Christmas Time!

May the Lord bless you at this time of year.

 May you feel the true joy of , Jesus Christs birth.

Let us join together and praise

And living Savior

The best gift of all.

Star Wars

So guys..... today I watched the new Star Wars.

 Now I'm going ti kill it for you all.

*laughs evilly*

No i wont kill it but be prepared from so old people, like heaps of new ones. Basically no romance, well apart from my favorite line, "You still drive me crazy" A plot that was so different from what
I expected that's full of red and blue flying things ( :-p )

Now all I want to know is what comes next....

goes away crying......

all the Jedi are dying...

will they ever return

Will bad become normal

All the good guys will be gone

What will we do

Come on

I need to know

When the next film 

Is coming out

OR I WILL DIE!!!

JH

21-12-=15

It feels like Christmas when...

For all of us there is that certain moment in December that makes it feel like Christmas. 

For me its singing carols. The moment when you hear those rich words of a good old carol and your heart just begins to sing. Voice rising above the worldly fancy's of the season. A voice that proclaims the blessedness of the birth of a Savior.

Christmas is truly about the gift of a Savior. For many of us we give gifts to each other; our family and friends. Yet sometime I believe that in the misted of all the gift giving we forgot to proclaim the real gift of the season. A gift that not only the world around us needs, but also those who already know about this blessed gift we have been given.

 

Take time this year to enjoy the best gift of the season. To talk about what if means to you. Share what really is that moment that makes it feel like Christmas to you. Yet most of all join your voices in praise as a thank you to our God. For without Him we wouldn't be blessed with this so great a gift .

Praise

Its not very often when a sermon speaks to you in such a way that you feel compelled to write a poem. A few weeks back we had a sermon on Lords Day 9. LD 9 is very beautifully written especially the last two lines. Its really a confession. 

Enjoy

Almighty God so high above

Stooped down to earth

For us bellow

So praise the Lord

The Almighty Lord

For showing goodness

To us all

Giving Grace to us once more

Almighty God

O giver of life

How can we not praise you

Praise you enough we can’t

Power to create

To create every cell

To bring life to earth

Providing for it all

The Almighty God

Directs it all

Safe we are forever

Nothing can change His mind

Nothing at all

Praise the Almighty God

Praise our deliverer

Evermore and evermore

Great and mighty deeds

Never ending for we know

That this Almighty God

Will never die at all

Almighty Powerful God

Speak and we know your power

For all obey your voice

So let us praise our God

Our Amazing Almighty God

Forever and ever we will praise

Praise you till our death

For we are your servants

Praising you our God

Almighty God I praise you

Praise you for all you’ve done

Praise you for you love

I love to praise your name

Praise you for your strength

For your beauty my Saviour

It is my greatest pleasure

Let this pleasure never waver

O Almighty God

I trust you for I know

You will provide for me

Always love to praise you with

For you are Almighty God

With your help

I will reject idols

The idols of this world

Thank you Almighty God

Who helps me through this all

I will praise you O My Lord

Forevermore and evermore

JH

22-11-15

Lord’s Day 9

Q. What do you believe when you say,

“I believe in God, the Father almighty,

creator of heaven and earth”?

A. That the eternal Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,

who out of nothing created heaven and earth

and everything in them,

who still upholds and rules them

by his eternal counsel and providence,

is my God and Father

because of Christ the Son.

I trust God so much that I do not doubt

he will provide

whatever I need

for body and soul,

and will turn to my good

whatever adversity he sends upon me

in this sad world.

             God is able to do this because he is almighty God                 and desires to do this because he is a faithful Father.

Let us join together and praise our Almighty Father forevermore

My Graduation

9-12-15
A special day for me, the day I graduated from my study.
Some of you were asking for pictures, so here is a bunch alone with my wee speech.

Morning tea with little cousin and the sweetest girl ever

This is fun goes baby girlly

Presentation time 

Flowers!!!

Speech

For as long as I can remember, I have loved children. Back in November 2014 I made up my mind with a path of action. I was going to take the PORSE nanny internship. After a 6 month “gap year” I stepped out into the unknown world of study.

Over these past 21 weeks a new world has been opened to me. One in which I have enjoyed to the max. Through completing my Level 3 National Certificate in Early Childhood Education and Care, I have learnt far more than I ever thought possible. I have come to look at wee little Children in a different way than before. To see everything they do as learning and growing, to be able, through observations and planning to help children grow in all areas through planned play. To help them to grow up as competent and confident learners and communicators, healthy in mind, body and spirit, secure in their sense of belonging and the knowledge that they make a valued contribution to society. Using the principles, strands and goals of the Te Whaariki as an aid in doing this. I feel great joy and achievement as I watch a child learn and grow in leaps and bounds through expanding on their loves. 

Along with observation and planning comes brain development, a topic that grabbed me right from the start. This topic is for me a base behind planning and observations, so that I can plan in a way to continue to grow children’s minds, not only with skills and good memories, but also with new words and facts.

Through this all I have been blessed  to “work” beside some amazing people;  my three classmates that kept Wednesday mornings lively, Vicky who always was there to help us with our books, Marcia who worked quietly behind it all, Susan and her lovely visits  once a month. But especially the beautiful family who opened there doors to me as a nanny intern, by making me feel at home right from the start and  giving me the wonderful chance of caring for their daughter, who, while I watched, changed from her little girly 2 ½ self into a big 3 year old girl. The support that they you gave is amazing. Especially (you) Laurian as whenever I had an assessment that involved your family, you made me do it to my max. You expected a lot from me and I thrived from it. Thank you!

Thank you also to Vicky Marcia, Susan and PORSE in general for your amazing work and support that you have given so that I could fulfil a dream. Thank you so much.

Me and the little girl I look after + her mother.

Lets go for a run

Me and my three classmates

Us interns and our families that we worked with

(The ones that could make it)

Bubbles...yes I need bubbles

Proud girl

Lets blow them together

Special lunch

Proud grandparents 

Enjoy!

Dark woods (5)

Dearest Daddy

The wee girl whispered

I want to thank you

But how do I 

Thank a Daddy like you

When I cried

You were there

When I needed help

You gave it

You told me to wait

So I did

And you answered me

Lead me to this place

A place of light

Away from dark woods

You never left me

Yet you could have

But no you loved me always

In the dark woods

When I felt so lost

You loved me

When I was lost

In the dark times

I love you my Daddy

I will praise you my Daddy

For you gave me your map

And lead me out

Out to the peace

Out to the light once more

I love you my Daddy

When into my heart you whisper

When you hold my hand

I may be little Daddy

But my feelings are big

Yet you are bigger than them

I love your safe arms

That are a comfort to me

I’m going to sing

I’m going to dance

For you my Daddy

Because you saw me

You helped me

You were there for me

When I cried

I am small

But big I will become

Even when I’m big Daddy

I will dance and sing

For you are the one

Who deserves my praise

You are the one

Who made me feel loved

When I was alone

Darkness isn’t dark Daddy

When I’m with you

Because you are my Daddy

You gave light to me

I love you my Daddy

Forever and ever

I will sing and dance

For you

JH

4-12-15

I think for all of us we can relate. We have all gone through those dark woods of life. What our reaction to those times will differ, but I hope that as you have read through these 5 poems that you may see the importance of praising God in the hard times as well. We all remember that we need to trust...though most of us find it hard to. For me praising was not something I had really thought about until lately.. When God my precious Savior brought it to my attention, through Bible readings, Family devotions and sermons. I have to say the Lord has His ways of bringing things across to us. Lets us show Him our love form Him by praising Him at all times.

May God bless you. 

Dark woods (4)

Days came and went 

As the little girl walked

Walked through the dark woods

Yet light was beginning to appear

The woods weren’t so dark

As she followed the map

With her dear Daddy's help

The woods become lighter

Lighter each step of the way

Daddy she smiled

As she looked in His eyes

I love you so much...

For you never leave me

You whisper to my heart

You know everything

And a map and guide you’ve given

All because you love me

I love you my Daddy

She cried to the sky

Arms in the air

As she danced out her joy

You’re leading me out

For light I see

A light that grows

Day by day

A light that I know

My dearest Daddy

Will one day be

All I can see

I love you forever Daddy

JH

1-12-15

With our Daddy the end will come in sight if we follow His guidance and wait patiently in Him. It will not be a sudden thing but a growing light

Dark woods (3)

Asleep the little girl was

Safe in her Daddy’s arms

Though the woods around

Is dark and scary

Sleep the little girl did

Not a care did she have

For she was safe

Safe in her Daddy’s arms

She stirred and awakened

Got up and stretched

Thank you Daddy she whispered

For staying with me always

Into her heart

Her father whispered back

I love you my precious child

The little girl reached up

Her hand once more

This time a hand she didn’t meet

Instead her dear Daddy

Gave her a gift

A map out of the dark woods

Thank you Daddy she beamed

You are the best Daddy ever

Her father reached down

Taking her hand

Together they read the map

Some parts were easy to understand

Others weren’t so

But always her Daddy

Was there to help her

Showing her what the map meant

So together they walked

Hand in hand with each other

Through the dark woods

Map always near

To guide the way through.

JH

21-11-15

Dark woods (2)

In the dark woods

The little girl walked

Hand in hand with her Daddy

Slowly a voice

From inside her swelled

Soon a song of praise

She sang out loud and clear

"Lost in the woods

But safe all the same

In my dear Daddy's arms

Thank you my Daddy

Ever precious Daddy

For never leaving me

On days like these

Always near you are

To comfort and to help

I love you my Daddy

Forever and ever

I love the way

You hold my hand

Telling me to wait

That in due time 

You will show me the way

You saved me from

Being scared all day

You saved me from the dark woods

Never will I have to fear

That I will be here forever

For you dear Daddy

Made me a promise

When I first became your child

A promise that said

You will never leave me

That you will always be near

I love you my Daddy

For all that you've done

I will praise you

My whole life through"

JH

21-11-15

I hope you enjoy the carry on from the last one. My aim is to write three more as type of a story.  :-)

The 1st one you may have noticed is about our great caring father. This one about praising Him through life's storms.

The next ones you will have to wait and see.

Dark woods

Lost in the woods

The very dark woods

Lost and lonely the little girl felt

Daddy! she cried

As she reached out her hand

Show me a way out quick

Her father reached down

Taking hold of her hand

He whispered into her heart

In due time my child

I will lead you out

But for now fix your eyes upon me

So the girl looked up

As he held her hand

Saying, Daddy!

Just don't let go of me

You are bigger and wiser

Than everyone else

So help me to trust you always

As she walked through

That very dark woods

She felt safe and cared for

As her trust grew and grew

In her Daddy who knew

So much more than she ever would

JH

17-11-15

I hope you get the imagery of it. :-)

Hello

Hello there, 

I feel quite lazy and can't think what to post. Then I though maybe I should just say how special you guys are to me and how much I miss you. I don't think you can ever fully explain in word the treasure that friends are and how dear they are. How they can just say one word and it fixes life, making you laugh until you die from laughter. Sometimes I just have to think of something to say to one of you guys and I can see your whole face and the laughter in it.

So don't forget how special you are.

And just so you know......ITS LIKE JUST OVER A MONTH TO CHRISTMAS!

Then its new year.....2016 scary I know.

But I better fly and do some things that need to be done this year, NOT NEXT.

A lazy life

Another day has passed

As slowly as the last

With weather fine and cherry

To bring a spring

To our days

The list of things 

That grows and grows

Never seeming to shrink a bit

Thinking thinking

Is done all day

But never any move is made

Lazy life

Late nights

Sleep needed

So of I go

JH

Prayer

Today I want to take you on a journey. The beautiful journey of prayer;  A journey that through my telling, I pray that you will be encouraged.

  Pray is not easy, I speak from experience. I look back at my life 4 or 5 years ago and remember how i would pray the same thing every evening. It was just part of routine. It wasn’t really prayer, just some words that were becoming tradition to me.

It was about this time that a cousin of mine left the faith. I wasn’t close top this cousin at all, but while I watched the family around me grieve, I began to pray. Really pray I mean. I remember how every night I would pray begging God that this cousin would repent, begging so hard that I would cry. As the month went by it got harder and harder to continue to pray, but what kept me going was the truth that I had come to realize, that prayer is not just something we do because it’s asked of us, but that is a conversation with Him and that it comes out of our love for Him, just like talking nonstop with our best friend. So should our prayer life should be. Still it was hard because pray is not this easy conversation, for we have to wait for the answers and in this case it took months

  Pray is hard but rewarding as I found out. After 8 months of constant praying and begging God changed this cousin’s heart. It was the first little step that they took, but it was the best answer to prayer ever. For me it took prayer to that next stage for me, from hard to not quite so hard.

  Over the years I look back and thank the Lord for that time. For showing me what prayer really is. That even though it’s hard and at times painful and full of longing for a better life. It’s the thing that helps to bring peace and gives me patience as I wait for many answers.

At one time I had nothing to pray for, but then I opened my eyes and heart to those who have become my closes of friends. Through then I have a prayer list to long to count. From trials that they are facing to salvation for those that are dear to them. From wisdom to justice to be done. For health to good exam results and this list goes on and on. Not a day goes passed without me hearing of somebody new that needs prayer. Not a day when I’m not praying silently most of the time for those who are struggling. Not a day when I regret the power and blessing that prayer is. Not a day when I’m not praying for the peace of Jerusalem. 

Prayer hasn’t only changed my life but the lives of many Just by them knowing that I am praying for them to the answered prayers in due time. 

I ask you dear reader to be open to those who need prayer. There are far too many people out there to count that needs it. Over the past 2 weeks I know 3 people who are in hospital for major health reasons or illness. Three families grieving over the death of loved ones and too many people to count that are struggling each day to carry on. The fight for justice for many more. Yet don’t forget that prayer is also for rejoicing in those whose families are growing whether through babies or marriage.  

So be open and ready to pray. Grow in your prayer life by first of all praying for your needs and then those of others. Feel the true power of prayer. Keep it up even when it feels like it’s going nowhere. Keep a prayer log book that you can look back at years later and see the Lords great providence in the prayers that have been answered. But most of all remember that prayer is the communication of two friends the friends ship of Daughter/son and their heavenly Father. 

Prayer is hard but rewarding in the end!

Pray for the peace of Jerusalem:

“May they prosper who love you.

“May peace be within your walls,

And prosperity within your palaces.”

 For the sake of my brothers and my friends,

I will now say, “May peace be within you.”

Psalm 122:6-8

pockets

I love this one that I wrote like forever ago. 

I was reminded of it again when I saw a policeman down the road and just had to post it.

 I have to say its a very powerful sound.

 The sound of a policeman's pocket opening.

Policeman's Pockets

Velcro pockets, O that tearing sound.

The sound of policeman's pockets opening.

Full of stuff,

O that stuff;

Handcuffs, torches,

Pads and pens.

Full of wondrous stuff.

JH

Visited a day care yesterday and this was on the wall. I thought it was so cute. Plus I saw lost of hugs. Some people just know how to make kids feel loved. 

I had to laugh though because it sounds like good advice when looking after kids because hugs fix everything.

Traffic

So I was diving to work on Thursday and it was cool traffic is good...Wait maybe not. How nice an accident. It took me 1.5 hours to get to work. I was sick of driving at snails pass by then. On the way home is was looking forward to a nice drive. I worked until 6 so traffic would be pretty light, but alas and alack there just had to be another accident. So after driving 3 hours like a snail in total I was about to explode. As you can imagine, so please crazy people drive like humans.

Traffic

Lovely traffic

Or maybe just not

Do you know how fun

O how fun it is

To drive 30km

At 20km an hour

Traffic 

O traffic

Really nothing can say

How much I love you

You make me feel 

Like a slow slow snail

O what fun

For I have always

Wanted to be

A snail

A wee snail

Crawling of to work

I think its time

People drove right

Not crashing and making

O making me a snail.

I think I would rather

Not be a snail 

Unless you want

To be one to.

JH

Summers coming

A little blab about the weather lately.

 Beautiful weather I would have to say.

Sky, O sky

So blue so beautiful

Not a cloud 

My eyes can see

O sky 

What blueness

Blue to the very edge

The shy so blue

The wind so soft

The sun upon my back

Sun, O sun

What bliss to feel

Feel that heat of yours

Upon my head

Upon my arms

Warming me

To my very bones

How I love

That summers coming

JH

20-10-15

Life

Its been a while since I talked about life.

Its not something I am very good at I would have to say. For it goes by to quickly and there is never enough time to write about it.

At the moment I am almost finished study (PORSE nanny internship) Very scary in a way. I am loving it to pieces and finding it far easier than I though. You would have to be pretty dumb to not get it. So I have like 6 weeks left of books. Fun, fun, fun, it will be good that they are all done but kinda sad to, as they are a lot of fun. (Even when you can't spell anything, health and safety are the worst) I have learnt a lot and refreshed my mind just as much also. The practical side of it (21 hours of in-home work with a family) Is just the best. Like there can be nothing better than a cute (well most of the time cute) kid. I look after a little girl who is very nearly 3. Its amazing how much she has grown since I stated back in July. She has turned into a little girl before my eyes. She loves dressing up and dancing, but best of all has quite a sense of humor and goes crazy at times with it. Just like me. She has started being a copy cat, (Cuteness attack) We were eating afternoon tea yesterday and whatever I picked up to eat she would eat and when ever I had a drink she would do the same. Sweet girl she is. They are going away for 5 weeks soon and I am going to miss her to much

Anyway...before I boar (Wrong boar I'm sure...but hey its spelled right) you I will talk about other things.

Over the weekend I went up to Whanganui with the family for a friends 18th. So much fun!!!

Now I better start at the beginning. So we left late Saturday morning after my big sister had opened her birthday prezzies. I got to drive :-) because Dada had massive sinus headache and Mum don't dive distant. So I got to try and not kill everybody driving a beast of a van stuffed full of people and stuff. (Mum always takes sooooo much stuff) all the way to Bulls (then Dad drove) We got there in one piece after I made everything fly at the end of our street by not applying the brakes not soon enough; Me bad! So we arrived mid afternoon after I had sushi for lunch..yum, yum..and did the stranded things you do when you arrive at a destination. After diner it was party time. And this was not any party...it was a (English Country) Dance party. So basically I got to do what I love and dance the night away. Having loads of fun just dancing away with a butch of people that I didn't know (well most of them) Trying to hold conversations with some of them was horribly hilarious, but others was like people tell me I talk to much. I am not bad at all. So after a lot of fun I was time to head back and sleep...one thing I can never do after a Dance. But I did get there in the end. Sunday was Sunday you don't need to know anything about that. Well maybe the fact that us girls talked about guys.....wait you didn't need to know that at all. Monday we headed home after saying goodbye to every man and his dog it felt. I slept most of the way home. So good that stuff is.

So good that it reminds me I need it right now

So I will have to go,

So long

Farewell 

Dear reader,

Come back

I say!

Do it soon

For I will be,

Posting more stuff

For you to see

JH

:-)

:)

Creaking

O creaking.

What is that noise.

The door moves

The noise ceases!

But wait!!!

Who is that creature

A villain in disguise

Who made the door move

With such dreadful creaking?

I look again,

But nothing I see

Then realisation hits me.

The wind.

O the wind!

What a mysterious creature you are

Whistling along

Making things creaky

Never ceasing

In your sneaky play.

A friend you are 

On a hot, hot day.

But then again

That sneaky visitor

Whistling down my hall.

JH

Compassion

Yes I'm just giving you an other sermon. 

But its something I know that we could all do with a reminder or a lesson.

Five phases that got me are;

ask your spouse, ask your kids (ask your siblings). 

Do they think you are compassionate?

Verbal abuse. 

Are you using verbal abuse...I suggest you look up the term

Knowledge puffs up. 

Are you just fulling yourself up on knowledge, does the word affect you and make you weep?

Domestic violence in the church

This happens because we have no compaction in the church

Having everything but love

We have everything but true love for God and others. So we can't even have compaction because it comes from God.

I pray that you may listen to this sermon. Ponder it and reflect.

Let this happen.

Search me, O God, and know my heart;

Try me and know my anxious thoughts;

 And see if there be any [n]hurtful way in me,

And lead me in the everlasting way.

Psalm 139:23-24

Let your heart be broken, let your heart be softened once more.

Character trait

I don't know about you, but I have always wanted to write a book. I'm just one of those people that does not seem to have the time for the sort.

The other day I wrote this poem as you could say a character in a book. The emotions that they would experience. 

I hope you enjoy it...

Victim

Standing alone

As a victim

Can anyone truly understand

Is the cry going out

A cry of

Abandoned once

abandoned always

Trust

How can I trust

When I feel abandoned so

So the victim cries

Never getting close

For fear of abandonment

Trust that never grows

The longing for love

But the fear to get close

The rather of being without

Than facing again abandonment

So the victim stands

Alone

So alone

 In pain she cries out

Yet those who stop to listen

Never understand

Will there

O will there

Ever be one

 who truly understands

So the cry goes out

Days turn into weeks

Weeks into months

But nobody seems

To care or notice

The ones supposed to be there

Never seem to care

They punish anger

Which really was a cry

Help me, I am a victim

For me to understand alone

So they cry

With every second breath

They feel like a shell

The real me killed

This is just my body

Living this lie

I can't help the way

I act toward you

This is not me

Just my shell

That was left behind

The wound is deep

They cry

O they cry

The wound is so deep

Anger and silence

Flashing out of a person

Who is just a shell

Trying to show

They are wounded inside

So punishment comes

The wound grows deeper

Until

Someone sees the real person

Someone breaks the pain

Send me that someone

The victim cries out

Before it's too late

Someone who sees who

I want to be

Who I really am

Not just this shell

Someone who brings joy

Joy and understanding

So great that the wound

May just begin to heal

A healing through great love

An understanding heart

To show that you are priceless

That abandonment won't come

So trust can build

It's self again

A relationship a new

So while the wound

Is still there

Joy and peace

Will shine through.

JH