As i rumble towards 2009 I'm stuck wandering if this year was largely a waste.
If my aim was to be in youth ministry... it was.
I had my chance on the second day of the year, but i turned it down (man that seems a long time ago!). Since, I've missed out, or passed, on jobs at Pittwater, Manly, Belrose and Narrabeen.
Instead i occupied my self with the following...
As the ministry bandwagon was leaving i jumped on as a Challenge Camp team leader, preached four times and spoke at IMPACT...
Ange and i both got new jobs. I'm strutting about as a finely tuned water meter reader and Ange strolls down the corso to work...
We've flirted with leaving Balgowlah, but returned to the nest... I went to Norm Gibbon's and John Faulkner's funerals and the ENGAGE conference...
Sarah and the Gibson's departed...
I got my green P's, was recertified as a first aider, lost a mobile phone, finished my Period of Discernment, won text-2-win five times, packed Lifeline hampers and saw Manly win the premiership...
Cecil was out of action four times, i changed three tyres and got three parking fines...
Dad had more surgery, I lost my Grandfather and gained a niece (who i got to hold yesterday... so cute!)...
Did i mention i set up a blog???
A wasted year? Perhaps not a total waste.
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