood of Jesus Christ redeems.
Forgiven I'm alive, restored set free.
Your majesty resides inside of me.
Forever I believe. Forever I believe.
Arrested by Your truth and righteousness.
Your grace has overwhelmed my brokenness.
Convicted by Your Spirit.
Let by Your word.
Your love will never fail. Your love will never fail.
I know You gave the world Your only Son for us.
To know Your Name.
To live within the Saviour's love.
He took my place.
Knowing He'd be crucified.
And you loved. You loved a people undeserving.

- Matt Crocker

Making the bed.

I recently got a bit short with someone who shared my bed with me.

I had gotten up early in the morning to go to work, and when I came home later a night ready to go to bed I was shocked and a bit upset to find my bed in a complete mess. It probably didn't help that there were clothes on the floor and I was really tired, a bit emotional and on the verge of being super cranky.

Now that I think about it, I'm a bit ashamed that I was so upset about something so stupid. I mean it's a bed and five minutes after I got upset about it, I had crawled into it to make it even more messy.

As I think about it now pondering why I was so angered by my bed not being made (other then the fact that I was exhausted) and this is what I have come up with:

1. I like things to be neat and organized. It's not very often you'll find me working in chaos (or living for that matter).
2. Have you ever noticed that even when a room is messy (as mine has been this week because of extremely late nights and early mornings) if the bed is made it looks a little cleaner.
3. Because sometimes I forget that everyone is not like me, and that this delightful person that I do actually love very very much, who I'm so happy to have in my life, is still just as delightful even though we don't agree on beds being made.

*Sigh* I miss it...

Last night (at a crazy late hour considering how busy this week has been!) I sat down to watch the Saviour King DVD with my incredibly hot and amazing fiance, and my parents.

...it made me cry.

No, I'm not that spiritual that seeing people worship made me cry (although I have had my moments). It actually made me homesick for Hillsong. And it's not that I don't like where I am. In fact I'm loving life right now. God is so good and faithful. I'm doing what I love. I can't imagine being anywhere else, or doing anything else right now (and I especially love being in the same city at my incredibly hot and amazing fiance!).

BUT, while I was in Australia, Hillsong was more then just Sunday services to me. It was my life. What I watched on the DVD is what I experienced everyday as I entered into the Hub for chapel. It's what I was apart of on Thursday mornings at
hillsongwomen. It's what I did every Friday night at Powerhouse.
Imagine doing that everyday for two years?



So do I miss it?
Yes.

Would I like to go back?
Yes.

Do I resent people and circumstances that have brought me back to Canada.
Absolutely NOT!

And until I return to Oz, I will simply enjoy Hillsong via CD's & DVD's.

Manga

When I entered my office Sunday morning before church a book sat on my desk 'Magna Messiah.' I casually brushed it to the side (I often have books placed on my desk that TMC receives for free and passes on to us).

Today P.Wayne came in and told me that we're ordering a couple cases of this book...let me tell you about it:

The word 'manga' in Japanese means 'comic'. But 'manga' has really become a artistic style of its own. 'Manga Messiah' (you can check it out here) is the gospel presented in 'manga' format.

Although I'm not a huge fan of 'manga' myself 'Manga Messiah' appears to be a new way to present the gospel to elementary and middle school aged children (and in some cases to adults as well) in a culturally relevant way. And since I'm pretty much all about relevance I suppose its time I start getting into 'manga'....watch out Sailor Moon...here I come ;)

FYI:

I'd rather be here:
With him:
Doing this:
Drinking this:

beauty contrasted...

UGH!!!

OK, so here's how the story goes...something happened at work that I didn't do, but that I'm responsible for because the people who did it "work under me" (that's leadership, eh?). ANYWAYS, dealing with everything that went down with it frustrates me! I'm not a confrontational person (haha, believe it or not), I don't like conflict. I'd rather just forget this happened and hope that it never happens again. I mean it's an issue...but it's not a HUGE issue. BUT, if the people who did this thing that is wrong will probably continue doing it unless confronted and told not to...right? And this is one of many reasons why being in leadership frustrate and stretches me.

But...I'm learning :)