The Beauty of Contagious Passion

Off on another kids camp at the end of the week!! I'm so excited!! Some people think I'm nuts- I've had a crazy semester and I work with kids all the time and really just need a rest... But here is what comes to mind when I think of kids camps... I remember small groups with kids who are so eager to read the bible and love asking questions and finding out more about God. I remember kids who were too scared to go down the water slide and then finally plucked up the courage and did it and loved it. I remember kids who started camp a bundle of nerves who opened up to be funny and friendly and couldn't stop talking about all the fun they'd had when their parents came to pick them up. I remember kids who drove me INSANE all camp with their fighting and arguing and then they told me what home was like... and the frustration melted instantly. I still pray for you now... I remember the music, the action songs and watching you get really into i...

These last few weeks have been a bit insane. Once again back in exam season and uni has played its usual heartless trick of giving us less than a week after assignments have finished to cram in as much precious revision as we can before the moment hits us. My first exam didn't go so well... then 2 hours sleep the night before the second one didn't help especially with having to get up early for the third one... I spent 3 hours watching kids T.V after the third one and ages dozing the day after... But that's how life goes sometimes... We stress, we rest and we keep on moving... However, this week has got better as it went on... I teach scripture once a week, I missed my class last week cause of an exam. When I got there this week they cared enough to ask how it went and then were curious as to what I was studying. I told them I wanted to be a primary school teacher and they were really excited and thought I should come and teach at their school and teach year 6 (whi...

Country to country, city to city, house to house, people to people... You get the drift I move a lot. One of the things I love about moving is the fact that I have a fresh start everywhere I go... I've recently arrived in Australia from Kenya, supposedly home- my family, my bed and my things are here and there are people who I think are people I went to primary school with, but 7 years really do change a person- particularly when those are the teenage years. In a sense, I'm home...I'm back at the first church I was ever a part of, some new people and some old ones... and I think its brilliant! These people are welcoming, they are passionate and they are genuine and I love it. For the last couple of weeks I have felt God challenging me. Once again about my priorities... I'm back in first year uni. A conjoint degree in psychology and teaching... New subjects, new learning and the same old temptation to let my need for unnecessarily good grad...