Thursday, 11 December 2008
here i'm refering to gabriel agbonglahor (or however you spell it). for those of you who don't know who he is he's a footballer and he's flipping lightning. i used to tell villa fans, or anyone else who would care to listen that he was crap. but he's turned into one heck of a footballer and fully deserved his england cap the other week.
anyway the reason i'm talking about villa players with stupid names is that the mighty gills are playing villa in the fa cup 3rd round and im so excited i could pee at seeing how those brummies handle a trip to a packed to the rafters, rocking priestfield!
i was walking home the other day. i'd just crossed the road on me way to somerfield to buy bog roll. and some woman was shouting at her daughter who was probably about 3 or 4. i couldn't believe the language this woman was using. as she screamed 'f*ck you!' straight at this poor girls face i thought about what the girl must be feeling. and what a crappy world we live in. as i was waiting to pay for my andrex i genuinely nearly cried. how can we treat each other like this?! aaaaaagh! it was horrible. maybe she was a terrible mum? maybe she's a great mum who's been ran ragged by a little terror all afternoon and the outburst was completely uncharacteristic? either way that moment of anger was just horrible.
on the same walk home i bumped into colin. an old fella i vaguely know from church stuff in gillingham. a really pleasant chirpy bloke. he'd been christmas shopping and clearly enjoyed showing me what he'd bought for various people. he'd put real thought into his gifts and his goal was clearly just to make whoever got them happy. a few weeks earlier i'd shared a train back from london with colin and he'd given me a flipping lovely pot of jam that he'd been given by the friend he'd visited.
maybe the world isn't always crappy after all?
shouting, fighting, kindness, anger, joy, laughter, bitterness, peace, hatred, love, jam......
it's all in there
Tuesday, 18 November 2008
..........so he's probably reported to training with a nasty shaving rash this week.
spurs got beat 2-1 by fulham at the weekend with their ever generous goalkeeper gomes gifting fulham the softest of goals whilst trying the extremely difficult skill of catching.
in recent weeks spurs have played with a togetherness and confidence that has brought me such joy. darren bent can't stop scoring. luka moderate is now luka magic. but gomes is shit. he looks nervous and instead of filling hs team mates with confidence he has them filling their pants.
jesus tells us "Anyone who listens to my teaching and follows it is wise, like a person who builds a house on solid rock. Though the rain comes in torrents and the floodwaters rise and the winds beat against that house, it won’t collapse because it is built on bedrock. But anyone who hears my teaching and doesn’t obey it is foolish, like a person who builds a house on sand. When the rains and floods come and the winds beat against that house, it will collapse with a mighty crash."
we can go to church. we can go to prayer meetings. we can put our change in the charity box. we can smile and be nice. we can wear beige.
but if we don't have jesus as our rock, our refuge, our base, our inspiration, our energy, our foundation, to the point where our 'house', our life, our world, would collapse without him we need to maybe think about re-location..........or a new goalkeeper.
you might say:
"i do follow jesus' teachings. i love my neighbour. i pray. i give."
fantastic. keep doing these things. but jesus also teaches other things. more difficult, harder things;
love those who really piss you off, abuse you, attack you, gossip about you, hate you.
and pray for them.
don't judge others. even skanky arsenal fans.
forgive others. whatever they have done.
love jesus more than our own family, more than our own life.
go and tell people about jesus, who he is and what he's done. tell everyone. everywhere.
challenging stuff. i don't do this. i try to. and i'm going to keep on trying......................
Sunday, 26 October 2008
for years i was a guinness man, but recently i've turned from the usually hideously priced, but oh so satisfying black stuff to real ale.
laurie (my best friend, girlfriend, soul mate) has just left after a weekend visit. we see each other about every 2 weeks. it sucks like a dyson. she left. i was sad. i sat down at my computer. i felt like blogging...........i couldn't think of anything to write.....so i went down the co-op and bought 2 bottles of old speckled hen. flipping good beer.
so many blogs are just people moaning and i don't want this to be like that. my weekend was fab..... for a start SPURS WON A MATCH!!!!!!!!!!!!can't flipping wait to see all the action on match of the day 2 later...... and i think harry redknapp is the perfect appointment for us. gills also won so football wise top weekend!
8.55 on saturday morning, me and the beautiful laurie were on our way to london. tube to camden, bought a banana and a pear, then a short walk and we were there, london zoo! we were both very excited and skipped most of the way to see the giraffes (laurie's favourite). isn't God creative!!!!!! the zoo was ace. so many wonderful animals; giraffes, lions, tigers, zebras, monkeys, snakes, arsenal fans, bats, hunting dogs, gorillas and possibly strangest of all, okapis?! check out the picture!....it looks like a dog, a zebra, a horse, bugs bunny and martin keown were involved in a horrible high speed collision!
1.45 on saturday afternoon, me and the beautiful laurie were on our way from the zoo to camden market (via the zoo's gift shop of course, she bought me a lion notebook). we love being in camden. we wander. we natter. we eat falafel. we drink tea at the worlds greatest tea shop. one of us loves stopping at every stall to look at the earrings! haha. it's fab. isn't God creative!!!!!!!! so many different cultures, dress senses, personalities, faiths in this world and it seems to me each of them sends a representative to camden market. i love it.
i love my God, and learn lots about him through the bible and time spent in His presence. but i also learn so much about Him through people. through their smiles, generosity, boldness, individuality, sense of humour and patience to name but a few. okapis are great but us people are made in God's image. maybe not in outward appearance, i'm not sure if God has 2 arms, 2 legs and a head like me, you and Jesus do, but in character.
i love the fact that the creative genius who crafted this universe also created me. created okapis. created the many weird and wonderful people in camden. created all of us. how good is that?
joke to finish: (courtesy of laurie)
what do you call a man on your doorstep wth no arms and no legs?
Monday, 20 October 2008
so the weekend rolls round and it's the same old question.....
no, not why the flip did spurs dispose of 3 quality strikers and replace them with a confused russian (pavlyuchenko), a promising 11 year old (campbell) and 37 midfielders...
the question is:
Friday, 17 October 2008
"did you here about the 2 brooms who had a miracle baby?!?!?!"
"they hadn't even swept together! haha"
WHAT THE HELL DOES IT MEAN TO BE A CHRISTIAN?!?!
be a good person?
go to church?
be a judgemental idiot with your head up your own bum?
drive a volvo?
although alot of these arguments have more weight behind them than emile heskey, i don't think any of them completely answers the question.....
my idea of what a christian is or should be seems to change daily as i crash through life making mistake after mistake, everyday trying to figure out what it's all about!
"A Christian is someone who knows what Jesus has done for them and this truth governs their lives"
this is my opinion at this time (1.42am on a saturday morning)
am i way off the mark?
i'm not entirely sure myself but i'd love for people to comment if only to prove i haven't wasted the last half hour of my life.
i'm also a spurs fan so if you want to leave a comment just to mock me your probably never gonna get a better chance!