Yesterday my sister and I just went to Dome for brekky and then hit the shops to buy some goods! Also...I sent some post cards your way you Americans! Lemme tell you... It ain't cheap to send 10 postcards to the states so I hope those of you who requested one feel special when yours arrives:) that is if the postcard arrives before I come back!! Anywho, nothing really major on the agenda today... Sister and I might just hit the beach and relax under the warm Australian sun. Blessings to all of you from the land down under.
Last Sunday's youth sermon was truly convicting. And not just a "yeah, that was important" type of convicting, but really a "wow, I need to change my whole perspective and really hit the root issue here, truly repent and ask God to change my heart in this regard" type of convicting. The whole time I felt as though the sermon had been specially crafted for me- to really get me to analyze my own heart and realize how little I love the people that are truly my brothers and sisters. By nature I love to critique everything- I always thought it would be awesome to have a career where I get to criticize companies or stores and tell them what they are doing wrong. Unfortunately my sinful nature brings this into the way I deal with people. As I was listening to the sermon I realized that judging people was just my default setting. In my own head, to myself, I always concealed this as honest assessment or analyzing- instead of downright, sinful judging. When I would be c