The Rest is Still Unwritten…

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My Grace Space March 25, 2008

Filed under: Uncategorized — judehill @ 9:27 pm

I pretty much hate teachers at this time of year.  Yes, I am fully aware of the irrationality of that but the fact is that they do get a ridiculously nice amount of holidays.  It is a source of much bitterness for me – especially when I got only one little single day off for Easter!!

But now that I’ve got that moan out of my system I have to admit that I’ve had a really special Easter…Basically I’ve been reminded of the value of just being…of reflecting, of chilling out and sitting at Jesus’ feet.

I haven’t blogged for a while – I’ve barely been able to figure out my own thoughts, let alone try to express them here.  I guess I’d been letting fear sink me quite a lot…and freaking out that I’d never be ready for the stuff I feel God is calling me too.  My confidence had taken a dip…I was feeling strangely unexcited about my own passions.  I badly needed to sit in His presence and it took someone else to point that out to me.

And so this Easter I rediscovered that Jesus has provided me with a grace space…that place to come and lay it all down…that place where I can be myself and it’s all ok…that place where I’m re-inspired, reassured and revived…that place where it’s just Him and me and where I can say thanks and sorry and I love You.

 

Goodbyes March 8, 2008

Filed under: Uncategorized — judehill @ 11:25 pm

When I first started to work in Cookstown three years ago – or maybe that was four? -I wasn’t convinced…I was freelancing at the time and it was fine - but that was about as far as I’d have gone…

Now three/four years on I’m leaving – in fact I read my last bulletin from out little news studio on Friday  – and it’s this really emotional thing!  I haven’t left my job or anything, I’ve just been re-located to our station in Ballymena.  But I leave behind a group of work colleagues who’ve become my friends.  Somewhere along the line I’ve become really attached to them and the workplace they made it - and I just hadn’t anticipated feeling so tearful in walking away.

Driving home with big tears in my eyes I prayed for each of those guys – some of whom have made a really big impression on my life.  I’m hoping the ‘keep in touch’ comments can actually be achieved…