If you do away with the yoke of oppression, with the pointing finger and malicious talk, and if you spend yourselves in behalf of the hungry and satisfy the needs of the oppressed, then your light will rise in the darkness, and your night will become like the noonday. The LORD will guide you always; he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail.

Thursday, June 29, 2006

All Quiet on the Aussie Front...

You all might've noticed that StreetWar has gone rather quiet recently. That's my fault. But I pass a little of the blame to God (shades of Adam, eh?), because He's turned my life upside down recently. You might know, if you're darn good at remembering these things, that I had a miscarriage a couple of years ago. After that... nothing. No sign that my (or hubby's!) reproductive system was working the way you'd expect. Hmmmmmm. But I wasn't too worried, because God told me "Not this year". OK. So we got to my second birthday after the miscarriage, which also happened to be the date that the miscarried pregnancy would've been due (make sense?). I wasn't really looking forward to it - I'm not one for remembering sad anniversaries, but that one's hard to miss! The morning after, I got a positive pregnancy test. A few hours later, bleeding - and an early miscarriage. Oh, man! I did a fair bit of praying, because I had NO idea what on earth it was all about. Seemed strange - not cruel, just weird. I spent a lot of time asking God what He was doing - and whether He'd mind explaining. Four weeks after the latest miscarriage, I was walking past the local Chinese shop and wanted to barf. Huh? You guessed it - pregnant again. And still pregnant (9 weeks today!). So I'm sick half the time, tired almost all the time, and still managed to land a new job. Where they know I'm pregnant, and offered me a 4 days/wk job at slightly higher pay than I'm getting at the moment. Bonus! God's care or what??

Anyway, all that is explanation of why I've been slack on StreetWar. Here's what's been happening in my little neck of the woods - a prayer-in-the-park has been started up. Our mate who sells the Big Issue has turned up twice more at church - once because he really needed to talk, once after the service to see if he could sell any magazines. I'm stoked that the people at church, while struggling with how to relate to him, have really made a big effort to say hello and make him feel welcome. It can be tough when you're chucked out of your comfort zone and don't know how to react to someone. The prayer tent? Still in its concept stage. Sigh.

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