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Date: 23 July 2006 21:02:15
I've just enjoyed a lovely couple of days away at a friend's wedding. A grand occasion to tell you the truth. Ceremony in their home church. Nice. Reception in a marquee in a park... Grand. Nothing over the top really but truly gorgeous food, served beautifully by lovely waiters. We were so well looked after, I know they were praised over and again by people. The happy couple seem to have thoroughly enjoyed their day. Myself and the rest of the crew who know the groom from stewarding at Spring Harvest had lots of fun catching up and heckling from the back (we have a fair idea why we were right in the back corner, though we were actually told it was a coincidence...) After that was a girlie sleepover round 1 girl's house followed by tea and toast in bed served by our charming hostess. We had Boo's special chicken and prawn noodles for lunch before the drive home.
One can't ask for too much more now... :)
I had a bit of a kick from a very random sermon about noon today. Things between me and Mister God are a bit ropey at the mo and it's a matter of lack of discipline. God knows how very crap I've been at spending time with Him recently and how I run. I esm to have forgotten the meaning of the word stop. If I remember well, I've said this all before. Haven't cracked it. Haven't really tried. I'm pointlessly waiting for someone else to do it for me, to force me to it, to order me about and hold me to account. I should know by now that that is not going to happen. It hasn't since I left uni and First Base... Hmmm, that'd be 4 years and a half then! It accounts for a lot in my life. I've grown in spite of it but not enough and there are areas where I know I've not only stagnated but regressed... Not kidding. I have a list of a few daft things that I've done and that have happened as a direct consequence of not looking my Way in the face and there are no attenuating circumstances. Don't get me wrong, I'm white a snow and I know it. Nevertheless, a flailing and floundering saint I remain and the dangers of that were put under my nose anew this morning.
I've missed the leaving do of a best mate and her family because I was too tired to go back out or even try and get a lift to go there. I don't know if I ever wanted to go though. I don't really want to say bye. I'm going to miss them a bit too much. Girl's crying now. ...
Oh!! Iliana and her Mommy are home. Her Dad picked them up yesterday at 2 and I spoke to Claire just before yesterday's marvellous meal. I heard her gurgle and cough in the background as she was guzzling her milk a bit fast. Lots of :D
I am more than earger to visit the little princess. Claire is very taken by her and sounds smitten and happy.
My dinner is ready. Mr 'masterchef' Guy has cooked up a storm in a teacup (pizza). Yippee!