Ruth is a four year old in my Sunday school class. She is usually quite shy but has recently blossomed which we enjoy because she is very clever and keeps us laughing. Ruth loves to play church with her cousins. Last week she asked her granny to play church with her. After they "sang" 7 (!) psalms Ruth announced they would then have 6 prayers. And this is how she prayed
"God help all the children in Africa who have no clothes....It's so sad.
God help all the children in Africa who have no food....It's so sad.
God help all the children in Africa who have no toys.....It's so sad."
ruth's mom had recently told her about these children in Africa when Ruth was refusing to eat her dinner. I chuckled when I heard the story from her granny but later I thought about it more. How desensitized am I to pictures of the suffering children in Africa? How often do I grieve over their suffering in my prayers and feel the sadness that Ruth embraced? Not often enough.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Friday, May 12, 2006
Catching up....
OK - so I'm not too great at updating this blog. Maybe it's because life is absolutely crazy right now while I get ready to leave the UK!
First....France was wonderful! I love everything - the culture, the food, trying to speak in broken French, the sunshine, and most of all......Paris. The architecture was grand and opulent. The Eiffel Tower was AMAZING!French men flirted with me - nobody ever flirts with me so that was nice. I can't wait to go back there one day.....It's a good thing I didn't get there until the end of my Europe stay.
Now life is filled with packing, packing, and more packing. How can one person accumulate so much stuff in two years? It's sickening and makes me want to just sell everything I own (except my ipod) and become a monk. And the difficulty with moving to another continent is that I have to get rid of everything that I'm not taking. If a friend stops by for a cup of tea these days, they usually take home some treasures that would otherwise become trash.
In the midst of all the madness, my computer got a nasty virus. I got so frustrated I decided to pack it and only use the computer at the movie store on my street. I'm sure somebody in America can figure out how to fix mine.
I'll post a moving schedule soon. Bye for now - I'm going to go call utility companies and hope that some of them actually owe me money! Fat chance.
First....France was wonderful! I love everything - the culture, the food, trying to speak in broken French, the sunshine, and most of all......Paris. The architecture was grand and opulent. The Eiffel Tower was AMAZING!French men flirted with me - nobody ever flirts with me so that was nice. I can't wait to go back there one day.....It's a good thing I didn't get there until the end of my Europe stay.
Now life is filled with packing, packing, and more packing. How can one person accumulate so much stuff in two years? It's sickening and makes me want to just sell everything I own (except my ipod) and become a monk. And the difficulty with moving to another continent is that I have to get rid of everything that I'm not taking. If a friend stops by for a cup of tea these days, they usually take home some treasures that would otherwise become trash.
In the midst of all the madness, my computer got a nasty virus. I got so frustrated I decided to pack it and only use the computer at the movie store on my street. I'm sure somebody in America can figure out how to fix mine.
I'll post a moving schedule soon. Bye for now - I'm going to go call utility companies and hope that some of them actually owe me money! Fat chance.
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