stuff up of the day

My ex-elderly neighbour ( in his 90's), called my parent's place while I was there. I answered the phone and remembered him but I called him by his brother's name who passed away about seven years ago. What a shocker !!!

Memorabilia

Surely, this is got to worth something, it's got my face on it. Well, I had fun putting it together anyway.

Photos

Just recycling through my photo albums and trying to make them into a solid panoramic photos.

Nelson, NZ






Near Fitroy Crossing, WA

A piece of sky, Nowra

A piece of land, Nowra

Canungra, Gold Coast

Individual

Everyone is an individual. Although people feel the need to conform to different parts of society: the clothes we wear, the car we drive, different types of hair cut, or even our skin colour.

There seems to be an inner conflict in ourselves. I am an individual but I feel that I need to belong to a group that will accept me.

Funny thing is that, yes, I am an individual. So the next question is who do I belong?

Belonging? Some people will take their entire life struggling to seek the answer to that question.

But for me, I belong to God and that is what matters the most. A sense of completeness.

I am an individual in the community of God's family.

Young Adults Church Camp

AWESOME, AWESOME, AWESOME.

We learnt about being a radical disciple. Doing things that are so different to our modern thinking. And all it is....is to be more like Jesus.

Is it Radical? Or really it is what it meant to be? But it seems so radical because we have been living in a sinful life.

Here are some pictures from the weekend, at the beautiful Port Hacking.