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Oct 2.
Beginning of day...
Miletus- The birthplace Thales, thus Philosophy Amphitheater. Little Frogs, snails among ancient stones Roman Baths Didyma- Temple of Apollo Drank Turkish Tea, “Chai” with little sugar cubes Visited Mary’s Chapel
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Second half of day....
Ephesus -Walked the main streets. -Library of Celsus- icon of Ephesus -Amphitheater -Mary’s Church- Council of Ephesus 431AD -Baptistry -St John’s Church and Tomb
Ephesus was the most anticipated. Truly the most unreal.The streets of the ancient city so preserved, structures and arches so original. Unbelievable.
This view #chitown
Men go abroad to wonder at the heights of mountains, at the huge waves of the sea, at the long courses of the rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motions of the stars, and they pass by themselves without wondering.
Saint Augustine
What is the chief end of man? Answer. Man's chief end is to glorify God, and to enjoy him for ever. -Westminister Shorter Catechism
in the end
Looking back over this chapter of life and flipping through my personal journal and blog, it’s amazing to re-live everything that took place for me in England. When leaving for England, I saw myself going to serve God by pouring into others and sharing Christ with them. As this took place, I quickly found God had, and continues to have, even bigger purposes as He taught and grew me in areas I didn't even acknowledge before. I went overseas with big expectations and He exceeded all of it!
The ministry opportunities were so wide and varied, from the simple act of serving tea to the elderly at church and having Bible study and prayer meetings, to evangelizing, and doing holiday clubs, outreaches, and staggering open-airs in the streets of Birmingham.
I believe more than anything, that this chapter of my life was about trusting God and letting Him reveal Himself to me in totally new ways. I remember writing this down in my journal: “Here I am, yet again; my view widening, and my eyes glowing, as I get painted a picture of God through where I am at, and whom I’m reacting with.”
God; never ceases to increase Himself and decrease me. And though I could fill dozens and dozens of sheets of paper with my experiences, revelations and friends I've made, the most notable part of all of this is seeing how God wants to have His way in my life and in the lives of those around me. I walk away from this mission-trip, not highly educated, spiritual or even confident, but as a lover, explorer and hopeless failure, who comes to find out more and more everyday how truly awesome my Saviour is and how my faith in Him should be like that of a child. If all else fails-and it will, Jesus’ will is for me to be utterly stripped down and my faith simplified to believing, trusting and loving Him completely, because of what He has done and continues to do in my life.
“That is why we never give up. Though our bodies are dying, our spirits are being renewed every day. For our present troubles are small and won’t last very long. Yet they produce for us a glory that vastly outweighs them and will last forever! So we don’t look at the troubles we can see now; rather, we fix our gaze on things that cannot be seen. For the things we see now will soon be gone, but the things we cannot see will last forever.” -2 Corinthians 4.16-18
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Teenstreet-Offenburg, Germany 2011
So it all came to an end on August 6th. TS was a whole week, from Saturday-Saturday of little sleep, camp-like food, music, energy, art, sports, sessions and more. There were between 2500 and 3000 teenagers, and around another thousand of staff members. The week was explosive and positive, exciting and full of activity. Every day involved time in the main hall where all the teens participated in worship and a short sermon. This year TS looked at the life of Jesus and his example, called "Jesus REAL," and progressed day by day from his coming to earth as a child, and what love this manifested, to the servant role he humbled himself as, until his very last days with humanity.
The exquisite activities took place in the afternoons and evenings during "Interact I, II, and III." This is when the kids could really be creative, try something new and just be themselves. There were sessions on various topics, dancing and arts, sports of all kinds, workshops and the list goes on. I'm really quite unsure of all the different opportunities, there were so many! I was on the Sports Team, so I mainly worked the rock-climbing wall and crate-stacking challenge.
Amongst all the crazy push and pulls of the day's strict schedule and numerous activities, the teenagers were all a part of a small group from their home countries. A dear friend of mine was a coach for one of the German groups and it continued like that; for every 5 or 6 teenagers there was a coach leading up that group. This is awesome because the small group time or "NET time" happened twice a day and really encouraged fellowship and deeper study in the Bible to take place.
My absolute favourite part of the day, however, was the "Shh time." After the morning sermon/worship at 11:05 the clock would ring out across the campus and everyone would "Shh" each other. Within literally a few seconds the entire body of TS teens and staff would be quiet, and silence would fill the air. This was half an hour where everyone stopped what they were doing, many deciding to sit outside in the central grass area, and be still before God. That's like getting a college campus party to be silent for 30 minutes, no distractions!
I had the special privilege to talk one-on-one with a teenage girl during the outreach day. This is when outreaches took place all across Offenburg, from volley ball in parks, to assembling the longest tea and cake table on record in Germany! Each outreach allowed the kids to have fun, and test out using their gifts or maybe just being available, and ministering to even one person. Anyways, my time at the volleyball pit didn't involve any game time. I sat and talked in-depth with this girl from the Netherlands for over 2 hours. It was amazing to get to share my testimony fully and clearly to someone so alert. She was brilliant, so bright; had a Christian background and a solid understanding of God and his love for her. I could see so much of myself in her when I was 15. We talked about life, God and surrender, bouncing off each other different metaphors and imagery we attained over the years in our experience with Christianity. However, all through the discussion I could sense how God wanted to use me to speak into her life and bring about this issue of surrender. In the end we prayed together, and I proclaimed my verse, Romans 12:2 over her. She was so impacted by the encounter and I must say that I was equally impacted. (The last evening of TS, among the hundreds and hundreds of people, I found her again and was able to give her a note with the verse I felt God was giving to her as he had given to me back when I was 15. I will continue to remember her and pray for her throughout my life.)
So this is what Teenstreet was like. Crazy, busy, exhilarating, upbeat... yet peaceful and still, worshipful and thankful. I felt what TS offered every teen was a look at the life God wants for them,"This resurrection life you received from God is not a timid, grave-tending life. It's adventurously expectant..." (romans 8:15) God spoke individually to so many, meeting them with an immense love and "double-edged sword," and many came to know God as their personal Saviour. He's all that.
A few shots of the Germany scene!
seed
... Made it to Germany Saturday morning! Helping with set-up and all things practical. Experiencing plenty of German bread! Somehow I also got on the service outreach team, so we're working on some hip-hop numbers to do in the city.
Met some awesome people- trying to get enough sleep in the enormous service crew tents- but more importantly, trying to rest assured in my Jesus. He's been teaching me so much lately about 'seeds'.. and in Matthew and all over the Gospels, I get painted a picture of what God wants to do in me, and how he wants his words to "permeate" every fiber of my being, like yeast.
"Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.”
In devotions here at Teenstreet the other night, the speaker said something like "it's not having great faith in God, it's having faith in a great God." Period.
Germany time.
Can't believe it... tonight I'm leaving for Germany. We're having a re-entry session and dinner with the students leaving soon, and I've slowly had to collide with reality and say goodbye to some amazing fellow sojourners that I've come to love and trust with everything in me.
As I sit here writing this with the window open in an empty room here at the training center, the rain gingerly gives me a background to my thoughts, and the smell of England air flows in.
I have two weeks left here in Europe. This week I'll be helping with set up and all things practical: from constructing the stage and building to painting and cleaning. Starting July 30th, Teenstreet Germany begins and I will be serving on the sports team!
Super ecstatic to use my love for sports to grow with these teens. I'm praying for great relationships with the volunteers and other leaders as well as great opportunities to get to know the teenagers and pour into them in whatever ways available.
There's much more on my mind, and a million things consuming me right now from saying goodbyes and ending my time here at Lifehope, to packing and getting myself to Germany. Please pray for me as I travel by myself to the site! I'm confident in the Lord always and ready for my last 2 weeks of serving him overseas.
'life isnt about waiting for the storms to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain!' -Bear Grylls
checked out Liverpool!
the big event
In effort to do one last outreach before things end here at Lifehope for many of us, we creatively went about reaching people over near the Castle of Warwick. An ultimate concert weekend began at the Castle last Friday, so near two of the entrances, people were slowly flooding in, giving us the brilliant opportunity of being passed by hundreds of people.
We gave out water bottles that we labeled, tracts and balloon models. Erratically, we evangelized like this as people seemingly rushed by. The water bottles were a big hit, and I was personally very excited to be able to give out free water like that! Many were perplexed yet astonished to receive something, not be sold something...
This kind of style was brand new, and a serious attempt of just "throwing" seeds. There was no long contact, or deep conversations. I honestly prefer, and of course am blessed by, getting good contact with a few people, and really being able to converse with them about Christ. But no matter the situation, it is what He makes of it, and I'm caused to rely on him sometimes even more, when evangelism involves "throwing" not "planting" or "watering."
We gave out over 200 water bottles and over 1,000 tracts.
As a family approaches, the kids faces are bubbling with excitement, as the parents express a sign of complacency and anxiousness in arriving to the big event, and getting their whole family to their spots; blissful and virtuous. They swiftly pass by, and we offer a balloon model to the children and a hurried tract to the parents who seems preoccupied with tickets for entering, but perhaps grateful for the kindness they've been shown. My mind races with thoughts and deep yearning for every face that goes before my eyes. I see their efforts to enter the event, as a family or group, in hopes of getting a great seat, a brilliant show and having a momentous time together. But until it's said and done, none of that can be guaranteed! There is an aura of consternation, and unsettlement as hundreds go about trying to get inside the Warwick Castle. And I'm stunned by the correlation here. The push and strife to make it to the "big event" is going to take place one day. For some, there is a guaranteed front row seat and escort because they have simply received it as a gift and turned from their ways. For others, I'm frightened at the fact of their blindness and how one day, if they don't turn and receive their admission as a free gift of grace, they too will be exerting and stretching for a pass to an event they cannot attend.
The fundamental fact of existence is that this trust in God, this faith, is the firm foundation under everything that makes life worth living. It's our handle on what we can't see. The act of faith is what distinguished our ancestors, set them above the crowd. -Hebrews 11
How little people know who think that holiness is dull. When one meets the real thing, it is irresistible.-C.S Lewis
kayaking ministry! had the opportunity to join one Saturday morning.
...at the end of June our church, St. Paul's hosted their very first Flower Festival to commemorate the 400th anniversary of the King James Bible, and to simply interact with the community. Thus, at least a dozen or so flower arrangements were placed in the church and the beauty of it was how the flowers so intricately reflect the uniqueness of God. Many seniors showed up throughout the weekend of our "open-house sort of flower tour", however a handful of families with children wandered in, and our team was able to do some balloon modeling and face-painting for such ones.
But the cool part was actually something small and unexpected. There is man who works at the corner-store near our flat, and we've run in a few times early in the morning when in dire need of milk. One morning, I took a tract with me to give him, seeing that I had come in and bought milk a couple times now, God nudged me to mention the Gospel this time- so, one morning he comes walking up the path to our church! He's a nice man and claims to be a Hindu, though he's juggling a few other religions, or at least drawing from them to form his own belief system. Anyways, after talking with him about all of this, seeing him enter our church was awesome. My teammate sat down with him and got to share some of his testimony with this man nicknamed San. Basically, he now see's us as five "really good young people" who are kind and serve God. He acknowledges as as being different from other young adults our age. But all the good we exhibit is not attributed to us, and as we've tried to explain this, God will have to hammer it into his head for me. Till then, I'll just keep stopping buy and bringing his wife coffee when possible.