Shatter Proof
Shatterproof is my new blog for 2007. 2006 was the year of the Jo. 2007 is about that solid core inside me that keeps me from shattering completely. 2007 is about God, and the transformation of me and my life I hope for in Him. Welcome readers, old and new, to Shatterproof
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Boy, 14, stabbed to death 'for wrong look'
A popular 14-year-old boy was stabbed to death in a north London street after being set upon by a group of youths for "looking at someone the wrong way" in the latest in a string of fatal attacks on teenagers in the capital.
Who'd be a kid nowadays? I know this makes me sound ancient (and to be honest, the kids at youth group think I am!), but it wasn't like this when I was a teenager. OK, so I grew up in the country, but still. My friend who grew up in this area says the same: kids have got it so tough nowadays.

Why is this? Why does the wrong look cause one kid to start on another? Why do the clothes you wear mean you could get beaten - to death - by your peers? Sure kids used to fight, but when did guns and knives become the norm? OK, reading Run Baby Run might disprove my case here completely, but things have changed.

I look at the kids who come to youth group on Friday night. I have to admit - they do my head in most of the time! Year 6 have just started coming and they're hyperactive little wotsits who wind one another up, pick on and bully one another. And I don't know how to talk to them. I'd just got used to the lot that were there and now there are another 20 new kids to get to know. I'm not sure I'm cut out for this.

But... every so often I seem underneath. I see the vulnerable boy underneath the ADHD. I see the self-consciousness underneath the bravado. And I see that some of them are good kids. Some of them aren't.

And then I find out that one or two of the kids there this evening went to school with this kid who was killed because he looked at another kid the wrong way, and my heart breaks for kids growing up today.

What hope do they have?
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Friday, June 29, 2007
Jo's Ramblings
I seem to be blogging more on Jo's Ramblings, my 'public' blog (ie, the one I'll let people who know me see!)
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Take up your cross
Taking Up Our Crosses

Jesus says: "If anyone wants to be a follower of mine, let him ... take up his cross and follow me" (Matthew 16:24). He does not say: "Make a cross" or "Look for a cross." Each of us has a cross to carry. There is no need to make one or look for one. The cross we have is hard enough for us! But are we willing to take it up, to accept it as our cross?

Maybe we can't study, maybe we are handicapped, maybe we suffer from depression, maybe we experience conflict in our families, maybe we are victims of violence or abuse. We didn't choose any of it, but these things are our crosses. We can ignore them, reject them, refuse them or hate them. But we can also take up these crosses and follow Jesus with them.
Henri Nouwen Society Daily Meditation for June 29, 2007
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Thursday, June 28, 2007
No man's land

An interesting article from Christianity magazine by Diane Louise Jordan and Liz Speed, about the shortage of men in church. You can find part of the article here.

However, reading the full article in the magazine, what struck me was this section.
Some would say that men have got a great deal. They've got loads of choice and if their girlfriend wants them to propose, they can refuse to commit and just move onto the next girlfriend.

Liz Speed: What they are doing is not using their masculine muscle. They don't have to compete for a woman. If I don't use my muscle it won't develop, this state can erode their true masculinity. They're not using what God's given them in terms of their masculine drive - to go out and win a women for themselves, to push through the fear and pain of what it means to be in a relationship. They are missing out on the depths a committed relationship offers. I'm not angry with the men whom you are describing, instead I feel compassion.
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Wednesday, June 27, 2007
So...
It seems Church Boy and Club Girl are no longer together. After I supressed the mild gloat (I'm repenting as often as it comes!), I did start to feel a tinge of sadness for him.
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Sunday, June 24, 2007

Result: 16. Your score isn't an achievement, it just is.


Psychologist Simon Baron-Cohen and his colleagues at Cambridge's Autism Research Centre have created the Autism-Spectrum Quotient, or AQ, as a measure of the extent of autistic traits in adults. In the first major trial using the test, the average score in the control group was 16.4. Eighty percent of those diagnosed with autism or a related disorder scored 32 or higher. The test is not a means for making a diagnosis, however, and many who score above 32 and even meet the diagnostic criteria for mild autism or Asperger's report no difficulty functioning in their everyday lives.

You scored less than 32. Make your own assessment of that

Asperger's Syndrome Test from OKCupid!

Well, that's a relief!
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Weekend
I have to say that I have come away from this weekend a little disappointed. It turns out that WB is 35 going on retired and has some similarities with my Dad! (God forbid!). In fact, I'm a little convinced there's some border-line Asperger's Syndrome going on there (same with my Dad, actually).

WB doesn't like fiction: TV, movies, books. Goes to be about 10, gets up around 6! Doggedly must finish sentences, conversation: even when he's come out with the most ridiculously timed statement and everyone else is nearly crying with laughter, he continues on. And on... Just like my Dad (though my Dad does enjoy fiction). He even likes folk music. Just like my Dad!

I've always said I would never marry a man like my Dad. But I specifically refer to the 'I'm right' attitude my Dad has. But I think WB could be a lot of hard work. There's also family ties to consider - he loves to spend time with his parents (he's the youngest of 3 sons, only one not married), still refers to his parents' place as home.

And he has the sitting room of a middle aged woman!

He did, however, buy me dinner Friday night. Didn't make the curry, though - too tired! He's very kind, thoughtful (when his head's not in a cloud) and amusing.

He needs a good woman to take him in hand, I think. He's been on his own for too long. Not sure I'm up for the job. I know love is about sacrifice as well, but there's a limit. And honestly, he doesn't rock my boat enough for me to think I would be prepared to make that.

But of course, you never quite know what the Lord sees and knows who would be right together, so watch this space... I've learnt never to say never!
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Thursday, June 21, 2007
A byte on the side - a thought experiement
Like many people who had been married for several years, Dick was bored with his relationship. There was no passion these days. In fact, Dick and his wife hardly slept together at all. However, Dick had no intention whatsoever of leaving his wife. He loved her and she was an excellent mother to their children.

He knew full well what the usual solution to this problem was: have an affair. You simply accept that your wife satisfies some of your needs ans your mistress others. But Dick really didn't want to go behind his wife's back, and he also knew that she could not deal with an open relationship, even if he could.

So when Dick heard about Byte on the Side Inc. ('Even better than the real thing!'), he had to take it seriously. What the company offered was the opportunity to conduct a virtual affair. Not one-handed cyber sex with a real person at the other end of the computer connection, but a virtual reality environment in which you 'slept with' a completely simulated person. It would feel just like real sex, but, in fact, all your experiences would be caused by computers stimulating your brain to make it seem to you as though you were having sex. All the thrills of an affair, but with no third person, and hence no real infidelity. Why should he say no?


Why does infidelity bother us? Some people say it shouldn't and that it is only because we are culturally conditioned with unrealistic expectations of monogamy that it does. Sex and love are quite different, and we are fools if we allow a bond of affection to be broken by the biologically driven act of copulation.

If the desire of monogamy is an artefact of culture, it is nonetheless very deeply rooted. It is the experience of many who enter free-loving communes or try 'swinging' that they just can't help being jealous when others sleep with the one they love. The 'hang ups' we are blithely told to throw away seem to be more than just psychological aberrations to be overcome.

So if infidelity is likely to remain a problem for the majority, what is it about it that bothers us? Imagining how we'd feel about the prospect of our partner using Byte on the Side's services might help us to answer this question. If we would have no objection to the cyber sex, that would suggest that the crucial factor is the involvement of another person. Our most intimate relationship must be one-to-one and exclusive. Traditional monogamy is what we want to see maintained.

But if we would object to the virtual affair, that would seem to indicate that it is not the role of the third party which is crucial after all. What causes the hurt is not the turning to someone else, but the turning away from the relationship. On this view, when Dick turns on a computer to turn him on, he is signalling that he has stopped seeing his wife as the person with whom he wishes to express his sexuality.

An affair is usually a symptom of a relationship's existing problems, not the first cause of them. This fits this diagnosis of the source of the unease with Dick's virtual lover. For it is of course true, even before his has logged on to his stimulating simulation for the first time, that he has already stopped seeing his wife sexually in the way he once did. And so the virtual affair is not a means of dealing with the core problem, but of avoiding it.

In the real world, the reasons why infidelity bothers us are complex, and the person who objects to a virtual byte on the side may object even more strongly to a flesh and blood affair. What the case of Dick enables us to do is to focus our attention on just one aspect of unfaithfulness: the extent to which it is a turning away from our most valued relationship.
The Pig that Wanted to be Eaten And 99 other thought experiments, Julian Baggini

Thought experiments are short scenarios that pose a moral or philosophical problem in a vivid and concrete way.

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Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Update as requested
As Layla requested, an update.
Friday night I'm meeting WB for a meal before we drive down to our weekend away with our group of friends. I thought we'd be going out for a meal, but he sent a text this morning to say he will make me a curry!
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Monday, June 18, 2007
Church boy... an update. And introducing... Workshop boy!
The Sunday before the Sunday just gone I went to another church in the evening. The talk was about the blind man, Bartimaeus, who Jesus asked, "What do you want me to do for you?"

So the Sunday before the Sunday just gone, I asked God to take away the pain and hurt caused by church boy. And so I emailed him (which I think I shared?) to tell him I'd been praying for him (fact!). And it felt, almost instantaneously, like a weight was lifted from me.

I've been able to look at his - and her - Facebook, without getting angry or upset. I had a little rant to myself on Friday, along the lines of how dare he treat me like crap at that club and deny it: at least have the balls to admit he'd treated me rather shabbily by ignoring me. I could see this coming.

I'm wondering now, though, if I'm free from him. I feel as though I am. And at the weekend I found myself flirting with another guy. We were at a wedding (Facebookers, you can find him in my photo album 'Vickie's Wedding') party in the evening, a friend from the christian course we help out on. We'd gone as a group of 8 from the course. We were dancing, all 8 of us, and he was quite good (that helps!). Later in the evening, one of the women who was part of the group, came up to me and told me she thought he liked me.

And I think I like him a little! Eek! He's a great guy - funny, intelligent, nice. I found myself flirting a little. But I have to be careful - I don't want to rebound from S onto this guy and hurt anyone in the process (I'm assuming that he does like me here!), including myself.

I also am not sure if I trust my judgement to know. So often I think "he's the one" about a guy. And I've obviously got that wrong many a time.

So I'm dropping subtle hints. VERY subtle. We're going away as a group this weekend, and he's hopefully driving me down. That's hopefully 2 hours in a car, just the 2 of us, and then a weekend of long walks, lots of food and lazing around. As good a place as any to see what's going on.
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Thursday, June 14, 2007
Beauty and the beholder
I've rambled on about this before, my dislike of internet dating approaches which start: "Hey beautiful/gorgeous/good looking!" I dislike the cheese, the un-originality and the blatant crassness of them. Start like that and you'll be at a disadvantage with me. Maybe I should be more gracious, but I often find they're just cc'd emails dashed out to many women, with no thought behind them. In fact, I recently received one which - word-for-word - I'd had from the same guy about 3 weeks earlier. And said no to him then!

I posted about this on one of the dating sites I'm on, and got this response in a mail from a 45-year-old guy (who's profile pitches him at about 15!). Can I point out, all the bad spellings are his.
Had any men walk into lampposts lately? Caused any accidents while standing
near traffic lights recently! Just read you're post. In a way I'm a little
puzzled that you seem surprised that men react to beauty. I guess you must've
experinced this before. I'm sure you know that men will stare at a big busted
woman longer than the bible.
Maybe you're surprised that christian men are
the same as worldly men, that seems just as unlikely as well. Unless you\'re a
new christian. Or you could be saying this in the hope of changing men. Hoping
they read your post and amend their ways? Now this seems more likely. Hey don't
you know you can't change men?! Only the love of a pretty woman can do
that.
All The Best,
NAME(Only Joking)
PS I'd be really interesting if you could share with me some of you're
experiences in this area. Like when you've no photo up do you get a different
kind of email.... ?)

So I responded to him:
Men walking into lampposts? Negative.
Accidents at traffic lights? Negative.
More emails without a photo than with? No different.
Surprised that Christian men are no different from worldly men? No, but
it's a shame.
Hoping men will change? Always! ;-)
Seriously though... it was summed up for me in thelondonpaper last week, in
a column called 'Don't just tell me I'm beautiful':"It actually forces negative
awareness - as if the superficial aspects are all that we embody. And eventually
it turns into a lot of pressure. As men, you're looking to do right by us -
complimenting us all the time etc. (bless your cotton socks) - but that's when
we end up spending half an hour in the toilet when we're only in the pub with
you. We're worried that this one time, if the make-up melts, you won't think
that we're 'stunningly cute' or 'dazzling' any more. And in a cheesy, Shallow
Hal kind of way, all I'm suggesting is that maybe you should consider
complimenting a girl for her sense of humour, her outrageousness or her
spontaneity - pulling the focus away from how a woman looks to the way she is as
a person."
Couldn't have put it better myself!

I resonate so well with that article. I can look good. I know I can. But that's only with clothes on. I'm not saying it's all due to push-up bras and hold-it-all-in pants: I could probably do with the latter, but I also like to breathe!

No, I mean the fact that if a man is after you only because of what you look like, then as soon as you don't fit his mould, you're out of the picture. And I don't fit that mould. Underneath my clothes is a very different, insecure me. The one covered in spots (hormones), lumpy-bumpy skin, dark hairs that will persist on growing despite waxing or epilating or depilation creams or shaving (I know some guys with LESS body hair than me), scars and scabs from cutting myself, falling out of trees when I was a kid, picking at myself (ingrown hairs are b**tards!): I can't wear skirts above my knees without tights. Nor shorts. Unless I'm feeling exceedingly devil-may-care, because my legs are not pretty.

And that's why I recoil at the 'hey gorgeous' approach (I got one in the street last night!). It might be a nice confidence booster. For about 5 minutes. Then I realise that if the guy is that superficial then I don't want to get close to him, because one day he'll see me without tights and will be repulsed. And I wouldn't blame him!

Interestingly, I'm now wondering if this is why I keep guys at arms length anyway, why I go for guys who're not interested in me: or just the excuse I use. 'Cos actually, the ex wasn't bothered by it. Not at all. He still thought I was gorgeous - it didn't matter to him.

Sometimes it's all a bit f***ed up, isn't it? I've been reading a fantastic book recently: Why am I afraid to tell you who I am? Read it! And, as a dear friend of mine who taught me so much about my faith on his course I took, says: "May you never be the same again!"
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Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Church boy - an answer
Layla asked what I was going to do about church boy. The answer is: Nothing. There is nothing I can do. Oddly I found myself praying for him and her on Sunday. And Monday night I sent this email:

"OK - deep breath - here goes... I care about you, so I pray you will be happy, that things work out well for you. I'm waiting for the feelings to catch up with the facts - I'll see you in a few weeks. I don't need a reply to this. I don't WANT a reply - please."

Strangely grown up. Doesn't mean it doesn't still hurt, and seeing him and her may be an issue for a while. The bigger problem is the fact that he sings at church - and I really like his singing voice. So that's a bit of a problem! Ah well!
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Tuesday, June 12, 2007
History
How random. I was sat on the bus on the way home. I was late from work. I was too tired to walk. I sat there with my book, and suddenly a seat came free. I turned around to move to it, and sat across the aisle, about 6 inches away from me, was my ex-boyfriend. Who was also late home from work and tired, so he got the bus! He'd obviously not noticed me when I got on.

I did look at him and think - damn, you're still cute! But it passed.

And that made me think. It was a year ago (yesterday) that we got together. We chatted and walked from the bus stop together. I told him about church guy. I think my ex is more gutted than me! He was convinced, from the first time we met, when we were on-and-off and when we were going out, that I was meant to be with church boy!

It's a funny old world, isn't it?
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Sunday, June 10, 2007
Eye of the storm
In the middle of a tornado is a quite, silent, still bit - the eye of the storm.

He brought her - and a friend - to church again today. I didn't go, but had to be there at the end for a Sunday School meeting. I successfully - and pointedly! - managed to ignore him completely. Quite rude at one point!

She came over to say 'Hi!' My vicar laughed as she did this - I could see him and pulled a face at him, which is probably why he laughed!

I had a long chat with vicar - though he's going to do the pastoral thing with me and meet with me and one of the female elders of church, to talk about things. Especially as I'm not going to be around for a few weeks while I get used to the idea that S has a girlfriend.

Throughout the day I found myself thinking a few things.
  • If I'd seen a side of him I didn't like, then why am I so upset about it? Because for a few months up until that night we went clubbing it had seemed as though he was warming to me, that things might go somewhere. And suddenly the rug was pulled from under my feet. With no warning.
  • It's not her fault. It's not his fault. None of us can help who we fall for (and I'll state here and now - I was not going round saying I was in love with him: I fancied him, liked him, respected him, thought there might be some potential). And I deserve someone who is actually interested in me, likes me... loves me. And I should be spending my time, emotions and love on that person (whenever he turns up - if at all).
  • The poor girl! She probably doesn't have much of a clue about how I was feeling. She bowled over, trying to be nice and friendly to someone she kinda knew - and was hit by the ice age! Not exactly grown up and adult of me. Or Christian.
  • I was reminded of a time about 3 years ago when I liked a guy in my old church and we could all see the start of something between him and the girl he is still with now. I was on prayer ministry duty at church and she was waiting to be prayed for. I was sat in my chair hoping to ignore it, but no one else went forward. I guess you can predict the rest of the story... Yes I prayed for her (thankfully not about him!) and had to do it again a few weeks later. Before I left my last church, the 3 of us were good friends! So, stranger things could happen.
Rationality still there underneath the crappy, pissed off part of me. The facts are there: he doesn't like me, I'm not overly keen on him either now as I've seen a side of him I don't like, I deserve better, I could see it coming so it shouldn't be a shock. But sometimes emotions take a while to catch up with the facts.
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Scared

I'm scared that this new girl in the life of the guy I have liked will become everyone's new best friend and that nobody will want to spend time with me anymore.

Irrational, I know!
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Friday, June 08, 2007
I found out
I found out via Facebook tonight that the guy I've liked for a while is going out with the girl from the club. For those of you who know about Facebook: I found this out through a wall-to-wall she had with a friend of hers. Though to be honest, I'd had my suspicions for at least a week after what was going on between them.

F***ing shitty way to find that out, though.

Still - I deserve much, much better than that!

Here's to hope. Here's to letting go of the past. Here's to moving on and finding my minsistry, not hampered or held back by feelings for a guy who is not good enough for me. Here's to God - not man!

And here's to chocolate!
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Monday, June 04, 2007
Befriending our inner enemies
"How do we befriend our inner enemies lust and anger? By listening to what they are saying. They say, "I have some unfulfilled needs" and "Who really loves me?" Instead of pushing our lust and anger away as unwelcome guests, we can recognize that our anxious, driven hearts need some healing. Our restlessness calls us to look for the true inner rest where lust and anger can be converted into a deeper way of loving.

There is a lot of unruly energy in lust and anger! When that energy can be directed toward loving well, we can transform not only ourselves but even those who might otherwise become the victims of our anger and lust. This takes patience, but it is possible."

Henri Nouwen Daily Meditation February 3, 2007
I need to learn how to befriend my anger, my hurt, my lusts and put them to use. To use them to turn me back to God.
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Sunday, June 03, 2007
Peace be with you
'Reconciling and making peace'
from Given for you, a fresh look at communion, Eleanor Kreider, page 97

"'A people of peace'. That's how early Christians saw themselves. From earliest times a major theme of the Eucharist was the miracle of unity among believers of divergent classes, languages and cultures. Christ who is our peace has made unit by breaking down the dividing wall of hostility. Christ makes a new humanity possible, bringing people into reconciliation within himself and with each other. This is the greatest affirmation of Ephesians 2:11-21.

"Reconciliation is at the heart of the gospel. When gospel and peace are pulled apart, terrible things can happen, as we have seen in countries where Christians have preached a personalised salvation and have not emphasised that the gospel has everything to do with how to live out national or clan identity.

"New Testament Christians expressed the miracle and the delight of their Spirit-inspired unity in a unique gesture - the holy kiss, also called the kiss of love (1 Peter 5:14).

"It isn't clear whether this kiss was a part of an 'order of service' with well-developed theological understandings. But it does seem significant that the theme of peace is closely associated with the kiss in three of the five mentions in the New Testament letters. Churches were intensely concerned for fostering reconciled relationships. Love and unity were primary foundations for their life together.

In early Christian written liturgies, the kiss appears just after the readings and prayers, at the bread-and-cup ceremony. The explanation for this position was Jesus' admonition to leave one's gift at the altar, if relationships are bad, and make things right before resuming worship (Matthew 5:23-24). This kiss was called 'the kiss of peace' or simply 'the peace' and functioned in several ways. It was a hinge in the service between the prayers and the Eucharist proper. It was an expression of unity and love among the people. And it was provided an opportunity, on the spot, to make things right.

"Eventually the peace became stylized and clericalized. In some places its essential meaning was abused. In medieval England the peace was passed in a thoroughly hierarchical sequence, from the priest through the nobility, gentry, and eventually to the common folk. The poorest woman was the last to receive.

"The good news is that the ancient kiss of peace has reappeared in 20th-century Eucharistic worship. Why not! The peace greeting is one of the genuinely 'primitive' elements of Christian worship. Just because it's early doesn't mean it's good or necessary. But the kiss (greeting) of peace is important because it reminds us and dramatizes for us a central truth about the Christian faith, about Jesus' work of shalom, peace - Jesus is the Lord of peace - we are to be his people of peace."
Have you ever been taught this? I had not. The peace has always been a time for chat, a time for 'how are you?', 'what have you been up to?'. Chit chat that has to be called to order by the musicians.

It also makes me think - can I truly share the peace with someone when I'm not able to reconcile myself with them. Or don't want to? Should I share the peace with someone who's hurt me and I'm finding it hard to forgive? Or should I just ignore them, avoid them? Easily done in a larger church, but in a church my size (about 25-30 people) it would be difficult to do that without making it obvious. And if they don't know how their slight has hurt you, do you continue with the hypocrisy of sharing the peace, or make a stand? After all, there's only a few minutes of the peace - only a few seconds with each person.

Of course, if I wasn't Anglican, this wouldn't really matter!
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Hope

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. (Romans 15:13)

Hope. You cannot live without it. The question is: What have you placed your hope in? It’s easy to give the glib answer and say your expectations rest in the Lord. I recently discovered, much to my chagrin, a subtle error I was making in this regard.

For several years I prayed for a certain route of deliverance about a disturbing issue in my life. I thought my hope was in the Lord—I trusted Him to fix my problem, didn’t I? But one day I was forced to ask myself, “Do I want the Deliverer more than I want the deliverance?” The thought gave me pause. Yet if I truly want the Lord above all else, then I have Hope indeed. And in Him, unfulfilled dreams can live right alongside peace and joy. ~ Ruth

Comfort Cafe

So what is Hope? What is hope in God? And how do we live with our unfulfilled dreams? How do we cope? How do we hand these over to God? How?

How do we cope when we walk into church to find there the woman who the guy you like spent a whole evening talking to - and pretty much ignoring you? When you know (through Facebook) he's been chatting with her, seeing her (not necessarily like 'that', parties and stuff)? And when your vicar's 4-year-old who previously would come and chat to you, doesn't want to know you 'cos she's sat with this new girl? I tell you... the love of a 4-year-old being lost. That surely hurts the most!


So what do you do? Well... I walked out during the prayer. And burst into tears. Despite spending the week knowing that this was a possibility - even having imagined it - it was still hard to walk in and find her there. Although I wasn't surprised in the slightest. But how do I cope with this? You know, what hurts the most is that I don't seem to enter his radar as possible girls to get to know. Maybe it's 'cos someone tried to set us up the first time we met. Maybe it's because I'm fucked up - and talk about it. Maybe, maybe, maybe... I'll never know. But it still hurts. Makes me sad. Another nail in the 'you're sooo not wife material' coffin.

But having hope... how?
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Saturday, June 02, 2007
God doesn't lose things
Nothing is ever lost!
'"GATHER THE LEFTOVERS SO NOTHING IS WASTED."' JOHN 6:12
Did you know that what starts as a curse can end as a blessing? When the Mexican boll weevil devastated the southeast Alabama cotton crop, farmers reverted to planting peanuts and ended up producing more than any county in the nation. Consequently the town of Rucker erected a monument bearing this inscription, 'In profound appreciation of the boll weevil and what it has done as the herald of prosperity.' When Jesus discovered Lazarus was sick he didn't respond until after he'd been dead four days. But because Jesus was waiting didn't mean He wasn't working. He chose to demonstrate His resurrecting power - to prove that nothing is too hard for God. Joseph was falsely imprisoned for 13 years. But God was with him and he went on to save multitudes, including his family who'd mistreated him. Joseph's struggles made him better, not bitter. But it could have ended differently if he hadn't maintained the right attitude. God used Esther to save her people, but first he put her in the position of living where she didn't want to live and doing what she didn't want to do. Even though a widow, Ruth ended up gleaning in a field where she met and married a wealthy man named Boaz. In addition to bearing him children, she became part of Jesus' ancestral bloodline. So if you're struggling to see God's purpose in your suffering today, rest assured He has one. After feeding a multitude Jesus told His disciples, '"Gather the leftovers so nothing is wasted."' In God's kingdom nothing is ever lost. When you trust Him He makes '...all things work together for good...' (Romans 8:28 KJV).
UCB Word for the Day 2 April 2007
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What's my part in all this?
Find your place
'...OUR GOAL IS TO MEASURE UP TO GOD'S PLAN FOR US...' 2 CORINTHIANS 10:13
Da Vinci only painted one Mona Lisa. Beethoven only composed one Fifth Symphony. And God only made one version of you. He custom-designed you for a one-of-a-kind assignment. 'How can I discover mine?' you ask. Your ability reveals your destiny! '...If anyone ministers, let him do it as with the ability which God supplies...' (1 Peter 4:11 NKJ). When God gives you an assignment, He also gives you the skill-set. To discover your assignment - study your skill-set! Your ease with numbers. Your love of computers. Your gift for interior design. Others stare at blueprints and yawn; you read them and say 'I was made for this.' Heed the music within, then dance to it! No one else hears it the way you do. Look back. What have you consistently done well? What have you loved to do? Stand at the intersection of your desires and your successes, and you'll find your uniqueness. 'The Spirit has given each of us a special way of serving others' (1 Corinthians 12:7 CEV). Away with this depreciating 'I can't do anything', and its arrogant opposite, 'I have to do everything'. No, you don't! Paul said, '...Our goal is to measure up to God's plan for us...' Don't worry about skills you don't have and don't covet strengths others do have. Just maximize your God-given gifts! '...kindle afresh the gift of God which is in you...' (2 Timothy 1:6 NAS). If you're not sure what God has called you to do, get down on your knees and ask Him to reveal it to you. And when He does, pour yourself into it!
UCB Word for the Day 23 March 2007
The thing is, what's my place? What's my special thing? What am I supposed to be doing with my life - because in this life I don't seem to be doing very much of any consequence. Not really. I feel a bit as though I have RSL - Repetitive Life Syndrome.

Wish I knew. Funny thing is... I'm giving an Alpha talk on Wednesday (first time, rather nervous, not read it yet! Eek!) on guidance! If ever there was a talk I needed to hear myself... But often that's the way it goes.
posted by Calia77 @ 5:18 pm   0 comments
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