Learning to Knit

For some reason I demanded Jo show me how to knit over the weekend. So I started knitting - very poorly. And it is so amusing to see the giant holes in the first 10 rows. At that point I took my knitting home with me to Mum and she showed me a new technique, so all the rows after that have much more tension and are much neater. It looks ridiculous, the loose, holey end and then these four perfect rows. But I plan to keep knitting it into a scarf and look back on it as my first ever attempt.

Waiting for Godot in the Loft

Last week I took one of the students I meet up with postering. This means walking through the humanities and social sciences faculty pinning up our poster on any random space we can find.

Our dream is to have people come along to our public meetings, called "God In the Loft" (named because it's at a cafe on campus called the Loft), because they see the poster. But in reality, we're really just wanting to make a bit of background noise around campus so people know the Christians do exist.

But I was chuffed to find out today that someone had gone around graffiti-ing the posters with texta, adding 'ot' to the end of God. In other words "Find Godot... in the Loft". The student who came postering with me was very perplexed, so I explained it was a reference to the absurdist Samuel Beckett play, Waiting for Godot. I discovered the play in my last year of school when I was a bit of an existential try-hard. There was something thrilling about knowing other existential try-hards were engaging with our God posters. yay!

Beach Picnic Saga

My friends Veronica (who reads this blog and thinks she can be invisible! muhahah) and Trish from primary school/church decided to have a picnic last weekend. This was a great idea. We each brought a segment of the meal - I was on dessert duty - and shared our feast.

It was however, Veronica's idea to have the picnic at the beach. So we drove to Warriewood, only to discover there is no grassy, shady parts of the beach at 1pm (surprise!)... so after much exploring, she decided we should trek across the breadth of the beach to the tiny sliver of shade closest to the headland otherwise known as the scary rocky part of the beach. No, i'm exaggerating, it was lovely. But it was quite amusing, the length we had to go to, to find a shady bit.

Anyway, so we had a fun time and there were some hangliders in the air..

Anyone for vomit-stew?

My housemate Jo cooked dinner last week and it came out looking like vomit, so I thought i'd document the occasion... it was meant to be beef satay. But because we bought home brand frozen vegies (which we've decided not to do again), they came in cubes and looked horrible!

Attack of the little people

I had a lovely dinner with an old friend from the church I used to go to in

Lindfield a few weeks ago. The last time I saw her children was about 2 years ago, and she's since had another one. And I took some photos with the youngest one in my arms. She's pretty darn cute...

The Balcony Incident

So the fire brigade was called to our neighbouring apartment block last week when a woman locked herself on her balcony.

She had a three-year-old son inside her unit who was asleep, and so banged on the glass door of the balcony for about an hour straight before one of our neighboures rang 000!

The police and firebrigade rocked up to rescue her at 1AM. It was quite dramatic, and being a voyeur, I took some photos. It felt very Rear Window.

Christ is Risen! He is Risen Indeed!

I'm getting baptised at church tonight, which is exciting. I'm excited because my family is coming, and I will be interviewed by our pastor about how I came to be a Christian. I put my trust in Jesus four years ago on the 04.04.04, which was a week before Easter back then. And today is Easter Sunday, and I'm getting baptised. It's all rather neat!

I wonder what my family will think - our church doesn't have pews, and is aesthetically different to most other churches, which is something they won't be expecting. Plus our songs are modern and the people are young. I think they will find it good different, not bad different. I'm praying the message of hope through the resurrection of Jesus will be refreshing both for them, and all of us.