340/365

Walking through the laines in Brighton, loving the city in the summer, sitting outside reading my book, productive prep in the sunshine.

339/365

Waking up with the thought that I am God's workmanship going around in my head. Crying through the Baptisms at church this morning at our God who is real and does stuff. Pottering around the South Downs with friends, drenching ourselves in beauty.

338/365

Jess and Ceryn's desire to woop during Ephesians 2:1-10, thinking that it might not have been such a boring talk after all. Seeing all of Anna's community in one place this evening, putting faces to names with Sarah.

337/365

Remembering why I'm a Christian, and the reality of it all, and wanting more. Hanging out with Binface, smiling during songs and feeling free.

336/365

Hustle arrived in the post. We are excited.

335/365

Sleeping all the way through the night. Awakeness being a Good Thing. Last wise words from the G man, fish finger butties, getting to expound my theories once more, despair over the levels of testosterone in certain Christian circles right now, seeing the change over the years, rejoicing in all God has done in and through us, loving his patience (God and Gareth's), and being told to stand firm. Grateful to the man who taught me to be hopeful, to seek the best in others, to love well and trust that God is at work in us right now. Followed by a good meeting in which I was articulate and able to explain the vision of what we do. Driving home smiling at God and His work in this crazy world.

334/365

Catching up with a couple of friends, both chats in different ways making me ponder life, the universe and everything. And strangely making me want to talk to my potter.

333/365

Being pursuaded to rest by lovely work colleagues. Getting to watch trash tv all day in the spaced out world of illness.

332/365

Chats with Lizzi and Dee. Pub lunch. Lying on the beach.

331/365

Saturday. Mum and Dad to visit, eating food again, sitting on the beach in the sunshine. Demelza to stay. The joy of guessing all the chocolate in the blindfold chocolate taste test at the Church Quiz tonight. I think my best guess was the co-op fair trade one, tricky but it's all in the tiny ridges in the top of the chocolate. Mmmm.

330/365

Despite feeling sick all day, enjoying the sunshine with students. Chatting about the brillance of Jesus transcending all tribal boundaries and cultures. "You're not really like any UCCF worker I've ever met." (not sure whether that's a good thing or not :-)

329/365

Liking my job for the day. Sussex Campus in the sunshine. Getting most of it right in drumming tonight.

328/365

Post Relay Day, cycling up to the downs with blue sky, yellow fields, green grass and purple flowers. Back home for fish and chats with the lovely Lizzi. I like summer evenings.

327/365

Seeing Jess and Ceryn again. Evening in catching up with life. Telling stuff to Binface.

326/365

Calling Jess and Ceryn and sharing the confusion of remembering who we are and what we do. The randomness of Debs turning up on my doorstep and praying with her, feeling like putting on a comfy slipper.

325/365

Getting out of the shaky box in England, total confusion as to the time and day. Sitting on a train in my jeans, big coat, shoes and big jumper realising that everyone else around me was in shorts and little summer tops. Staggering vacantly down the road and into bed. After some sleep driving down the pretty spring roads to home. Catching myself thinking; 'it's all so small and cute'. Oh dear. Delighted to be back in church and singing I cannot tell. Debriefing with my Brother and telling him about my Ferris Bueller style week. Finally sleeping after the strangest day.

324/365

Final moments in the city, sitting in bookshop cafes reading and chatting through life.

323/365

Up early to head to Ellis Island on the ferry, freezing cold queueing rewarded by Manhattan skylines. Fascinated by history and sad for the empty sky where the Twin Towers were. Out in the evening to the top of the Rockerfeller building, incredible views and the pretty city at night. Cocktails two floors down with New York by night in the background. Morrells wine bar. The Modern for dinner and lovely lovely food sweetened by the rarity of the experience. Hugely grateful for overly generous friends. The best way to end the week.

322/365

Discovering the beauty of the city on a rainy day. Beautiful food shops that were more like art works. The Espirit changing room experience. Joy at shopping and gazing at pretty things in shops. Huge dinner out and the ever continual use of the phrase "I'm never going to eat again." Chats into the evening.

321/365

Park day. Sunshine. Deep thoughts and chats with Sarah and Anna. Visiting the Met. Picnic in the Park. Going to the Baseball in the evening. "Please stand for the national anthem, tonight the national anthem will be sung to us by Art Garfunkel." Cue much excitment. New York Baby. Hot dogs and vaguely understanding the game. Our team lost, how English. Giggling with Sarah and loving the randomness of it all.

320/365

Book day. Soaking in music and books all day. Sitting in the park with Anna creating a whole life for the random man doing strange things. We even drew his family tree. Out for cocktails in a round red booth and a posh meal. Delighting in the simplicity of every restaurant placing iced water on your table the moment you arrive and keeping your glass full all evening. English eatery's take note.

319/365

Shopping day. Interspersed with a ride on a tourist bus around Manhattan. Overwhelmed again by how a city can be so beautiful. Finally understanding what the makers of SimCity were trying to get me to do all those years ago. Running to a warm restaurant and feasting on meatballs. Watching when Harry met Sally in the evening.

318/365

Early jetlag rising with a beautiful dawn over the city. Resurrection morning. Sarahbeths for breakfast. The randomness of going to church and meeting someone who'd been to my church. Singing: "Intercessor, friend of sinners, earth's redeemer plead for me".

317/365

7 hours of sitting in a bumpy box and we're in New York. Looking at the movie style houses as we drove in, seeing the signs to the New Jersey Turnpike and realising that I was in for a week of many songs going around in my head (other treats for the random song generator were touching down at JFK, being in New York, going to church on the Upper East Side and walking down Bleecker Street, prizes for the song and artist for each of those.) Walking from our apartment to Central Park and down into Time Square. Catching a yellow taxi back. Gobsmackingly strange to be in New York, Baby.

316/365

Tired dazed wanderings in a pretty, sunny, Guildford, going to the meditation on the cross and crying for an hour. Tears of hope, thankfulness, reassurance and joy. Wanting deeply to live nothing but the cross for the rest of my life. Knowing that there are certain things, there is a God who came, lived, died and rose again. Death is dead, love has won Christ has conquered. There is a dawn to come. This world is not all there is. A future awaits. Genius.

310-15/365

Back in Skegness.
The same God at work on my heart.
Hebrews.
"You're funny and you love the Bible, a winning combination" (hehe)
The genius shirt and jumper on-stage-at-word-alive outfit.
Wooping a lot.
Melinda's bags full of wine and chocolate, skegness survival is sorted.
Sitting in the team lounge chatting to anyone and everyone.
Tea, chocolate, tea.
An old mentor seeing the change in me. (grin)
MC hammer with my impact group.
Singing "When peace like a river" twice.
Zippy meeting Roger Carswell and Marcus' desperation to get in on the photo action.
ONCE for ALL.
Knowing who it's really all for.
Running along the beach Chariots of Fire stylee.
Old friends.
"We're the mediocre ones- not too good to promote, but not too bad to sack!"
Crying at a God who holds, keeps, knows, understands and so much more.
"I don't want to be a statistic, I don't want to become a middle of the road Christian."
Another Mark Stone 'Content' moment.
Marcus' prayer reassuring me it really is all about God shinning out.
"Does anyone else think that Kath looks like the lady from the Kingsmill adverts?" (presuming they meant Sue Perkins and I am happy)
Loving the BIble.
Home to a world beyond Butlins, back to parental hugs and knowing.