7 jours avant de mon anniv.

Trotting cautiously down the steep steps leading to the front door of my Sydney home, it is a typical early spring evening. The sun has long gone, & there are clouds in the sky - but it's still a winsome time of day & year.
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I could quite happily live where I live all my life, & never leave this reasonably comfortable city - let alone my country.

But if the Sovereign King calls this little clay-jar* daughter, His weak**, feeble & less-than-godly shepherdess, to serve foreign flocks in a foreign nation - some time before the end of her life..will she not go?

And if her Father calls her, will she go with the blessing & support of her family or fellow Servants in the Kingdom?

L/T.


*
2 COR. 4:7ff

**
2 COR. 12:9ff

3e jour du printemps

Attended what must be one of the last school concerts for former students now getting ready for HSC performances & examinations (on this, the 3rd day of Australian springtime).

Time to let go.

Time to move on.

Time to start closing the door on a somewhat poignant half-decade.

What doors is God now opening..?
Only time will tell.

L/T.


P.S. Same school as that mentioned in this recent post.