Daniel (Brit) and Josh (Canadian) ... both crazy. 

This I also can see out my window, it's the Chalet, the building where the the bookship/office and some dorms are. 

We have a whole bunch of super cute puppies here. This one is demolishing a stuffed animal. 

Mmmm love those Alps. That's looking at the Dauschtein part... the part I see out my window is in the Taurn part. 

The view out my window. Yeeup. 

This is the bookshop/office... 

This is our lecture hall.. the top floor is our "Eagle's Nest" study room... oh yeah, where I am as we speak! (or as we ... read ...) 

Our dinning hall... 

This is the T-hof main building... where we eat, sleep, hang out.. 

This is my cute little room. Awwww. 

The Room7 Girls!! Me and Anne Kathrine from "near Stuttgart"...24 years old, nurse and sweetheart. 

This is one of the better pictures from the Eye. 

This is going way back - all the way to England. (Feels like I haven't been there in ages) The London Eye was just calling me to take loads of pictures of it.  

Snapshot from a typical moment for us in Cinque Terre: gazing off over the Mediterranian, reading/writing, thinking. 

Palm trees = very exciting. Josh couldn't understand why we were all so giddy over them... but I guess when you live in a place where they grow, it wouldnt be so exciting. 

Rome was really exciting for me. I think I enjoyed it more than everyone else, and that might be because I have wanted to go for so long, and every single thing I saw was a dream come true. The Pantheon was incredible, but without having studied it I think it wouldn't have been nearly as cool. It was crowded and ... a building, so all you do is walk in, stare, take a few picutres, and leave. 

St Peter's Square is an amazing place. It looked a little odd with all the chairs left over from Easter, but it was so beautiful and ... big. Really big. Thankfully it was rather empty when we were there... a day or two later when the Pope died it was quite another story. 

*Three* EuroMullets in one photo.  

Pisa :) 

Me and my girls. 

This was part of my Family Group at Capernwray... It's a pretty good example of what we were like - like a real family: close and a little crazy and  

Scared to Feel

I realized something this morning.
As John Allen continued with his series on cults, I found myself trying to to pay attention. Especially when he came to some information that we had learned at Capernwray - about some of the more unpleasant things that Christians have said/done while trying to convert people in cults, and about some of the tragic things that have happened in differnet cults. I realized, as I sat there, staring at my computer screen, at my postcards, at my hands - anything but the power point or John Allen - that I didn't like it because it made me feel.
I asked Jesus this morning to help me to see those around me more like He does, and to be able to have some of His heart, but I guess I didn't really mean it, or I meant it in regards to the people here, not the people everywhere.
I hadn't realized that feeling more would be such a sacrifice and trial for me.
Yesterday, Janell, Kathrine and I went for a walk and we talked about how we've learned at Bible school to get to know people much more deeply than before, and much quicker, and how good and hard that can be. It's also very rewarding and very helpful. I thought I was comfortable with that, but comfort is not a good thing, and I guess God felt it was time that I get uncomfortable again.
Feeling, I think, was also something that, in the beginning, kept me from admiting that I cared for Josh. Feeling more means being willing to be hurt more. It took me a while to be willing to feel like that.
In all those situations, it's worth it- though even right now I'm afraid to say it because ... God feels so much more, and if I'm willing, I can to ...
And if I'm willing, it doesn't just mean feeling on it's own, but has to involve an action, a sacrifice, a doing. Like splagnidzomi (that was it, right?)meant both to feel deeply and to act on that feeling.
Thankfully God is the One who teaches things and knows what is too much for us to deal with, and keeps pushing us...
Hopefully I can be even more willing,
and one day not be scared.

I assume everyone knows what and where this is. (I love how randomly I'm posting all these. No reason. Nope.) 

yeeeup. This is one of the "babies" from my 10 Day Outreach in Leyland, Cheshire, England. Goood times with those puppets and kiddies.  

Well wadaya Know...

I feel like I should post...
because...
Stuart is back in use!! Oh heck yes.
Not through the wireless or anything, but I discovered the joys of a little white cable. Haahaaa so cool.
But it's lock up in 2 minutes. So... I guess the fun is over.
Till tomorrow.

Meet Ruth Black, my wonderful Northern Irish friend. She's still back at Capernwray, keeping everyone out of trouble, i'm sure.... 

Super Heros Janell and Allison...