I knew that I had not blogged in a long time when I saw how far down the list my name was on our very precious footboot site. I just want to clarify that I am not cheating on you all with facebook. I can’t even get my facebook picture to stand in the right direction and I can’t really be bothered trying. Although I am loving scrabulous. Thanks to all my scrabulous pals.  

So yes have not blogged in a bit because life is busy here in Melbourne City. Urban Seed is doing a mission exposure thing. It is really great. I can engage afresh in the work I/we do, by sharing it with four really beautiful girls who have come to stay with us in our apartments for a week and hang out with us at Credo Cafe. It is great because Urban Seed has organised workshoppy things for them to do so we are talking faith journeys and bible and non violence and what does it all mean in the context of our lives. Yeah baby confuse and excite me with so many questions and so few answers. Inspire me to live with social justice Jesus eyes even though the cross is not a couch for us to sit on.  

DO NOT RELAX

You could destroy capitalism

I am sure a lot of people watched the Chaser tonight, given it was the night Bin Laden arrived at APEC. For those that missed it I will tell you about a smaller skit. There was a rather funny performance based around the totally unjust way that China treats its citizens. China executes more of their people than any other country and then after the execution they send a bill to the families for the cost of the bullets. Can you believe that? What the Chaser decided to do to draw attention to this situation is - they went to the embassy here in Australia and told the workers there that they were going to execute the president of China (I don’t know his name) and in keeping with tradition could they please have a cheque for the cost of the bullets. The workers were like ”is this a joke.” I felt like screaming I wish it was a joke but it actually is pretty serious.

I had a really nice weekend back at Sydney, catching up with my friends and family and being back in the city I know so well. Thanks everyone for being such fantastic people. I understand that our community has gone through some changes in the last couple of months and that in the future we are going to see more changes but I hope that we will always find ways to love and care for each other. You are all really important to me. God bless you.

I was thinking today how lucky I am. 

I have a birth father, Tony, who although can be rather irresponsible is a really interesting person and is great to talk to. He has been there for me in many of my dark hours, not only as a father but as a friend. He has given me lots of laughs and lots of hugs. I know how much he loves me and how proud of me he is. 

I have a step father, Keith, who has given me a lot of much needed encouragement in the last couple of years. He gave of his time, to listen and hang out with me. He gave of his space letting me live in his house for virtually nothing. He also has heaps of really cool CD’s and he introduced me to some great musicians. I know that he loves me and I am grateful. I do not think all step daughters get to say that in this world. 

Then I have a father God, who knows my fear, my pride, my lust for that I should deny, my lies and my betrayals and yet he loves me intimately and unconditionally and provides for me in ways I can not explain.

Thank you today to all my fathers. I am so very blessed to have all of you.       

I handed in my first two assignments to ACU Melbourne yesterday. It was a really satisfying feeling. It has all gone now though as I sit here and struggle through some really complicated stuff about Nietszche and Foucault and authority and literary technique. Thanks Mum for the articles you sent. They are helping but I am tired and a bit confused. God, please clear my head for tomorrow’s go at it. I think I will go up to the state library. You can’t borrow books from there so people study in this big dome room. Sometimes it is easier to be productive when you are surrounded by other people being productive, or atleast appearing to be so.