So sis has already blogged about what’s been going on in our spiritlife here .

So blessed to be freed from burderns of the past
So blessed to know the one who holds my tomorrow
So blessed to know two other friends who have (slowlybutsurely, our favourite phrase) found their footing albeit in a differentland …

Talking to doctorpennykee last night was so refreshing and it reminded me of times of servitude and workingtogether and likemindedness. to press on.

Friday and Sundays have been rechargable days. And as I attend a funeral tonight, somewhat apt considering the schoolday being one of the miserablemondays where you get disappointed/ discouraged/ disillusioned again because somehow, surely, somewhere there is bound to be…

Our ceiling fan almost fell down today because someone tried to hit it with their schoolbag;

Played Switchfoot (loud rock and roll style) today (for close passage exercise) and despite the badhorriblemoments of disciplining and scolding, I have at least done my part in trying to say ‘we were meant to live (here) for so much more’.

But of course a ‘cher came to say it was too loud but -

In a weird sadistic way, I’ve done my part in evangelising in a place where we can’t talk about God.

So, while I nurse my veryvery sore throat back to health and rent another VCD with di, I am going to shove whatever happened away to another pocket and try to forget that I threw a whiteboard duster out of the window.

I. AM. SO. TIRED.