[brandontmilan]

Originally posted by snowboarderTim
Ugg boots..... I'm thinking that we call them slippers, is that what you're talking about? Cause you wouldn't want to wear them in the rain......

Tim

whats a slipper??? like what Cinderella tried to put on???

[raggedyandy7]

HEY BEANIE-WEENIE!!!

sorry...i havnt forgotten about u...i swear...i got a huge PM planned for you...ive just been...ummmm...............................lets not go there:kstare:

so yeah...i apologize for my lack of responses

hope you are doing great

[beanie]

Originally posted by brandontmilan
whats a slipper??? like what Cinderella tried to put on???

a slipper is like a shoe you wear around the house (or if you are a matt or a bonnie... just about anywhere) and it keeps yer feet warm. my friend brought some grandpa slippers from the op-shop the other day! he wears them all the time. we think a guy musta died whilst wearing them.

a Cinderella slipper is like another name for a high heeled shoe (which are so bad for your posture by the way... and incredibly uncomfy, so don't bother).

[beanie]

Originally posted by raggedyandy7
HEY BEANIE-WEENIE!!!

sorry...i havnt forgotten about u...i swear...i got a huge PM planned for you...ive just been...ummmm...............................lets not go there:kstare:

so yeah...i apologize for my lack of responses

hope you are doing great

No, of course you haven't forgotten me. I mean, there is not even evidence (like the lack of PM's and other such stuff) to back that up!


Ahhem. Not.

I might forgive you one day.

[beanie]

I went to Craig and Kerriann’s wedding with Mum, Dad and one brother, Edwin.

It was cool… as in, the weather. It rained a bit and what sunshine we had was great. It was the shock of my life when she walked into the church (half an hour late) in a red Japanese type dress with a slit up the side almost to her butt! It was rad though. Different. I like different.

The church was one of those ones where there is an aisle on the left and another one on the right. If I get married in a church like that, I reckon I will do a couple of laps so everyone would have a fantastic chance to admire me. They had wonderful songs – no Hillsong, which was a blessing in itself. They were songs of meaning, love, and God’s promises. Lovely.

The reception was at the top of Willunga Hill in a shed type of thing, only done up real nice… overlooking the hills and then a bit of Adelaide and the sea. The sunset was great! I had a tummy ache but it went away after a while, which was kinda nice. The food took ages, but luckily, being the special family that we are to Craig’s family, we were seated at table 4, so we didn’t have too long to wait.

A rad part was catching up with ‘kids’ I grew up with when we all used to live in the same area and our parents used to gather and have bible studies.

I met a few other people as well; people who did YITS (the course I am doing) with Craig and Kerriann last year.

It was all around, a really treasured day. I love weddings.

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I was thinking today of how creation applauds God. A guy at Tabor worship last week was talking about it and I was remembering how in Psalms it says that the hills rejoice and the trees clap their hands.

I love going to the beach. I’m not a huge fan of swimming (cos I can’t do it), but I love sitting in the waves and running along the sand and sand boarding down the dunes. The waves we get over home (Lincoln way) are awesome. I never cease to be in wonder. I could sit on a cliff all day and watch them. I love camping at the beach, right near some stern waves… especially in a lightening storm. Oh my hats! I can’t describe it to you. You just have to experience it for yourself.

Have you ever been to a beach where it’s just pebbles… like sand doesn’t associate with that place or something? I think Holdfast Bay (or something) in Adelaide is like that, but I’ve never been there. In Lincoln there’s a little place called Shelley Beach. When the tide is fierce, you can see the pebbles being pulled into the sea from the beach as the waves move out. The pebbles click together and when a whole beach does that, slowly, as the wave breaks at one end and moves down the way, it seriously sounds like applause. (Personally, I wouldn’t think being dragged into the sea would deserve an applause, but I also don’t think rocks really have means of protesting… They are just blessing their Creator… cos that is what He made them for.)

I think we can learn some stuff from these rocks. Even if life is pulling us towards a treacherous sea, we should still praise God. We know that He’s gonna keep us safe, that there must be a good reason for Him to be doing this, some other ‘rocks’ might be with us, clicking against us… smoothing off our rough edges. He’s got a plan.

The Israelites had this tendency to only praise God when things were going good. They were afraid of leaving Egypt and only praised Him after they got to the other side. They pretty much whinged more than they praised. Faith doesn’t come after victory, cos that isn’t faith at all. Faith comes from something unseen and most of the time we can’t see the victory or how it’s gonna come about.

God is doing something when He pulls us out to sea. It’s our job to believe for the victory and make sure we sing the right song on the right side of victory. Songs of faith, hope, victory. Before and after. We trust in GOD. He can’t let us down cos it’s not in His nature to do so! Praise Him always. He knows what He’s doing. Trust. Believe. Sing. Don’t whinge.

[brandontmilan]

Originally posted by beanie
a slipper is like a shoe you wear around the house (or if you are a matt or a bonnie... just about anywhere) and it keeps yer feet warm. my friend brought some grandpa slippers from the op-shop the other day! he wears them all the time. we think a guy musta died whilst wearing them.

We call them bedroom shoes... i think my mom has called them slippers before...

[beanie]

Originally posted by coldtoedpunker
hey! sounds like a cool day! yeah it was raining today, but that's because I wore my uggboots out to K-mart. Which by the way I was there to look for gumboots, but there isnt quite the same selection in the mens department as in the womens, I can have big and black, or big and black, hmm i didnt want either so I left em alone.

I like weddings too, are you a very emotional person? Well I always cry during the wedding vows, I reckon when one day I get married I'll be crying for sure, hmm, I'll have to think up some way to disguise it, oooh, perhaps I'll get married under sprinklers, hmmm, i hope the girl I marry doesnt mind getting wet.

I'm pretty emotional, and I reckon I'll cry at my own wedding too, but like, I was just being crazy and jumping around (cos I couldn't see... cos I'm really short... cos I didn't wear my heeled boots... cos I don't like them much).

I was fidgiting a lot, heaps excited for them (wishing it was me getting married that day instead of them... hoho). They kissed for ages and I was like... er... stop now guys. Then they do that thing at the reception and clink on the glasses so they have to kiss... but they only did that once at this reception.

I decided that I'm gonna get married on a rainy day, like a friday afternoon, in a gazebo at a park so that me and him'll be under cover and everyone else crazy enough to come will have to stand in the rain. Haha! I'm not gonna wear crappy high-heeled shoes and I'm not gonna spend stacks of money on a dress I wear for a couple of hours. I'll have to include something with starburst wrappers in there and I'm honeymooning far away from where my brothers will be.

[beanie]

Bedroom shoes! Hahaha! That is the funniest thing I've heard all day!

Yesterday was a grand day. I went to see my friend Derek get baptised and it was rad. The music was rad, the people were rad, the sermon was rad, the pastor was rad, the pastors son was really good looking, the church was rad and all these people ask me what my name was and I say, "Bonnie" and they go, "It's nice to meet you Bronnie." Arg! Annoys the crap out of me, but I'm far too polite to correct them. I think I should just say, "Beanie" and that'll all scare the crap out of them.

I sang at my church, Frontier International Christian Centre, at night and we had a speaker guy who talked about the Spirit's manifestation of healing. It was awesome and we had some healings of back problems, multiple scrolosis (or how ever you spell it) and stuff. It was cool.

You know when you hear sermons and the prechers know what they are talking about, they clarify it with scripture and it just makes such simple, logical sense and you wonder why you didn't think of it yourself? (I often feel like I miss so much cos I look to shallow, or I just miss.)

I wanna preach... but I don't get any of that logical stuff. (This could be a result of the blonde...) I'm wondering how on earth I'm gonna be able to challenge people with a message if it doesn't have some profound logical proof, sense, answer, whatever to it.

Silly me. I know that if God wants me to preach, He's gonna give me the words to say and them the ears to hear. I know that if I studied more, I'd find the answers, the challenges, the logics.

Lord, you be the words through my mouth, the answers, the challenges, the logic. Your strength and power through me, the vessel, for you.

Toodles.

[snowboarderTim]

Originally posted by beanie
Then they do that thing at the reception and clink on the glasses so they have to kiss... but they only did that once at this reception.

I think my brother and Carrie purposely got plastic glasses for that very reason, people would try, but soon give up.... Hmmmm... I think I'll get styrofoam cups for my wedding.

Tim

Bonnie, did my last "instructional" pm work for your photo editing problems? Let me know...

[beanie]

I know, you wouldn't think I'd have any... but hey, SUPRISE!

Issue 1: We have 4 different shampoo's in our shower. Pantene, Garnier, Head and Shoulders and Sunsilk. Sunsilk is mine, Garnier is Daves, Head and Shoulders is anyones and Pantene is Glendas.

When I'm in the shower, I quickly make the choice of which one I shall use. It appears to be that if I use Head and Shoulders always gets in my eyes, but if I use Sunsilk it doesn't. Strange. Pantene is way too soapy, but it covers your hair in cilicon which is kinda impressive.

Issue 2: I reckon I can't clean my teeth properly... like I get stuff everywhere and as a result, have to clean the entire bathroom 2-3 times a day! It's the most disgusting, yet incredibly refreshing, human ritual I've ever seen.



PS: Tim, I'm working on some scanning right now. I'll shoot you if it doesn't work, okies?

[beanie]

of me about aged 1.5... i don't know what is up with my toe...

[beanie]

What is a sophmore? What is a freshman? What is the worth of a dime, and a nickel?

Today, I heard from Renee... I lovely 4 page email especially to me from her and Reuben at the Red Sea. Reub is planning to get baptised in the Jordan River! How rad is that!? Very rad! I was baptised in the sea at Thuruna... when I came up I was covered in sea-weed... like a monster or something. It was gross.

(Hoho... luckily I read over that paragraph again... it used to read, "Reub is planning to get married in the Jordan River!" I am a goose.)

I just had fish for tea and it was yummo!

Today, my only lecture was Creative Living. It was all about forgiveness. I might do a speil on all I learnt another day. I had some fun. I seem to always have fun in that lecture, even though it's really not a specifically humourous lecture.

If find that people in my YITS course are pretty comfortable with everything right now, pretty complacent. I am so not a fan of that and if I don't watch myself, I get pretty annoyed. I make sure I don't sit in the same place in the lecture room, or in church or on the bus or trian etc.

Today, my lecturer said something about being "clicky" and "complacant". (I don't know what he said about it, but I know he said those words.) I started yelling quietly under my breath, "Yeah, you hear that you Year in the Son-ners. COMPLACANT. That's what YOU are." I only meant for the 3 people near me to hear, but I think about 10 people in front and behind me did. Oh well. It was fun.

I got 2 assignments back today. I got an A for my Practical Ministry journal and an A+ for my reflection paper! Horray for me! Also, we got the weekly "Tabor in Touch" paper thing and it talked about Craig and Kerriann's wedding (the one I went to on Saturday) then, underneath it says, Perhas in the promotional material for Tabor College we need toinclude something like: "Come to Tabor - Find the love of your life". Ugh!

In the afternoon, I met my best mate Belle in the city and we went to Gloria Jeans for coffee, which was always do cos Gloria Jeans is the best. We talked about our weeks, God stuff, guy stuff (not that there's much happening there!). Then, some guys from my course found us and attacked us. We went to Allen's Music Store.

Mate, that place is huge. I could live there. I could just strum away on their guitars, play their pianoes, bang on their drums, check out and covert everything in that entire store (especially sound gear) all day long. We gathered in this small acoustic room and Jordan played 'King of Majesty' and we had a little jam/worship in there. How cool it is that they let us in there and play all their stuff, even if we aren't going to buy!? I think that we should do it more often as a witness type thing. They're offering some adult piano lessons for $50... I might look into it. I'd like to sharpen my skills a bit...

Belle and I brought a $2 umbrellas cos it was raining and when we came out of shop, the sun was out again. Thankfully (due to my rain dancing I'm pretty sure... or maybe Matt put on his ugg boots), it rained before we had to catch our buses, so we got to use them. Shweet.

My friend Kez is staying over tonight and we're gonna watch the Matrix and then go and see Matrix 2 on Saturday.

Sometimes, I watch my friends, like Kez, Belle and Ash and get pretty jealous. Kez can sing and play the piano so well. Belle can sing like no one I've ever heered before and Ash can sing, play and bash drums like he's been playing for 80 years. Sometimes, I so WANT to be a good musician or singer. I have to remind myself that even though they are gifts that I have, they are not my predominant ones. Sure, with practice, I get better, but it's not like I can pick up in instrument and play it without fault.

I have to remind myself that I have other gifts that don't come so easily to other people. I don't mind being in a room where I know 1 or less people. I can go up to anyone and talk and laugh. Belle and Kez can't do that so well. They find it really hard to get out of their comfort zones. Sure, with practice, they get better, but it's not like it's a natural thing for them to do. Thanks, God, for making me me.

The other night in the movies, I was waiting near the top of the esky-lators (by myself cos I always go to the movies alone) and I saw this guy who looked remarkably like a guy I met at Tabor on my first day (we were lining up to pay our fees and get our worksheets, but he doesn't do the same course as me).

Anways, I pointed and smiled to this guy and he came over. As he came closer, I realised it wasn't the guy I thought it was. This didn't registar with me until AFTER I said, "Are you from Tabor?" and he goes, "Where?". To that, I said, "Hmm (scratching my pretend beard, as I do), I guess not. Sorry." He was like, "Oh that's cool." As he walked away he kept looking back and smiling and I'm like... "Sure, come back and ask me for my phone number." Not that I would give it too him, but I just wanted to use my "I don't want to give you my phone number, but how about we meet somewhere and err... MEET" speech that I've had prepared since forever, but never had the chance to use. Oh well. At least my new pick up technique is pointing to people and asking if they're from Tabor, even if I know full well that their not. I'm just kidding.

I find hope
In God my Saviour
I have dreams
Of good behaviour
I find joy
In what is true
I have peace
In all I do

[beanie]

When I meditate on the word guidance, I keep seeing "dance" at the end of the word. I remember reading that doing God's will is a lot like dancing. When 2 people try to lead, nothing feels right. The movement doesn't flow with the music and everything is quite uncomfortable and jerky.

When one person prealises and lets the other lead, both bodies begin to flow with the music. One gives gentle cues, perhaps with a nudge to the back or by pressing lightly in one direction or another. It's as if 2 become one body, moving beautifully.

The dance takes surrender, willingness, and attentiveness from one person and gentle guidance and sklil from the other. My eyes still drew back to the word guidance. When I saw "G", I thought of God, followed by "U" and "I".

"God", "U" and "I" dance! God, you and I dance. This statment is what guidance means to me. As I lowered my head, I became willing to trust that I would get guidance about in my life. Once again, I became willing to let God lead.

By Graham Buxton (a lecturer at Tabor College)

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HABIT

Get rid of the H and you still have "abit"
Get rid of the "A" and you still have a "bit"
Get rid of the "B" and you still have "it"

... I dunno what happens after that.

[beanie]

"For the waywardness of the simple will kill them,
and the complacency of fools will destroy them;
but whoever listens to me will live in safety
and be at ease, without fear of harm."
Proverbs 1:32-33

Some proverbs shows people that sometimes their way of life will eventually destroy them. Like... if people vote for an MP on what he looks like, without reading up about him and then later he banns praying in schools, they'll be pretty bummed at his poor choice making. But... had they bothered to learn more, they wouldn't have made the choice before.

Or if YITS students sit on left hand side of the lecture room every day, they might miss out on making friends of a lifetime from someone (God forbid!) doing another course. Or meeting someone who needs them for a specific need that day. Or that person giving them a God-inspired word.

It's a hard place to be. I'm all out there, all over the place, not really together in a 'group' with anyone, but if I'm not careful (and believe me, I've done this many a time), Belle or Kez, my friends who aren't so naturally out-going, get left behind, jealous of me, angry at me cos I am their friend and shouldn't leave them, left on the outer and feeling like a dork when I could easily grab their hands and encourage them to meet someone new.

Help me, God, to be the friend I need to be in the place I need to be.

[beanie]

I am soooooo tired. Kez stayed over and she rocked up at about 10pm. I made her do the dishes and we didn't end up watching the Matrix (and we're not gonna be able to go on Saturday cos she's going to Victor, so I'll have to come up with some other sucker to come with me). We stayed up till about 2 I think... total loonies we were! Crazy. I would have been scared if I were me.... erm. Yes. Something like that.

Anyhoo, we got up at 6 to get to Tabor by 8 cos we had to practice for morning worship. We did a heaps good job and sang some different songs for once which is grand. I got to play my clari which was also nice. Cos we are all young and energetic, we play fast songs and have a gay old time up the front. Most people spend the entire service gawking at us like we are dorks or something. Silly duffers. They are the dorks!

Lecture was ho-hum. I went into the city and paid my phone bill, picked up some rad photos ... some of me and Keren on night at Woolies scooting around in some stray trollies. We were helping the guy put them inside... really, we were!

Went on a train to Keswick where I walked to the SU office where I volunteer a lot. Dude! They just upped my workload... I'm handling registrations for a MADD camp that's coming up. Nutso.

Tomorrow is a full day at Tabor. 9:30-6pm. I seriously need some sleep. The bus stank like diesel this afternoon and it made me feel ill. Tomorrow night, I have LTT (leadership training time) at Coastlands church... for "leaders or potential leaders in the church". It's heaps of fun... I love it.

On the bus I realised it was Wednesday, which means it's time to write the weekly letter to my parents. Then, I just remembered it was Wednesday, which means there's a prayer meeting at my church... it started 3 minutes ago. I guess I'm not going, but that's okay. They will live without me.

Bye bye for now. Sleepy Beanie. (Last night I did sleep in my beanie... I'll post a photo that Kez took later!)