This Week..

Am taking a Roadtrip tomorrow for a few days down to Glastonbury. (the place, not the festival). My friend Lynn is an Glastonbury lover, so she is gona show me all the sights, as we hang out with all the pagan's and hippie crusties...

Also, there are King Arthur Legends to uncover and pubs to be visited.....


Also just come back in tonight from seeing Kings Of Leon for the first time, and they rocked, like seriously magical moments rocked. And now have a slight Crush On Caleb, the lead singer. The man has Soul....

So Good times, Hope you have them too whatever you are doing

Enjoy XX

Pre-Bar Action.....

Last night, as I got out of the car and started walking to the pub, my eyes came to focus on a young lady, sprawled over the ground leaning up against a car door, with a man standing over her.

Straight away I knew she was drunk.. As I get closer I hear the guy saying 'look people are watching, get up' which she tried too by herself to no avail. Me and my friend Trina decide to stop and ask if she's okay. Turns out she can't really speak she's that wasted, and as her fella friend doesn't really want to help her, we ask them, where has she got to get back to. They point just over the park, so me and Trina grab an arm each and gently decide to walk her back to her flat.

Now she wasn't the most steady on her feet. and my scrawny little arms weren't holding her as steady as I would have liked, so I tell Trina to move her arm around her neck, but Trina takes it further and not only puts the ladies arm around her neck but then grabs her leg and starts to carry her, never one to be out done, I too grab her leg, and there we are in our decent clothes carrying a drunk lady through the park, with all the asbo crew looking on, with her fella trailing behind, to say I had a flashback to my Ibiza days is an understatement.

We get to her flat, not before Trina seeing me nearly crushed by the weight , (Trina is into going to the gym, Me not so much) and there is another women, who cant seem to get into the block of flat's . We help her in and then the drunk lady and her boyfriend and she cries , we are not sure over us, or for the situation, but needless to say her mascara makes contact with my nice cardigan (yes I was wearing a cardigan , how very rock and roll of me) and we tell her she is more than welcome...

Once sorted we make our way to the pub and jump around with all the bikers. It just goes to show, we could of walked straight past, I wasn't dressed for it, (I was in a skirt as well as a cardigan) but God set that up, so just at the right time, we would be there to make sure she was safe and sound....

A Opportunity to serve God and work on my arm's at the same time.

Bath Talk...

The other night, well Wednesday night, was a crazy night, where it all went to pot and God taught me something from it. Like he does.

Basically it was another night of getting in from work, scoffing down food, getting sorted and heading out to a church meeting, this is happening quite alot lately in my life.

I managed to somehow between all the rushing to find a spare ten minutes, where I really wanted to work on an art/craft project I am doing. I had to glue the back properly. Now in my rush, I opened the superglue and managed to get it all over the work I have made, right in the middle. To say I was p***ed off is an understatement. I screamed at myself for being so stupid and my happiness level went from 1o to - 100 very quickly. ( I am a physco perfectionist)

With the mood I was in I thought, I really shouldn't go to the meeting, as I won't be very loving, as I will probably be looking for a fight just to take my anger out,on the poor soul whoever talks. (This is horrible but true). So I put my Pj's on and tried in vain to rescue my art, but knowing inside it would never be as it was...

Feeling so annoyed at myself I went for a bath, to try and calm down. Lying there in the water, going over and over it in my head, 'all that work for nothing' I heard God say ' Claire, you need to start saying No, to things'... You destroyed it because you weren't truly focusing on it, because you had 100 other things to do, that you don't trust me to do without you. I need you to start doing the things I ask you to, beautifully and take your time with them, rather than rushing everything....'

As soon as I heard this, I knew he was right... I tell everyone all the time. ' A burnt out christian is no use to anybody' but I never take my own advice...

So my task is now to start focusing in on what God wants me to.... Saying No, is something I don't think I will be naturally good at but I know God wants me to learn it.... so what I do say yes to, will be beautiful and without any trace of superglue all over it....

The sacrifices of God a broken spirit, A broken and a contrite heart--These, O God, You will not despise. Psalm 51 : 17.

Sunday Morning Code of conduct...

When non Christians come to church and don't act in the church code of conduct on a Sunday morning and people in the pews in front, get annoyed at them and find them an irritation during their time with God. I just want to join in with them... There you go I said it, I am bad.

I experienced this on Sunday...Should we expect them to come into our environment and change there behaviour, isn't that just putting on a show inside the four walls of Sunday Church ?

Sitting down for half an hour, being quiet and still, whilst someone talks at them, is a strange thing to do in this world. I think in church we forget that sometimes... To have someone to tell you how to live, sometimes your rebellious side just wants to say 'Jog On, you don't know me, or understand me., why should I listen to you' Its hard for them to do, and yet we still expect them to act like one of us on a Sunday.... How bizarre we are !

Maybe I am ranting this morning... but I will be sitting at the back of church next week, getting to know them, hopefully becoming their friends, having lots of conversation's...where just maybe something God says through me, they hear and connect to........

To you back of the church crew....High Five.

The Power of Words

A Women of Blessing.

Today I met up with someone who is such a women of God. Wisdom and Passion for the lord just seep out of her pores...

Within a few minutes of being with her, she had helped me to see totally different sides to my issues at the moment. And helped me too see clearly beyond my own small shortsightedness, (why didn't I see that)..Ughhh!

Love people like this, she is such a blessing to me....

'While many sounds can hurt our ears. I think silence is the most painful, because it can hurt our hearts...' - Margeret Feinberg..

Lifeboat Instructions....

Yesterday 4 people got baptised at church. Now it doesn't matter how many times this happens... each time there is a rave in heaven over this one person and I love it....

Apart from the fact that I just cry for the whole service,( I should take notice of this and not wear eye makeup as it ends up everywhere and I look like a total lunatic afterwards.)

I love it when a person gets to look back, at the rough seas they went through, and at the time couldn't see God anywhere... But now looking back they see Gods hand clearly all over their past and their present....

One was a girl who I met on the Alpha Course and she is so brilliant, with a real servant heart . Another was a guy, who had been really hurt by the church and at one point lost everything and yet the small act of people opening up that they were Christians in everyday life and offering to pray with him, really changed his life. ( A certain person I know, calls this their 'secret history').

No matter how many times I hear these kind of stories, each time I still get blown away, by the invisible stability and presence of God in their lifeboat, never leaving them alone and jumping ship.

God is awesome...

When you ask him ,he says to the raging sea's 'be still' and they bow down .

Here's to having God in your life Boat.....

Sunny Saturday...

Its currently 07.58 on a Saturday morning and I am just about to head out the door for work....

Now today is one of those days where I want to grumble about going to work, and wasting the lovely sunshine weather... but then I remember I am lucky to have a job, which I enjoy, and get to talk about God loads, so in the scheme of things I need to be happy and merry and shut up with my moaning...

I was reading a list of things that helps you to get happy . Some I love are Number 13) Bake cookies and bring them to work. You’ll enjoy the baking and making your co-workers happy. ( i do this all the time). Number 66) Rent a comedy. Take an hour and a half out of your day for pure laughing entertainment and you’ll feel instantly boosted. Number 89) Dance. Alone or at a club, dancing is fun and stress-releasing.

So my plan today give out some free hugs, where crazy granny cardigans, drink lots of tea and try and bless people ,dance and laugh....

Here's the link to the site to see what numbers you wanna pick today....
www.tripbase.com/blog/101-ways-to-be-happy/

Happy Saturday...xxx

Rainy Stormy Sunny Day

I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in.
George Washington Carver .

Love days like today, where you feel the weather will keep changing every hour, and it has... I have had sunglasses on, coat on and off, and umbrella up and down and musical thunder storms playing in the background.

Today I was at the bus top and it started to rain, now at the risk of sounding like the complete geek I am. I was looking at the ground and the way the heavy drops of rain were marking the light coloured footpath creating splodgey (made up word right there) craziness and it was beautiful....

Now I know that sounds crazy, but it was one of those moments that you share, just between you and God, in the moment enjoying random beauty...

I remember reading Rob Bell's book drop like stars and where it got it's name from 'The title of the project comes from a young child's view of raindrops on a window at night.'

It was like that.... seeing such beauty in the smallest of everyday supposedly mundane things..

love it...

x

John Mayer - Heartbreak Warfare

Watched a film the other day, and I had forgot what such a good song the above is....

This is my Wednesday 11th may theme tune...

Have a Good day X

King of Kings Majesty

'In Royal Robes... I Don't deserve'......

Learning about Costs....

The last 2 weeks for me have been crazy, every day God has brought a new lesson, sometimes more than one a day. A cycle of 7 days and 7 new things to learn, week after week.
A friend asked me a few days ago what was God saying or teaching me in my life? A phrase appeared out of no where, which sounds really deep and heavy, because it is.... 'Evaluating my Soul!
Now to those of you who are gonna click over , No harm done....But it is where I am at the moment.

Lessons in the everyday things, from seeing a kid puke on the street to chatting to some youth sitting outside a shop eagerly awaiting their booze brought for them. And God keeps asking me questions in these moments. The main one being ' Am I willing to make the cost for God and if so, how much?

To be perfectly honest I've never really though about this side of God too much, well not in serious depth anyway. (It's one of those things I know, but never actually stop and seriously think about and wrestle with).
Do I have a line in my life, where where my sacrifice for God is at its limit and I am not willing to go beyond that ? Because I am too selfish and Gods asking too much.


Gods been showing me ' what if the cost is this or that and showing me things that I never wanted brought to the table, would I still be able ? What if the cost was friends and family, security, a cost pretty hard for me, that to go there physically pains me...

Until I answer these questions can I sing some songs like ' Take my life, let it be, everything all of me,' ( Tim Hughes-Living for your Glory). Aren't I just being a hypocrite ?
I know, I am more willing to settle for more easyness than God road for me... But that's not picking up my cross everyday is it ?... God is my comforter! But that doesn't mean I am always in my comfortable nice secure safe place, right... Jesus wasn't, the apostles weren't and that's where I wanna be...

Basically I don't have it all sorted, and i never will, but I am starting to see where I fit into the body and who he wants me to be . Is it what I would have picked myself, not always... but then the clay doesn't get to turn around to the potter and say. 'hay I ain't happy with this outcome'

Here's to God teaching me more about me and you more about you...xxx

Ahhhhhhhhhhh.......Kick his ass harry....

What do I look like to you..?

'When the spirit of God envelops your soul your spirit comes alive and everything changes for you. You are no longer the same.And to those who cannot see the invisible, to those who refuse to believe it exists, the path you choose, the life you live, may lead them to conclude that you are not simply different but insane. People who are fully alive look out of their minds to those who simply exist.' -Erwin Raphael McManus- Unleashed...

Am reading this book at the moment, and it is flippin Brilliant and brutal at the same time, Love it.... If you can, get a copy, but only if you want to be challenged....xx

Tenth Ave North - You Are More

Listen to the lyrics...and a great video.....