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Thursday, February 26, 2009

Boys are smelly, boys are bad
Boys spread disease that make you mad.



Today is day 40 of 40...well actually a bit more than 40, special days with the Master. He is faithful, above all else.

And I believe, after these 40 days, there will be a lot more to come.
No eye has seen,
No ear has heard,
No mind can know
what God has in stored for those who love Him.


It's been quiet days of late. I wish I was not so impatient. I should learn to appreciate this quiet and not keep trying to fill it up with other sounds and sights. i should learn to hear and appreciate listening to Him.

Three LYPGs have gone by! I'm still amazed at what God is doing, and what He's putting in our hearts to anticipate for the year. So far, we've seen new people coming each week. Praise the Lord!, it's strange and exciting what He's stirring in the hearts of the young people. To paraphrase what Alvin said, "Young people who would rather spend their Saturday afternoons praying...what a peculiar sight" :)

God has been guiding the youth too. He's set for us a new structure, and believe me when I say, it was definitely unexpected! The word is - impossible overhaul. But with God, all things are possible, amen?

One thing I haven't been doing though, is catching up with my old friends :(

Friday, February 6, 2009

Prayer in Faith

It is good that we should have to submit to what we do not understand. It teaches us the laws of faith and hope.
It is good that we should have to do what we should rather not, in circumstances not of our choice.
It is good that there should always be something to prick us on, something to remind us that we are in an enemy's county, belong to a marching column.
It is good that we should meet with checks and failures in what we undertake, to keep us humble and prayerful.
All these things belong to sowing in tears.
God seems to have laid out the order of things in His Church, not for a general and brilliant triumph but for the hidden sanctification of the individual souls which compose it.

Janet Erskine Stuart