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The Old Red White and Blue

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I continue to keep a close eye on all the statistics relevant to this blog etc. But I have noticed that for the last week or more there is a disturbing lack of colour on my flags page…

Nothing but red, white and blue!!

The countries have varied but there must only be appeal in my blog for people living under such flags.

Today the representatives are from Australia, UK, America, NZ and the Netherlands… the Dutch one being the first non OZ, Brit, Yank, Kiwi reader for a week…

Not sure what it all means but am getting very bored with red white and blue…

The Song in My Head in the Morning #11: You Lift Me Up: Josh Groban

Another Feminine Dilemma

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D-Day – Departure Day.

A whole new start tomorrow – at 5pm with all my belongings into two file boxes off I went… Parking the boxes on my new desk ready to unpack 1st thing tomorrow!!

The hardest part is trying not to look deliriously happy when the girls in my office are all teary!

The crazy thing is I AM JUST MOVING ACROSS THE PARKING LOT!

Sigh – it is kind of the end of an era, I have been part of the Music Department for almost 3 years … So it strikes me as strange that I feel so ambivalent! It may have something to do with the fact that my previous boss was a head case, and since he left 5 months ago I have been in limbo – having some meaning and purpose in my work is definitely something to look forward to…

Anyway, tonight turned into an impromptu dinner party, which turned into an impromptu farewell party… Bliss, Surf, Kaffin, Tez, Skeet and I had a roast dinner, (may I add…brilliantly turned out by yours truly) and a couple of bottles of wine (hmmm…wine… lovely stuff) and more than enough laughs to keep us going into the middle of next weekend.

There is something priceless about such great company.

There is also the occasional dilemma.

Because we are such good friends and have worked together for so long, the girls (Kaffin and Skeet) and I are pretty much an open book with each other – so, they know about YGM2.
Bliss and I live together, she clearly knows about YGM2
Surf and I talk about all matters to do with relationships but, I hadn’t had an opportunity to tell him about YGM2 yet, i really didn’t need to as Kaff and Skeet told Surf about him… So Surf was dying for the inside track BUT…

Tez, is totally in the dark. Tez is a bit of a dilemma for me. He is my footy buddy, I have always been rather soft on him and for the longest time Surf and the gang have been hounding me about just grabbing him, giving him a good old pash and seeing what happens. I was not prepared to take that course of action… I always rather hoped he might do it instead…

So tonight, here I was with Surf dying to talk about YGM2 and me not wanting Tez to know until there really is something material to report!!! Right on the horns of a feminine dilemma – of course Tez was aware of a subtle undercurrent of news he wasn’t a party to. As usual, I was acutely aware of his attention being on me rather a lot (this is pretty normal and part of my massive frustration that he never made a move on me…) wondering how things would change once there was something to report and how to tell him!!!

Guess there is no point in saying anything until there is something to say! However, I would be lying if I hadn’t wondered if my being sought out by someone else would give him a kick in the pants…

Sigh

The Song in My Head in the Morning #10: Today: Iona (Bliss’ kickass song from last night)

The Three Wise Men and the Baby Cheeses

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This is kind of a cool story – I will try to be succinct … but I am warning you… it isn’t terribly funny, and it isn’t about my love life.

You may remember me mentioning a few entries back about a barbeque that was on for the residents in our unit block.

The short story about the bbq is that Bliss and I decided to attend, choosing the bbq over church which had been our original plan for the evening. I really felt that the bbq was a divine appointment, that it was really important to connect with people who are actually in my own backyard mission field.

Well, at that time I met Bet, a lovely, somewhat lonely, German girl and knew at once that she was the reason I was at that party. (Ironically, she was moving out of our block and I came home in time on a Saturday afternoon, 2 weeks later, to give her my card and wish her well.)

However, we arranged to meet and went to the movies on Wednesday night – (Jersey Girl … mediocre) and had a great time.

At the conclusion of the evening I invited her to church on Sunday (tonight) to hear Bliss sing in a recital given by one of our 3rd year students at college (post church service). (Bliss is a kickass singer). Bet said yes.

This is pretty radical for me – for the last 2 years our church has been moving towards adopting a G12 model of church growth and all church members are being encouraged to look outside our small insular groups and house churches and into the wider community. People are spending more time in developing relationships outside the church, to connect with our city rather than only with each other.

This has been a terrifying prospect for me – for all sorts of reasons, most of which God has really dealt to this year. So I was surprised that it all was so easy. I had expected all sorts of hoops to jump through and months of relationship building etc. but she said yes and so we found ourselves in church this evening.

From East Germany to a rampant pentecostal church in Sydney Australia is a BIG leap. One which Bet made with great aplomb and forebearance!!!

Now, the fairy tale ending would be that at the time when the invitation was made to make a formal decision for God Bet would have been down the front praying the sinner’s prayer.

She wasn’t.

But she was buzzing with questions, too fast for me to answer… I introduced her to a German friend of mine and was stoked to be invited to a German ‘connect’ group that meets weekly… and she said at the end of the evening, “that wasn’t the last time I have been her” (English needs some work!).

I know that she is on a collision course with God.

I can’t wait to be there when it happens.

I know her flatmates are next to come, having only canceled from tonight’s service due to illness…

I feel a ball rolling …

Bring it ON!!!