Check out what I've been doing in San Fran...

http://sanfranciscodts.blogspot.com/ I only just discovered this blog! One of my fellow DTS'ers has been keeping a weekly account of our happenings here in YWAM San Francisco. She's done such a great job! Enjoy the read and the photos! :)

Resting Place

Confusion. Mind whirls like a washing machine on spin cycle.
Need to hang my thoughts out on the line to dry under the shining Son.

Broken heart. Ripped in two.
Bleeding.
Will the pain ever end?
Open heart surgery starts to take place - scary to face yet essential to live.

The Surgeon pieces me back together.
Gently.
Delicately.
Lovingly.

Hope seeps in through the cracks in my heart and moments of rest in my thoughts.

Wholeness takes its place once more.
I can dream again.
Breathe again.
Love again.
Hope again.

Resting place found in the Surgeon's hands.

"The Tenderloin knows the struggling merchants, harbors the drug deals and feels the pain of the drunk who lacks a way or a will to survive. The Tenderloin shoulders the despair of the youth shot down by the new knowledge that a virus hides in the blood, and understands the fear that expensive drugs affordable on the floors above may be unavailable to save a life on the streets below. The Tenderloin understands that sex can be just a job and that it's the hunger from the outside, and the loneliness inside, that needs to be fed. The Tenderloin may be the neighborhood that's most often ignored by San Franciscans, avoided by tourist buses and overlooked in brochures. But the Tenderloin is undoubtedly the neighborhood that builds San Francisco, not one girder at a time, but one life at a time." (http://www.newcolonist.com/tenderloin.html)

This is where home will be for the next 7 months. Please pray for me and for an abundance of the hope and love of God to flow through me to reach whoever He chooses to put across my path...

xx

Ok so as far as my fifty million errands go.... I've got about forty million left. Try and see a Respiratory Specialist before I go which is near impossible as it's so close to Christmas so I need a new referral for a different guy which means another dr apt, buy some more socks, buy shoes, buy some tops (I've just discovered most of my clothes have holes in them grrr) buy a camera, buy enough asthma meds to last me for 7 months, clean my disgustingly messy room (and try to find my old camera that I lost so I don't have to buy a new one), get my hair cut, get a photo album of family and friends together to show the DTS crew, post off last minute info to San Fran, apply for a credit card, work as much as possible to save more yet try to find time to see all my friends and fam.... I'm bored of preparing to go away now. Packing sucks. Stressing about what to take sucks. I just keep procrastinating.... urgh. So other than the above life's great! God is a fricken champion. Tuesday night at homegroup was so amazing. God has the best sense of humour. I love it how He makes you feel a million dollars and He just healed something in my heart which I've been hurt and perplexed about. The confusion's gone and I've got answers to questions I never thought I would get. He knows me better than I know myself. I have never laughed and cried so much in one night.... He is soooooo kind and generous to me...

I'm so excited about leaving in less than a month that I can't sleep. Annoying. I can't not sleep for a whole month! Desperately trying to fit in seeing everyone I want to see before I leave and finish my fifty million errands. I can't wait to go! Already wondering what Ican do when I get back... Was thinking of holding a camp for drug addicts, I already have some guest speakers lined up (whether they realise it or not).... I've been met with cynics, yes they may go and score during camp, and I may get used and abused etc...... BUT what if they happen to meet with their Creator and get radically transformed by the power and love of God? Soooo exciting!!

Cleaning out my room and figuring out how many items of clothing I need to take with me to San Fran.... soooo hard to not take my whole wardrobe! And how do I decide what shoes to take? Urgh... I need an assistant, make that a life coach. I just want someone to tell me what to do for the rest of my life. I'm indecisive by nature and it's driving me nuts.

I lost my digital camera too, so if anyone wants to sell their old one let me know!

The One....

Mighty Men

I wish I was a bloke and could go to this! Boys - come along and check out this man, very inspiring... I first heard about him watching his story on a dvd called "Faith Like Potatoes". SUCH a good movie/doco - check it out if you haven't already!