tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582079373609946102024-03-16T11:52:05.693-07:00Adventurer all my lifeNaomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.comBlogger228125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-16598547513540056022015-10-13T11:43:00.003-07:002015-10-13T11:44:27.513-07:00Florence <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I know that I haven't blogged in ages. The summer was a bit of a weird one for me and I felt a bit all over the place. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But recently I've been doing a few things that have brought me lots of life. The main one being going to see Florence and the Machine with my friend Luffy at Allypally!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If you have never heard of Florence and the Machine (shame on you) I am almost convinced you will have heard some of her music. She is a bit like marmite, people either love her or hate her. I am definitely in the love category. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Today I am going to give you my top #3 of her songs for you to enjoy. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">At<b> number #3</b> is probably the most famous of her songs </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now all of these are subject to change and I think there is one from each of her 3 albums there - basically I cannot commend her highly enough to you. Seeing her live was incredible!! Florence has this insane energy, she was on stage for 2 hours leaping across the stage and singing her heart out. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">People might say that spending money on tickets to see people perform or play sport is a waste - but I think experiences like this make us enjoy life more. It was a quality night with a great friend. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-20476061365962720432015-06-25T14:02:00.003-07:002015-06-25T14:02:54.531-07:00Lewisham.<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This last week has been difficult to say the least. </span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Life as a youth worker in London is a colourful mixture of joyful break-throughs and devastating set backs. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In the last week in Lewisham alone I've had interactions with the Police, weapons found in the possession of young people I work with, a boy I work with got stabbed on the way to school (not fatal thankfully) and there was another stabbing in the middle of the day today.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The last few years I have been incredibly blessed with limited violence in the borough. Violent acts have mainly happened with adults rather than young people. Now there seems to be a shift. It's not just in Lewisham either. There have been a number of violent incidents across London with stabbings in Islington and Greenwich in the last couple of weeks too. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It feels like attack. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I don't know how else to describe it. I can't understand the reasoning behind such senseless acts. It feels like there is another power at work. I'm not someone who normally jumps to over-spiritualise situations; however, at the moment I feel like there is a greater force at work than just people making stupid decisions.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Maybe that sounds weird. Maybe I'm wrong. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But I would really encourage anyone who prays to pray for peace in this city. To pray for young people to not get caught up in retaliation. </span></div>
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Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-47325646557957811282015-05-28T10:59:00.002-07:002015-05-28T10:59:51.413-07:00Few things beat life in the sun<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If you didn't already know, I am a sun lover. Whilst generally I am not blessed in going super brown (as my mum and brothers are), I enjoy the way my freckles make a seasonal appearance and my cheeks go pink as I greedily absorb as much vitamin D as humanly possible. </span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have no doubt that I have a form of SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder) as my spirits can be hugely impacted depending on whether the sun is out or the rain is pouring. So it is with great delight that I write, whilst we are officially still in Spring, to the benefits of sunshine in my life.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">However, I've also undertaken a different kind of adventure too. In April I started speaking to a counsellor. I was finding that it was getting increasingly difficult to move forward when I was clearly carrying baggage from the past. This is an ongoing journey. Quite a few people have asked me how it's going and while I would say that I'm definitely not enjoying it, I am finding it helpful. It's amazing how giving yourself some space and freedom to actually articulate thoughts and emotions can help you to see things for what they really are. Also it's crazy (and a bit frustrating) how having your own thoughts spoken back to you by someone else can completely change your perspective or induce some kind of light-bulb moment. If you are on the fence about speaking to someone I would definitely say go and give it a try. </span></div>
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<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Undertaking the massive challenge of cycling 100km in 1 night for the charity I am a trustee of (www.kisumuchildren,org.uk). If you can <a href="https://mydonate.bt.com/fundraisers/naomiallen1" target="_blank">please do consider sponsoring me</a>, even a few quid goes a long way in terms of motivation for me to keep going. </span></li>
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Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-91538469154211823372015-04-28T12:48:00.001-07:002015-04-28T12:48:51.430-07:00L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Life goes on. If you are a fan of Noah and the Whale (they're a band) then you'll know that they <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fbGUEelmzxo" target="_blank">sing a song of this title</a>. While I haven't blogged in a while my life has done just that - stuff has happened.</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Celebrated my birthday </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hosted my 4th Arts Showcase</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We're now near the end of April and I'm wondering why I haven't blogged until now. I guess sometimes I have felt like I have a lot of stuff in my head but it's hard to know how to articulate thoughts. Then loads of things happened in quite quick succession which meant I didn't really have a chance to process anything properly and so didn't know what to say. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Loads of people have asked my about the Royal visit and whether I got to speak to the Duke and Duchess - well yes I did. I got to introduce them to residents and young people on one of the estates I work on and then facilitate a discussion where they were able to articulate what they feel about their community and the work XLP does there. Will and Kate are actually really great listeners and asked some solid questions and made insightful comments; that's not just me saying that, they genuinely were brilliant guests to have. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now the sun is coming back out I almost feel like my head is coming out of hibernation. I am having loads of thoughts about how time keeps going by and if you don't make choices to do the things you want to do then you will never do them. Post uni I feel like the years have all blurred into one and I don't want to get a few years down the line and still be in the same place. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I read a quote which said "a year from now you will wish you started today" - I love that. It motivates me to take action where I can now. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So in practise that looks like:</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">setting physical goals (like cycling 100km through the night in June)</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">planning holidays</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">making time for myself</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">that's where I've got to so far. I'm sure there are plenty more to be added. Feel free to let me know ideas or things that work for you.</span></div>
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<br />Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-28143161481449497762015-01-29T05:18:00.003-08:002015-01-29T05:18:57.745-08:00Say wha?!<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In true Naomi fashion I have once again delayed a blog post in January. Think it's happened every year I've written this blog! I always feel like the first post of the year has to be something particularly profound and then feel like I don't have anything massive to say...so then say nothing. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Recently, however, I have had many things I could write about. I mean lots has happened, lots of thoughts have shifted, I've read loads of things, been encouraged/inspired, had opportunities etc. But then that pushed me to the other extreme of having too much to say and not knowing what to focus on. What should I say??!</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Decided to move out of Braidwood Road</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Enjoyed some quality family time over Christmas and actually just stopped for a while</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Had opportunities to catch up with a number of people in the run up to and over NYE</span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Found a new house</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Temporarily living with a family who have 2 little girls - means I have had a Personal Trainer for the trampoline and a Hair Stylist.</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">More specifically I think that God has been talking to me a lot about life and how to stay connected. He's been challenging me on my attitudes and thoughts. Like yesterday I was driving home from Church (of all places) and I got through some traffic lights just as they were changing. I was thinking "wooo go me" until I saw that the car behind me had whizzed through too - totally running the red light. So then I turned it into a little race between me and that car, making sure I wasn't breaking the speed limit, but driving "defensively". Then when that car got caught at another set of traffic lights and I got through I broke out into this crazy laugh - imagine evil villain in a film and that was pretty much what my laugh was like...and then I realised what I was doing and was like "how are you so weird?!" </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In January we generally use the time at the start of the month for reflection on what we want the year to look like, what we want to change and what we want to achieve. I totally did that! I was thinking about the type of person I want to be, the boxes I want to be able to tick...and then I really just felt like I needed to chill out. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I don't know if you ever do this thing where you set really ridiculously high expectations for yourself and then get really annoyed/down when you don't reach them or when life doesn't turn out how you expected? I feel like I have a lot of lessons to learn from 2014 about myself and about God. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I think in the past I have put a lot of pressure on myself to try and be this super-giving, super- serving, super Christian person. Generally the motives have been right - I do want to help people, I want to love people the way God does and I want to be able to bring truth and life to people. However, behind all of this trying I was getting bitter about how even though I was giving everything life wasn't turning out how I was planning. I was getting more and more drained trying to give and serve and love thinking that that was the good Christian thing to do...but slowly realising that God hadn't asked me to do half the things I was doing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You probably know if you read this often that I love the Christian Pastor/Author called John Ortberg - and recently my pastor lent me a series of talks that Ortberg had recorded on "Restoring Weary Souls". More and more I think I'm being reminded to be a Mary instead of a Martha. I've always lived my life with lots of action, not necessarily knowing how to just "be". But I guess that is my aim for this year - I don't want to pile on loads of pressure but I think maybe if I can just "be" with God then he will show me what I need to do. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Practically I've tried to work out how I connect with God more and I don't think I'd realised how much I love being outside and reading. I've always known that I love being with people which is still true, but trying to push into some of these other ways of "being" is just an experiment really. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: center;">If you follow my movements on facebook (which I know you all do) then you will know that I recently had a little jaunt to Iceland. It was a holiday to make up from my disastrous summer trip to Tenerife. And it was EPIC!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Iceland is pretty crazy place to live, there are live volcanoes, earthquakes, and I experienced a hurricane whilst I was there. Yet in the midst of what might have been an inhabitable land, there are places that make you stop and just breathe a bit deeper hoping that something of the rugged beauty will seep into you so that you will remember it accurately. These are times when a camera just can't capture the mix of views and feelings that they evoke. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">They played a song which has been on my mind ever since. Surprise - it's called More Heart Less Attack. It's all about trying to be people who love better and attack less. You see I feel like all of this links together. I am an unstable person, we all are. We over-think, blow things out of proportion, take things personally, get defensive; yet God calls us to be people of more love. He sees the people we could be, the world this could be and says love more. Because more love would be better. </span></div>
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<br />Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-57048148076824887922014-11-25T14:24:00.001-08:002014-11-25T14:28:01.659-08:00Blurred Vision<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It could just be me, but over the last few months I have felt like I have a hundred pairs of lenses over my eyes - making life look very blurry.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Do you ever get it when you just feel like you can't see anything clearly? Like everything is an effort to think about and life just seems a bit overwhelming? I have very much felt over the last few months that my brain is full. Yes my life is full of activity, but I think my capacity to give has been clearly failing. I love to give! I love to serve. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Over the last few months I have spent quite a lot of time being introspective - definitely a new experience for me - and I've just been trying to be honest with myself about why I do what I do. I don't know if you've ever heard of this thing called "cognitive dissonance?" It's basically where we can convince ourselves that we are in the right when very clearly we are not; we all have this ability to lie to ourselves. We do it for a number of reasons; a lot of the time we want to think the best of ourselves - that we are people of high moral character. Or we don't want to face the consequences of what happens when we get it wrong. We lie to ourselves and we believe the lies. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now for me, for some reason I have found myself in a place where I'm recognising my own fallibility and limited capacity. For the first time I'm admitting that I can't do it all, and that that is ok. If I'm honest I have felt sadder in the last few months than ever before. Having your eyes opened to see that you are not all that is painful! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have known a deeper intimacy with God which has been something I have craved. For a long time I have wanted the joy of knowing God closer, but without admitting my own limitations and failings. I have wanted to keep believing that I am part superhero and so don't really need God, but then have the kind of relationship which requires me to desperately need God. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; line-height: 24px;">"Yet you, </span><span class="small-caps" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; font-variant: small-caps; line-height: 24px;">Lord</span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; line-height: 24px;">, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the </span><span style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; line-height: 24px;">potter</span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"><i>; we are all the work of your hand." Isaiah 64:8</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I started this blog way back because I wanted to be someone who celebrated adventure in the big and small things of life and even when it's difficult I want to be that person. </span></div>
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Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-89518398283837889642014-10-07T15:16:00.000-07:002014-10-07T15:16:38.682-07:00Love and other stuff<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For those of you who read my blog consistently you will know that I am sometimes fairly sporadic in my blog post publishing. In the past this has been to do with being horrendously busy and not having time to process thoughts, but recently that has not been the case at all. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If anything over the last few weeks I have probably had more time and opportunity to think deeply than I have in a long time. It has been wonderful! There are a number of reasons for this:</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have had to cut down how much I am working. For a while I have been working more than I should have been in terms of my contract, but this year I've been told to sort it out and bring it down to what it should be. It's pretty crazy how just doing that has freed up A LOT of time.</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I guess I have always been quite a people person and as such have made a number of friends. As is inevitable some have hurt me. Now my natural response is to want to tell them to piss off, retreat, build a wall and keep myself safe. But as a Christian that doesn't sit well with me. I mean you don't see Jesus blanking Peter after the denial do you. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have had a number of conversations with people about this and would appreciate further input because I don't have any answers yet. I am inclined to think that there must be a middle ground to retreating or being hurt repeatedly. But trying to work out what that is and what it looks like is taking a while and I think I'm on a journey of self discovery as I'm working it out. </span></div>
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Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-88488492667323832972014-09-03T15:13:00.001-07:002014-09-03T15:13:57.153-07:00Weird Taste<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Today I went back to work. Mentally I felt like I had been away a lot longer than two and half weeks! Which I guess is a good thing as I genuinely hadn't really thought about work until Monday when I realised that the return was creeping up on me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My Grandad died on Wednesday 20th August. I was on holiday by myself at the time and to be honest the news came as a shock. Generally you never think that the last time you see someone is going to be the last time. I had known for a long time that my Grandad wasn't very well but I hadn't necessarily known how serious it was or how quickly he would deteriorate. Having had time to reflect it probably was for the best, he was sick, wasn't getting any better and was becoming more and more of a drain and burden for my Nanna. However, when grieving those kind of facts don't really matter. It doesn't stop the realisation that they won't be available for a quick coffee or to tell you stories about the war. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In addition to this sad news I got very ill. I don't really know how to describe what I had because I was a bit of a medical mystery - no one knew what was wrong. But essentially my skin blistered and rolled away leaving bare flesh - so my face, neck, arms and torso were incredibly sore. Being ill and sad on your own in another country is possibly the worst thing ever. I strongly do not recommend it!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So that part of my annual leave wasn't particularly restful; however, on returning to the UK not only did I get to spend some quality time with my family, but I also had some time to just chill knowing that I was on the mend. It meant that I got to catch up with some very caring friends who came to visit me and was able to spend time not feeling stressed. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I went back to work today and to be honest I was ready to. I love having time off but there is something particularly comforting about having a structure and being able to operate within that frame. I've blogged before about how I struggle when I'm not in control and obviously people dying and getting sick sometimes just isn't within the sphere I have influence over. I feel like coming back to work has given me a chance to take a breath and remind myself that things are ok. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Because I am actually really excited about this coming year. I am getting a new team, I have new ideas and am wanting to impart some fresh wisdom. It's easy to spend time wallowing but to be honest life is just too short and I want to make the most of the time I have coming up, rather than moping. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This sunset is a picture I took whilst on holiday - I love sunsets, I feel like they both inspire me with the fact that today has been beautiful but also excite me with the fact that tomorrow will be good too. </span><br />
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Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-52912141747835608602014-08-28T15:00:00.001-07:002014-08-28T15:00:23.887-07:00Tenerife: a poem<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Looming mountains</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sandy beaches</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Blue day skies</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Blue, starry night skies</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Skulking cats</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sweet, melting ice cream</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lazy movements </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Exploring</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hunting bus stops</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Attempting Spanish</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Incredible scenery </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sandy body</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Isolation</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sleeping naked</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Inexpressible grief</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Silent tears</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Paranoia</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Strong black coffee</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Body blister sores</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I haven't written poetry since school so don't judge this attempt. I don't think I can write in prose about my recent holiday yet but I wanted to express something of it. This hopefully gives you an idea.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'm an extremely external processor - I generally need to talk things through to work out what I'm thinking. Part of my issue recently has been that the normal people I would do that with haven't been as available. This has been good and challenging. Good in that I've been able to develop friendships with some new people, challenging in that I've struggled to communicate with those whose actions have impacted me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Something I've been thinking about for a while now following some conversations is how when you are hurt you are more likely to hurt others. You see I wrote those posts from my own stand point, articulating my own emotions, thinking about how hurt and sad I was. I didn't think through how my words could possibly hurt others. It wasn't even on my radar. Like I genuinely was so obsessed with my own feelings that I just splurged them all out without thinking of those who would read/hear them. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In doing this, I hurt people. People who love me and who have been totally brilliant at loving me and being my friends. You see my intention never was to aim my posts at people and say "you're doing a crap job", it was much more to say "lots of things are going on and I feel rubbish". But that's the thing, I know my head, other people don't. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Out of my hurt I didn't think through my actions. I hurt people.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Friends of mine took some of my words to heart that they weren't doing enough to be good friends to me. Yes I could dismiss this and say "you misunderstood, that wasn't what I was saying". But I think there are lessons to learn here. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When I was in that place of being all sad and feeling sorry for myself, I was only thinking about myself. I was selfish and distracted from loving others. Yes I was dealing with my own emotions and that is important. But it came at a price. You see I think it is crucial to understand yourself and know where you are at as much as possible, but I also think we are called to love God and love people. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It has made me realise some of the perils of using a blog to process emotion - in conversation you can explain exactly what you are thinking and how you mean something, in written form that isn't completely possible - there is room for interpretation, which means sometimes people can be hurt by my words. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But most of all it's made me realise how being hurt isn't an excuse to be self indulgent. In my hurt I'm still called to love people well and be someone that brings life and truth - not someone who makes people doubt themselves. </span></div>
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Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-23842848041871655592014-07-24T16:27:00.000-07:002014-07-24T16:27:57.634-07:00Taking Control<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"Argh I am just coasting through life, am I wasting my time?!"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"How am I already 26 and I still don't know what God wants to use me for?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So I decided that I would make a few little changes to feel like I am more in control of what is going on. The biggest one being that I shaved the back of my head...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">However, I spoke to a lot of people and the consensus was that I probably couldn't pull it off. Plus it would take A LOT of maintenance and work in the mornings. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So I decided to go with something that essentially is SUPER safe and yet quite a big thing. I mean I have shaved the back of my head! It feels amazing. Like I spend a lot of time stroking my head. And in this heat it is wonderful to have a breeze on the back of your head. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The benefits are that from the front and when my hair is down you can't tell anything! So if I have any official engagements I can look vaguely respectable. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The down sides are that not everyone likes it - my brother's comment was "Nai that looks horrible!" Ha - innocent, harsh truth. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But to be honest I think part of this is me getting over what people think. Too much I have not done things because I'm worried about what people will think of me. If I'm going to make the most of this life I need to get over that.</span></div>
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<br />Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-15604792849554277962014-07-23T15:50:00.000-07:002014-07-23T15:50:07.799-07:00Unfailing<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The last few posts I have written have been pretty depressing and just re-reading them now you would be forgiven for thinking that I was wallowing in a pit of despair. However, I'm not! My mum asked me why I put my thoughts/feelings out here for the world to read, she was worrying that I was exposing too much of myself. I guess to some extent I am exposing myself - I am saying what's really going on. But I do that because I don't want people to have some unrealistic expectation of who I actually am. I'm not someone who has everything worked out and who is able to be happy all the time. I'm someone who is just trying to work out what I was created to do/be. I guess I am trying to show that if you are feeling down sometimes, you aren't on your own.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Saying that, these last few weeks I have been feeling a whole lot better. Having a bit more of a work life balance is helping. Seeing people who are good for me is definitely helping and knowing myself and how I tick is opening my eyes as to why I think the way I do. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have been reading the book of Proverbs in the Bible and was struck by part of a verse:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My translation reads: "What a person desires is unfailing love..." and it struck me because it is so true. One of the reasons I was getting frustrated is because I want people who put me first, who don't cancel on me, who ring me up and meet up for dinner with me. I want people who speak good things to me and about me. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Whilst I do know a number of people who do a pretty good job of loving me - upon reflection I was just really aware of how, as people, our love does fail. We desire unfailing love but we are unable to give it. I cannot be 100% unselfish 100% of the time. I mess up. I say and do things that I don't mean and later regret. I don't think of others all the time. Even when I'm really trying I don't get it right. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But I guess it made me all the more aware of how our desire for unfailing love is met in Jesus. His love for us truly does not fail. Like even when we feel at our lowest or farthest, his love is still readily there. I desire to be loved unconditionally and God does that. I love the verse in Romans where it says "<i>But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: while we were still sinners, Christ died for us</i>" (Romans 5:8). God didn't wait for me to love him before he loved me - God has always and will always love me. His love is unfailing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Most of the time I cannot get my head around that. I base my understanding on what I know of the world, and lets me honest if you annoy someone and don't listen to them there is a limit to how much love they will have for you. But God isn't like anything I know. A lot of the time I feel totally unworthy that God would love me - despite knowing all of the stuff I have done and continue to do, he still loves me. But the fact that he does means that I can trust him. And that helps a lot when I feel alone. I desire unfailing love, and I have a God who is able to satisfy that desire.</span></div>
Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-56951235009438112572014-07-01T16:48:00.000-07:002014-07-01T16:48:09.539-07:00Moving forward...very slowly <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Just want to say thanks to people who got in touch after the last post - really felt the love and it helped in not feeling so alone, knowing that other people get it. </span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I've had some time to think. Admittedly not loads, but I've been able to think and think a bit more rationally. I am someone who generally over thinks and has an overactive imagination, so I think through a lot of "what-ifs" even though in reality some of them are ridiculous.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I've had some people be brutally honest (in love) with me about how I cannot be as selfish as I currently am. Other people's lives do not revolve around me. Obviously I wish they did - if I'm honest I wish that people did take my feelings into account before making decisions and life choices. But that is unrealistic and unreasonable to expect. </span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Remembering that people value me for me. I don't have to keep up and do what everyone else is doing. Hopefully my friends like me for who I am - no matter what stage of life I'm in.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Things change. They just do. And yea it sucks. I have always struggle with the idea of change because I have had issues making real friends. All through growing up and into adulthood I have had a lot of people I would consider to be friends, but barely any who I actually consider to be close and who I can be totally honest with. So it sucks when those few then aren't as available as before. It does make me feel replaced and like I don't matter. But people don't have to base their lives on my feelings. I know that this is a season and that I will make new friends and get close to other people. Does it make this season any easier, no. Does it give me hope that I won't feel like this forever, yes.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Talking is better than not talking. I think part of me is programmed to not want to look like I struggle. I'm a manager, a youth worker, an independent woman, and a lot of the time I want to look like I've got it together. I don't want to be vulnerable with people because it's risky. What happens if they don't get it? But the more I talk the more I realise other people have been there and can help. Other people are sometimes in it </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">and are looking for people to help them through. Not talking isolates, whereas talking</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> tends to open things up.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Crying isn't bad. I have cried so flipping much these last few weeks. I hate it because it makes me feel out of control. Like I don't have a handle on how people see me. I think I have put a pressure on myself to always be ok. I can have bad days, but I should be fine because that's what people expect. At the moment I am not fine. The tears remind me. And it's ok. Not going to lie I am defo not enjoying this. But actually coming to terms with where I am at is positive and recognising that it's alright to not be ok and need other people is not a weakness. We have been created for community and too often I try to do life as a Lone Ranger. Crying reminds me that it's ok to be in this place.</span></li>
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Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-72018244014567845042014-06-21T15:49:00.002-07:002014-06-21T15:49:33.048-07:00Coping<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I know things have been a bit quiet recently - sorry for that. I haven't intentionally not been writing, it all comes down to me feeling sad and not necessarily knowing how to articulate it. These last few days I've had a bit more space to think - hence this post. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For the last two weeks I've been feeling pretty overwhelmed and sad. To the point where there has been spontaneous uncontrollable crying, lack of sleep and appetite. Why? Well everything is changing. You might not know but apparently I don't deal with change very well. In fact I hate change. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I had forgotten about how much I hate change, but today I was reminded of when my best friend Naomi got married. I was a bridesmaid.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was so incredibly happy for her to get married - she was marrying one of my other best friends so it was a very joyous occasion! But as soon as they had both left the reception I cried SO much. Marriage means change. I do not like change. Change that I am not in control of. </span></div>
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<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Friends - a number of my friends are being hit with the summer dating bug and have paired up. Obviously I am really happy for them! But it also changes dynamics and expectations. I really don't want to be the third wheel.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Babies - I love babies and a number have been born in recent weeks which is ace. But with that also means changes in socialising and relationships. I don't want to invade families.</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The thing is a lot of my sadness is irrational. It's not like I'm necessarily losing friends, but relationships change. I'm scared that everyone is sorting out their lives and I am being left behind because that isn't happening for me. I hate feeling lonely. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In the midst of this God has been talking to me quite a lot. Mainly about how he is the rock, he doesn't change, he is dependable and the same yesterday, today and forever. But also about how the control needs to be his anyway - I find change scary because I don't know what's coming next, but God promises to guide me and lead me in things that are good for me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There is hope in the midst of this - I am learning more of God's character and hopefully he is using this situation to mold me and make me more into the person he wants me to be. Someone who trusts in him, someone who turns to him before anyone else, someone who relinquishes control and follows his plan.</span><br />
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<br />Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-25995313804252877982014-06-02T15:49:00.000-07:002014-06-02T15:49:44.207-07:00Look Up<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's June already, where has this year gone?!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have just got back from a holiday to Spain. It was pretty epic. Lots of sun, sea, sand and chillaxing. Just what I needed. I went for the week with my parents and youngest brother to an area of Spain called Roda de Bara, about 45 mins South of Barcelona. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It was a week of rest and quality time. I spent a lot of my time reading, sunbathing and playing table tennis (not all at the same time). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">One of the days we made a visit to Port Aventura. Its a theme park just south of town called Tarragona and it has the highest rollercoaster in all of Europe. Now I wouldn't say I am much of an adrenaline junkie, I like rollercoasters but am not too fussed either way. But there was no way I was going to visit this theme park and not complete that ride. I thought you might want to see what it was like - so here is a little video.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It was terrifying. As I slowly went up all I was thinking was, "why did I get on this? I'm not going to like it. This is not going to be fun". However, in true rollercoaster fashion, it took my breath away. Yes it was terrifying and yes my stomach has probably been left there (along with some brain cells), but it was also incredible! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The next day we went to Barcelona and one of the places we visited was the Cathedral. It was a huge building and inside there were loads of little side chapels with statues, sculptures or pictures to look at. The building was very grand and there was so much going on at eye level that I almost missed looking up. The ceiling was pretty epic.</span></div>
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Having a holiday also gave me some good thinking time and I was mulling on how in life its easy to just get on with what is in front of you. It's easy to get into routines and make friends and get comfortable. It's pretty easy to do all of that without necessarily looking up and asking God if that's what he wants. You see when I was on that rollercoaster at the start, all I could do was look up. I was facing the sky for what felt like forever. But I couldn't see anything else to distract me from the task in hand. I wasn't concerned with details, I was concerned with the main reason I was there. </div>
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For me, I know I can get so easily side tracked - in conversation, in work, in life. I forget what the main thing is. What am I supposed to be doing? Why am I here? And instead I get bogged down in lots of things that can be and are good, but aren't necessarily what God wants me to focus on. Like I can be enjoying the room, but missing the masterpiece of a ceiling. </div>
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I don't want to do that. I don't want to miss what God is doing, both in me and around me. I think I've been reminded that I only get to live this life once and so I want to make the most of it. I know I am at my best and most fulfilled when I'm in step with what God is doing. So it makes sense to check in, look up and make sure I'm not missing the good stuff.</div>
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Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-25047894917640601052014-05-21T16:09:00.000-07:002014-05-21T16:11:10.039-07:00Kiddiwinks<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Wherever I look at the moment I am being bombarded by interactions either with kids or about them. I'm at the stage of life where a number of my friends are having or have kids - friends at Church, friends at work, friends on our road, school friends, uni friends...etc. And I love it! I love little kids - they are so hilarious and despite the incredible amount of energy you need to have to look after them, they bring a crazy amount of joy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I love being part of a Church and having friends who live close by who I can watch and support as they tackle the parenting adventure. Lets be honest, it is a massive learning curve! Bringing up a child is a huge responsibility, especially in a climate where more young people than ever feel unable to cope with life. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Living in London is a real mixed bag. I love the diversity, the activity, the community. I do not love the poverty, the abuse, the neglect. Now I know these issues affect people from all strands of society; however, I especially struggle when they happen to vulnerable children. On a daily basis I probably see a child being treated in a way that I worry about. Whether its a 6 year old playing outside on their own near busy roads, or a toddler being screamed at by a parent for no good reason. Now I don't want to judge at all - I don't know what it's like being a parent. I don't know the daily grind of kids winding you up or sleep deprivation. But I do know that research has proven that children need a number of things to </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">succeed in life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If I'm honest I look at the communities I live and work in and a lot of families are broken. I look at some of the kids and they do not have any of the above list. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Working for a <a href="http://www.xlp.org.uk/" target="_blank">youth-work charity</a> I see how young people struggle to communicate positively with adults because they have had few opportunities to. I see young people reluctant to try new things because they are afraid of failing. I see young people who have messed up home lives and trust issues. </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I see</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> the impact of a young person not knowing that they are loved. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As a member of my community I have a responsibility to help and support parents and children in whatever way I can. Whether its by babysitting or going out for a drink with parents, or by giving up time to go and help parents during the day. I would love there to be a day where youth workers are no longer needed. Where young people feel so loved and cared for by their families and communities that my job just doesn't exist. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">However, in the meantime I want to be someone who has time for children. As a Christian I take Jesus' example pretty seriously - he prioritised spending time with children.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">#1. It was my friend's 30th birthday and we had planned a surprise weekend away at a converted barn in the middle of countryside just north of London in a place called Hitchin. It was a fantastic weekend, super chilled, beautifully sunny and with some quality friends.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">#2. Then on the Bank Holiday Monday and Tuesday I was lucky enough to have tickets to visit the HTB Leadership Conference at the Royal Albert Hall. It was so inspiring. A bit like a breath of fresh air in the midst of the droll of daily life. Imagine learning and worshiping with 7000 other people in one room! It looked a bit like this -</span></div>
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<br />Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-44047316732039577102014-04-20T14:40:00.001-07:002014-04-20T14:42:25.729-07:00God At Work<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's been all quiet on the blogging front for a few weeks. Believe me, not for lack of things to say - never! But more that life has been pretty jam-packed and blogging just hasn't been up there as a priority.</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The following weekend I had a quick trip to the Design Museum in Tower Bridge, a birthday party and then trained down to Tunbridge Wells for a little surprise for Mothers Day. I found out that my Grandad hadn't been very well and was in hospital. Thankfully I managed to go and visit him; he's home now, but that visit was pretty crap - he didn't know where he was, who I was really or why he was in the hospital. Getting old is rubbish. However, since then I have had opportunities to speak to him about God and that hasn't happened ever.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Planning and then going to <a href="http://www.springharvest.org/distinctive-0" target="_blank">Spring Harvest</a>. I was heading up the 11-14s venue "Distinctive" for the first time and it was flipping amazing! Beforehand people were asking me how I was feeling about it all and I felt pretty unprepared and nervous as I really didn't want the week to flop. However, God was incredible. Not only did I get to see young people become Christians, but I also saw young people get healed, healing others, having words and being released from all host of things. I saw God use my team and myself and it was just awesome.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In between all of this I have actually been working with XLP too. I have continued to do lunch clubs, youth clubs, bus sessions, girls groups and mentoring...as well as line management with my team. It's been a busy few weeks!</span></li>
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Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-6839165924954230952014-03-19T12:18:00.000-07:002014-03-19T12:18:05.000-07:00Invisible<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I don't know if you have ever been tempted to do something a little crazy? Something that maybe you would never normally do, but in extreme circumstances you think "yea ok, why not". </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Like the times when I secretly judge people on appearance or accent. Or the times when I let my mind wander to sex or lust - things that I know are not healthy for me to think about. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">On Sunday I heard a sermon and something that the speaker said has stayed with me this week. He said "God is our Saviour, but he is also our Judge" - he was saying that in the context of how God has done so much for us, he has chosen us, adopted us, forgiven us, empowered us, released us (and loads more); but how for us to fully appreciate all of that it requires a response. It means we need to change how we live to honour God. Of course we will never get it 100% right, but God sees the heart and sees our intentions. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I know that for me I have spent a large part of my life working or manipulating situations so that people like me. It's sometimes hard to believe that people will genuinely like me for me. The real, weird, over-the-line, energetic, possibly-too-much, me. I struggle with myself sometimes, even I find me annoying! But yet, in trying to be real, and the mess that comes with that, I have entered into real community. Where I can be honest about my fears and failures, where my uniqueness is celebrated and where I am encouraged to be myself. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Last week I met up with a friend of mine who I have nick-named "Queen of Encouragement" because EVERY time we catch up I leave feeling like my spirit is soaring. Now not only did she buy me coffee and cake, but she encouraged the socks off of me. Being surrounded by people who can and WILL do that is a totally blessed place to be in. But it's where anyone wanting to grow in faith and living for Christ should be. If you want to grow you have to be in fertile soil; soil that is going to help and is full of nutrients. The people you associate with are either a blessing or a drain, there is limited middle ground. You need to make sure you have a good balance to spur you on. For me, I've been challenged; am I a blessing to those around me? Do I build them up? </span></div>
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Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-72572852958042641032014-03-11T16:32:00.003-07:002014-03-11T16:33:43.483-07:00Becoming a follower<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So it's been a week since my last post and I just feel like loads has happened. It feels far longer than 7 days. I wanted to give an overview of what's been going on and a couple lessons learnt.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This week has seen the commencement of <a href="http://www.40acts.org.uk/" target="_blank">40 Acts</a> which I wrote about in my last post - it's an opportunity to live Lent generously, to think of others and bless them rather than try to legalistically give something up. So far I have been challenged to:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am loving the challenges to think more, have space to reflect and then actively do something positive. Tomorrows challenge is to connect with someone properly. Like not through a random text or email but actually talk to them. My friend<a href="http://www.dreamingofthecountry.com/" target="_blank"> Rachel over at Dreaming of the Country</a> has already shot-gunned a call from me! (But let me know if you want one too!)</span></div>
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On Saturday we had our XLP Lewisham Arts Showcase Rehearsal which was amazing as usual - so fantastic to see young people encouraging and helping each other to improve. This Saturday for the real deal is going to be insanely good. (<a href="https://www.facebook.com/events/650307928365563/?fref=ts" target="_blank">check it out here</a>)</div>
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Then on Sunday it was SUCH A BEAUTIFUL day! I spent the day surrounded by friends, enjoying the sun, being very chilled. Loved it. </div>
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Last but not least - you may or may not know that I recently have joined a netball team with the intention of making some new friends as well as putting those competitive Allen genes to good use. Its a team of 9 strangers who have all signed up just to play and make new friends - and we are doing well! Played 3, won 3! </div>
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But it's kind of strange. I noticed it this evening; I am so used to being in charge that I can get a little bossy. I have posted in the past about how I have often found myself in positions of leadership without really knowing how it happened. But I am now in a place where actually I need to be reminded of how to be a good follower. I am by no means the best player on the team, or the most vocal (surprisingly!), and it is quite a challenge to step back and let others take control. But if I am trying to be more like Jesus and he says that <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Mark+10:45&version=NIVUK" target="_blank">he did not come to be served, but to serve</a> (Mark 10:45) </div>
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Naomihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13311701445722285644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358207937360994610.post-7918110173577447482014-03-04T06:44:00.001-08:002014-03-04T06:51:57.318-08:00Lent-a-rosity<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Today I have already enjoyed pancakes. Shrove Tuesday, the day where you traditionally use up ingredients from your cupboard in preparation to fast from luxury foods during Lent. Now Lent is supposed to be a time where you examine yourself in the run up to Easter, to make sure that your life is in line with where God wants it to be. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In the past I have enjoyed the opportunity to give something up in order to focus more on God and listen to him. Whether it's been facebook, chocolate, coffee or cake - all have given solid chances to engage more with God - especially when you are surrounded with people who haven't given those things up. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Basically 40 Acts is a challenge to live Lent generously. It's run by a Christian Charity called Stewardship which aims to make giving easy for people. So much of the time I can think about giving and only think of money, but this initiative is excellent at helping you to think outside of the box in terms of how I can give of myself. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If you read my last post I was talking about how some of the time I feel like I don't have much to offer because my resources are low. Well this is an inspiring way to give in a way that doesn't deplete resources, but that actually blesses you too! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Everyday you get emailed a link to a blog/thought for the day and are set a little challenge - each challenge is an act of generosity. The hope is that after 40 days you will have built generosity into your life and will continue to act generously after Easter. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am pretty excited for this to be honest - I so easily can run out of creativity, but this is a resource that is easy to access (you can like them on <a href="https://www.facebook.com/40acts?fref=ts" target="_blank">facebook</a>, follow on <a href="https://twitter.com/40acts" target="_blank">twitter</a>, <a href="http://www.pinterest.com/stewardshipuk/40acts/" target="_blank">pinterest</a> or <a href="http://instagram.com/40acts" target="_blank">instagram</a>, or sign up to their <a href="https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL7bNBpUWYzeDeGTqhamyV3uBu090Ag_Zy" target="_blank">youtube channel</a>) and encouraging as loads of people are doing it all over the country (maybe the world?!). </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But imagine that the weight is life. Sometimes I just feel very weak. Sometimes I feel like I am getting weaker the older I get - especially when I am surrounded by people who have deep needs. I don't always know how to help, how to support, how to be like Jesus, how to encourage. Sometimes I feel like my resources are limited or non-existent. It doesn't take much to deplete my stocks!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Recently I have been really struck by how I want my life to count! I want to be doing what God has created me to do...and not being sure if I am in fact doing that. Sometimes I just feel a bit lost and like I'm drifting through life not necessarily living in the fullness that is mine through Christ. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So much of the time I can base my life on what I can do. I forget that I serve a God who is MASSIVE! He can do way more. You see Gideon was a nobody and yet God used him to defeat his enemies and establish peace. I serve that same God who can use me when I feel very weak and like I've got nothing to give. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I spent the beginning of the week in London, just enjoying a slower pace of life. My family came to visit on Wednesday and we had a lovely day playing crazy golf, having lunch, shopping and just catching up. Loved it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I used to work with Jon, Bethan and Rhiannon when I was in Aberystwyth - we hadn't seen each other since April/May so it was great to have a catch up. Jon cooked AMAZING steak and we managed to break a number of his glasses...it was an eventful evening. </span></div>
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