Creation is a Gift.

Sunday night Aunty Jill was planning on taking Sonia and I to some kind of Jewish Easter demonstration, but none of us really felt up to it when time came so instead we stayed in. I thought tacos sounded really good and opted to making dinner. I find that cooking makes me feel better, even if I'm already content or in a really good mood, cooking gives me a feeling of accomplishment and just makes grays more colorful. We retreated to the lounge to watch BONES and Numb3rs and ending the night laughing away.

Monday morning I was happy to be able to sleep in, but the loud sound that the courier vehicle made, made sleeping soundly nearly impossible. Mondays are my days off so, I took the day and tried to be as productive as possible. I got my laundry done, some journaling, and the house clean all in time for life group. We decided to remorize Psalm 100 which I will now type by memory.

Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earch.
Worship the Lord with gladness, come before him with joyful songs.
Know that the Lord is God, it is he who made us, we are his. We are his people, the sheep of his pasture.
Enter his gates with Thanksgiving, enter his courts with praise. Give thanks to him and praise his name.
For the Lord is good, his love endures forever and his faithfulness continues through all generations.

I enjoy life group when it's like this, when all of us can just come together and memorize the words that help us get through tough times.

Today, I spent my day at the Shore Hub. My friend Belinda, the youth minister, asked me to make a banner for the youth while they are at Easter Camp this coming weekend. I designed the banner within the first few days and haven't had time till today to put the design to life. I decided to be smart about it and had a transparency made of the design and saved myself a lot of time and traced it on to canvas I was given. Adding life to a 2D design is very... captivating. Pencil strokes become paintbrush strokes and then you're hand is working away without your brain telling it how much paint to use and how to apply it. The next thing you know you're looking at a piece of work that couldn't have come from my own mind. I usually listen to music while doing projects but this one held my concentration so well I didn't notice the lask of music until it was lunch time. I owed Maxine, the children's minister, coffee for a ride home and we went and got lunch. I couldn't wait to return to my creation, I had left it with the easiest parts left to do. I even used glitter on the thing. By the end of it I was so proud of my work I was like a three year old going around asking people to look at my banner. For the grand reveal, Odette and I turned of all the lights in the huge room I had been working in and turned on the over head with the transparency still on it. The symbol showed up on the walls across the room from the projector and looked pretty cool, as if it was a spot light. We invited Belinda down and then flipped on the lights, she liked it. Then it was time for a victory lap upstairs through all the church leaders offices. I wonder if God felt this way when He created us all. Each of us perfect and beautiful in our own way, my banner isn't perfect and some probably wouldn't call it beautiful, but I was proud. I could only imagine how creating a creature in my likeness would be like. Creation is such a gift or worship, it's like getting a look through God's eyes every time we put our skills and passions together to make something. I'm thankful for this.

When I got home the house was empty and I flopped down on the soft couch almost falling asleep, but not too much longer was the sound of a car pulling up in the drive way. Aunty Jill was home, she reminded me of our dinner guest that would be coming soon and asked if I wouldn't mind taking care of the potatoes. I didn't and went to work. Nahulia, showed up not long from the time Aunty Jill left the house to make a run. The Aunties returned and we all had a nice dinner with meatloaf, veggies, and mashed potatoes!! Nahulia thought Aunty Jill and I were very similar personalities and enjoyed watching us interact with each other. I take it as a compliment. I've yet to meet someone who doesn't respect Jill, so it's not too bad to think I'm somewhat like her. :) Now, my luck is that she'll read this... haha.


take care of yourselves and give my parents a hard time for going on a cruise when their youngest daughter left home! :) Just kidding, it's well deserved.

love to all.