Thursday, September 30, 2010

We're Going on a Summer Holiday

We're off on holidays tomorrow!  This has been a difficult week for both of us, and I've had so much running through my head, I really cannot wait for this break!

Our itinerary is as follows:
  • Go to our church camp in Jurien tomorrow afternoon.
  • On Sunday, pack up and drive to Greenough (just south of Geraldton).  Here we'll be staying at the bed and breakfast my uncle used to own (which ironically is now owned by his ex-partner from years ago).  We'll be visiting my uncle, auntie and step-cousin (who live just up the road from the B&B) while we're there.
  • On Monday we head to Carnarvon and stay at a caravan park for one night.
  • Drive to Exmouth on Tuesday where we'll be staying for five nights with my cousin, Leah, her husband and kids at the caravan park they own.
  • On Sunday (10th October) we head to Tom Price for three nights where we'll be staying with our friends, Joel and Sam, who got married six days after us.
  • On Wednesday 13th October, we head home via the inland route.
Duncan is especially looking forward to a break.  It's a bit hard living at work sometimes.

But if you thought you'd be getting rid of me over the next two weeks, you're sadly mistaken. ;)  I have two words to say...scheduled posting.  Yes, I have a whole heap of posts coming your way so please do comment.

If nothing appears...well...you'll know it hasn't worked.

Up north here we come!

Image is from http://absolutely-australia.com.au/directory/western-australia/about-the-region/

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

From Head to Hand: Nothing New Under the Sun

Being a writer, or really a creative person of any kind, can be stressful.  There are many critics out there who would love nothing better to sink their claws into your work and tear it to shreds.  What is the main thing critics look for in an artistic piece?  Originality.

I hear many creative people agonise over their work.  Is it original enough?  Or is it the same old plot, rehashed for the fifty millioneth time?  In fact, I've heard that Hollywood really only has about 5-10 movie plots which they work from, but slightly adapt each time.  That's why so many of the movies churned out are dull and predictable.  At times, I agonise over my own novel.  I worry that many potential readers will think it's one of those feel-good, sporting stories, and cast it aside in disgust.  I worry that it's not original enough.

This may sound very strange, but when I'm feeling that way, my comfort is Ecclesiastes 1:9-10: What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.  Is there anything of which one can say, "Look! This is something new"?  It was here already, long ago; it was here before our time.  I know this is probably taking the verses out of context, but it really encourages me as a writer who sometimes gently panics about the originality of my work and what others will think.  My work is NOT new.  I CANNOT be entirely original.  No-one's work is.  We all gain inspiration from those around us and those who have gone before us.  That's how it is meant to be.  As I read other books, I am learning how to improve in the craft of writing.  I gain inspiration from other authors to put towards my own work.  That doesn't mean I blatantly rip off others' ideas, but it does mean my book is a complicated, mish-mash of inspiration from movies, books, my own life, and the lives of others.  My book will never be original, but it is unique.  My book may remind some readers of other books they have read, but there is still no other book quite like mine.

So, if you're a creative-type, worrying about the originality of your work, be encouraged by Ecclesiastes 1:9-10 today.  Don't try to succeed in a fruitless quest.  I'm sorry if that is strange advice and doesn't sound very encouraging; I have just found it incredibly liberating.  Your work will never be entirely original; it will always be a delightful hybrid of inspiration, but take heart in that there is no other work out there that tells a story the same as yours.

Monday, September 27, 2010

There's No People Like Show People

Another year, another show up here in Dalwallinu.

This year we had our friends, Sarah and Reba, staying with us for the weekend so they were more than happy to tag along.  Reba is American and is in Perth for the next two years working towards a PhD.  Duncan and I met her for the first time a few months back because she is attending our old church, so we have many mutual friends.  It was a real delight to have her with us for the weekend because she is so enthusiastic about experiencing Australian life, whereas coming to the show with us would probably be considered too boring for a lot of other city people.

This year I was a bit less organised when it came to entering competitions.  I put this somewhat rushed effort together for the Funky Decorated Bra competition and after winning the funky hat and t-shirt competitions over the past two years, I thought I had a good chance.  Not so this year.

And here are two pieces of my beaded jewellery.  The necklace got a 1st prize which was nice (and $2 prize money).



I also entered five photos (I think Duncan took some of them actually).


This one got 2nd prize in the 'Farm activity' category.  Brad reckoned he should get the grand prize of $1 because he's driving the header in this photo.

This one got 2nd prize in the 'Open' category.




It was an excellent day despite the fact I had the flu (which later turned into a chest infection) and I felt like death warmed up.  Now I'm thinking, what the heck am I going to do with a watermelon bra?  Maybe some weirdo will buy it on ebay....

Thursday, September 23, 2010

A Year of Gilmore Girls

Earlier this year, Duncan and I finished watching the seventh and final season of Gilmore Girls.  It had take us just over a year to get through all seven seasons after borrowing the DVDs from two friends.

I rarely watch American shows, but this is one I highly recommend to you all.  Set in the fictional US town of Stars Hollow, Gilmore Girls is based around the lives of thirty-something single mother, Lorelai Gilmore, and her super-achieving teenage daughter, Rory.  The show follows their ups and downs, loves won and loves lost, the quirky characters in the town they live in, Rory's journey through high school and college, and Lorelai's prickly relationship with her wealthy and elitist parents, Emily and Richard.

We have a number of male friends who particularly enjoy the show, and not because of the good-looking female leads.  The fast-paced, witty dialogue often had Duncan (and I) in stitches.  The writing is ingenious.

I'm trying to think of just why Gilmore Girls appealed to me so much.  Maybe it's because I want the super-close relationship with my mother that Lorelai and Rory have.  Maybe it's because I can understand Lorelai's frustration of having parents who want you to be something you're not.  Maybe it's because I want to live in a community as fun and close-knit as Stars Hollow.  At times I found myself envying Rory because she's so smart and boys notice her.

A friend of ours reckoned the final episode was a let down, but I really disagree.  Without giving too much away, I thought it was realistic, without being schmaltzy, and uplifting at the same time.

I really, really recommend you watch this show.

If you've watched it, please share your thoughts.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Me, Myself and an Online Sermon

When I told first told Christians who I had fellowshipped with in Perth that I was moving to the country, the overall response was not very positive.  I got the doubtful looks, someone even told me that I would be 'wasted' out there in 'woop woop'.  I was told that there are no good churches in the country.  Then came the comment I will never forget, "Oh well, at least you can listen to online sermons."

I was floored!  At least you can listen to online sermons.  What kind of a comment is that?  And how could they say there are no good churches in the country when they don't want to venture past the comforts of the metropolitan area to see for themselves.  That was when I began to realise the deep degree of theological snobbery in many city churches.

Since leaving Perth, I find it hard to return and ask friends, "So how's church?" or "Which church are you going to now?" if I've lost touch with them a bit.  More often than not, I'm greeted with a long list of things that are wrong with their particular church (which, in many cases, is my old church) - the sermons don't 'reach me' (whatever that's supposed to mean), there are too many marrieds, kids etc and I don't fit in, I don't like the music, I don't like the direction the church is heading (which is not about false teaching, but usually they resent the fact the church wants people to move out of their comfort zones and be active in the community).  I could go on, but I'm sure you get the picture. 

Then there are the drifters, the ones who say they're looking for a new church, but weeks have turned into months and they're not really going anywhere.  I want to be careful here because I know some people have been badly burnt by churches and have good reasons for leaving.  But I think some people are simply on the lookout for the perfect church and become disillusioned when the impossible evades them.  I know because I've been there.

I wonder if I surveyed many Christians I know and asked them what their reasons for going to church are, what answers I would get.  I strongly suspect, "To get good teaching," would be at the top of the list, and that is why a number of people are disgruntled with their churches; they are on the weekly lookout for a 'super sermon' that speaks into their soul in a most amazing way.  As the pastor at my old church pointed out once, hearing God's word is a lot like eating.  We need to keep eating meals regularly to survive, but we don't remember every meal we've ever had.  Not all meals were spectacular, although we do particularly remember the spectacular ones.  But each meal was sustaining and growing us, and it is much the same with hearing the Bible taught each week. 

Don't get me wrong, I believe the faithful teaching of Scripture to God's people, whether it be in a sermon or small group format, is vitally important.  But it isn't the ONLY important thing about church.  If you start to think it is, then that's when you can get some of the skewed reactions about online sermons that I received.  If you're only going to church to be taught, to get something out of it for yourself, then you may as well stay at home and listen to an online sermon.  But as Hebrews 10:24-25 says church is about much more than a take, take, take mentality.  An online sermon may help you learn from God's word, but that will count for naught if you don't put it into practice.  And God in His wisdom knows that often happens in the company of other believers.  As we meet with those who differ with us on issues we cherish, as we observe different traditions in practice, our rough edges are sawn off as we are transformed into Jesus' likeness.  Community with other believers can be painful, but it is what we need.

I learnt a painful lesson a few months after moving here.  I learnt that if I only go to church for what I can get out of it, I will tire of church pretty quickly.  For many weeks, Duncan had to practically drag me along on a Sunday morning.  There was so much about my new church I couldn't get used to or didn't fit my ideals.  I was spending nearly as many weekends in Perth as I was up here at times.  But when God taught me I needed an attitude change, that's when things started to turn around.  I started to realise that I go to church to encourage others, to GIVE.  And as I tried to commit to spending as many weekends as possible at home,  I realised that was the only way I was going to get to know people and love them accordingly.  It's not rocket science, but it was pretty radical to me at the time.

My church doesn't have all of the opportunities and speakers that city churches have ready access to.  We haven't had a permanent pastor for three and a half years.  We rely heavily on lay preachers.  I still don't 'get' some of the traditions.  In fact, some of them downright irk me.  But in my church there are people who have faithfully walked with the Lord for many years, who offer encouragement, who are committed to meeting together and drive long distances to make that happen, and who show amazing hospitality.  Therefore, I find it very hard to listen when my city friends want to complain incessantly about their churches.  The city is spoilt with choice which I don't think is necessarily a good thing.  Living in the country has taught me a lot about faithfulness and commitment as I've had the choice taken away.

I still listen to online sermons on my days off.  They are an incredible blessing.  But when I think of sitting alone on a Sunday morning and listening to one while everyone is fellowshipping and worshipping the Lord Jesus together, I know where I'd much rather be.

Do not give up meeting together.

Monday, September 20, 2010

Bible Verse of the Day

And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds. Let us not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching.
Hebrews 10:24-25

Friday, September 17, 2010

Friday Funny

Ok, I know I have nothing really to laugh about with my own team not able to sink any lower on the ladder, but I've heard some lovely Dockers' jokes in the past week and couldn't wait to share. ;)  As you might be able to guess, I've been a vocal Hawthorn and Geelong supporter over the past fortnight.

My boss, who's a Dorks' fan, told me the second one, and even he admits it's very funny.

I'm sure Mark will love these...not! ;) Hehehe.


I met a fairy today who granted me one wish.
"I want to live forever," I said.
"Sorry," said the fairy, "I'm not allowed to grant wishes like that."
"Fine," I said, "I want to die after Freo win a premiership."
"You crafty little .......!" said the fairy.

What's the only ship that has never sailed into Fremantle?
A premiership.

What's the difference between the Dockers and a pyromaniac?
A pyromaniac wouldn't waste 24 matches.

The Dockers have set up a hotline for any of their fans who may be depressed.  The number is 1800 101010
That's 1800 One Nothing One Nothing One Nothing.