An ILL Weekend...

So its turns out i havent gone to brigthon this weekend, as i dont think my body could handle it at the moment, with still not being 100% in my body.

So Instead, on my weekend off, I have been sleeping,drinking lots of Green Tea, catching up on TV (Documentary on David Bailey and Jean Shrimpton famous photo shoot in New York in the 60's and a film called Education with Carey Mulligan , both very good), reading and generally feeling sorry for myself, which is never good.

But it has given me a chance to catch up on some reading, last night I finished Rebecca By Daphne Du Maurier, it was recommended to me by a friend and its really good, very dark but keeps you hooked.

But now i have nothing to read, well I do but, I might just go back to faithful Jane Austen, who always helps me in these times,

Whatever you are doing hope your weekend is better than mine. Muchas love xxx

No Energy....

I am ill, well tired beyond words, the whole head body thing, having no energy thing, has been my life for the past week. So, hence not being on here for a while. Its quite funny how this all comes on when in a weeks time, i start my volunteering work at church.

Also had a small nearly fatal bike collision the other day. shook me up, its time I buy a bike helmet,(I know responsible people,) no how much it squishes my beehive, its worth my head not getting squished.

I have been made to do the whole doctor, hospital thingy.. which is never fun, but needs to happen. This morning I was playing bingo in the hospital, with other patients waiting to have our blood taken in the waiting room, in the end we were cheering when our number got called for the needle, such fun!

But I am not letting it stop me jogging off to Brighton for the weekend, (no alcohol will be passing my lips) nah way man, if i have to have small granny naps every so often, i am willing, to wallow in Brighton Baby, bit of sea air will do me good..

Stay cool. X

Birthday Love.xx

Its my birthday today... I wont tell you what age, but inside I definitely still feel 19....

My presents were bad boys this year, one of my top presents eva was my new pimpin bike, Vera Lynn (middle picture) shes a doll.

Also I had a vintage camera, which is awesome. But the best thing today was just having the day off work to chill and go out with the mother for a coffee, and tonight I get to spend it with the boomerang crew. Even brought a caterpillar cake.

Fun times.....

We, though, are going to love—love and be loved. First we were loved, now we love. He loved us first. -1 john 4:19..

A Touch Of Frost.....

This morning I have woken up to find the village that I live in covered in White dust. It looks very magical and pretty, but I will admit I am starting to get annoyed at the cold and long for days when I don't have to put 3 pairs of socks on to keep warm....

Bring on spring my favourite time of the year....xxx

The Boomerang Blog...

http://www.lifechurch.eu/boomerang/

Hi, just wanted to put the link to the boomerang project blog, which i am a part of at church on here

The boomerang project is at the moment a Wednesday night run food outreach which is for homeless and people on the poverty line. But Gods is showing ways in which to expand into.

God has really blessed this project with great volunteers, finance but most importantly an opportunity to share his love and laughter with people who are going through tough times...

It has been running for 3 months and we have seen lots of growth not just in numbers but also in people...

Please pop by the site and have a look and let us know what u think

Thanks so much guys....

Lets share Gods love...

Claire

Horrific bible reading...

Read this commentary this morning.... Proper punched me in the face with the brutal reality of The Cross. Have a read. from Matthew 27:26

Then he released Barabbas to them; and when he had scourged Jesus, he delivered Him to be crucified.

a. When he had scourged Jesus: The blows came from a whip with many leather strands, each having sharp pieces of bone or metal at the ends. It reduced the back to raw flesh, and it was not unusual for a criminal to die from a scourging, even before crucifixion.

i. "Scourging was a legal preliminary to every Roman execution, and only women and Roman senators or soldiers (except in cases of desertion) were exempt." (Dr. William Edwards in the article "On the Physical Death of Jesus Christ" from the Journal of the American Medical Association, 3/21/86)

ii. The goal of the scourging was to weaken the victim to a state just short of collapse and death. "As the Roman soldiers repeatedly struck the victim’s back with full force, the iron balls would cause deep contusions, and the leather thongs and sheep bones would cut into the skin and subcutaneous tissues. Then, as the flogging continued, the lacerations would tear into the underlying skeletal muscles and produce quivering ribbons of bleeding flesh. Pain and blood loss generally set the stage for circulatory shock. The extent of blood loss may well have determined how long the victim would survive the cross." (Edwards)

iii. "The severe scourging, with its intense pain and appreciable blood loss, most probably left Jesus in a pre-shock state. Moreover, hematidrosis had rendered his skin particularly tender. The physical and mental abuse meted out by the Jews and the Romans, as well as the lack of food, water, and sleep, also contributed to his generally weakened state. Therefore, even before the actual crucifixion, Jesus’ physical condition was at least serious and possibly critical." (Edwards)

b. The blows of scourging would lessen as the criminal confessed to his crimes. Jesus remained silent, having no crimes to confess, so the blows continued with full strength.

And he did this for me... talk about a head wreck...

The Joy of Books..

Worried Little Children...

My dear children, let's not just talk about love; let's practice real love. This is the only way we'll know we're living truly, living in God's reality. It's also the way to shut down debilitating self-criticism, even when there is something to it. For God is greater than our worried hearts and knows more about us than we do ourselves.- 1 John 3:18 (msg)

They Need Christ...

'There are people hurting in the world out there. They need you. They need me. They need Christ. There are children crying and no one to care. They need you. They need me. They need Christ, And they'll go on hurting in the world out there, And they'll go on dying, drowning in despair, And they'll go on crying, that's unless we care! They need you. They need me. They need Christ.

2. There are people living who would rather die. They need you. They need me. They need Christ, And their Christian neighbours simply pass them by. They need you. They need me. They need Christ, There are people sitting by a silent phone, People cold and hungry, people left alone; Suicides for reasons that remain unknown. They need you. They need me. They need Christ.

3. There's the prostitute, and there's the prisoner, too. They need you. They need me. They need Christ, There's the skid row fella who won't look at you. They need you. They need me. They need Christ, The compulsive gambler dreaming of his yacht, And the lad that's stealing just to get his "shot", And the girl that's pregnant and pretends she's not: They need you. They need me. They need Christ.

4. There are runaways who want a place to go. They need you. They need me. They need Christ, There are alcoholics who don't seem to know They need you. They need me. They need Christ, There are Godless people who have lost their way, And they need God's love but they're afraid to say. If we close our eyes perhaps they'll go away Without you, without me, without Christ. – John Gowans

Boomerang Baby shower...

Last night at the Boomerang project, we held a small baby shower for our friend Ann Marie who is expecting her child in a few weeks, (I Think it will come sooner), and I am told I will be known as Auntie Claire..

It was really great to bless her with some new items for the baby and be a tool for Gods blessing, but the best bit was when we got to pray with them both, and asked God to really protect this small family and bring them to know God...

A small action that God was in the middle of...

This is why I love God and his Church..

Weaker I get, the stronger I become !

At first I didn't think of it as a gift, and begged God to remove it. Three times I did that, and then he told me,

My grace is enough; it's all you need.
My strength comes into its own in your weakness.

Once I heard that, I was glad to let it happen. I quit focusing on the handicap and began appreciating the gift. It was a case of Christ's strength moving in on my weakness. Now I take limitations in stride, and with good cheer, these limitations that cut me down to size—abuse, accidents, opposition, bad breaks. I just let Christ take over! And so the weaker I get, the stronger I become.-2 Corinthians 12:7-10