Blast Flickr for limiting the number of pictures I can upload in a month. I'm switching to Google.

Title pretty much says it.

Facebook photoblog entry in the interim whilst I switch from Flickr to Google.

Cheers,
Brad

Busy.

So, school is in full swing. there is a lot of work to be done, especially homework. Especially by me, who has never read a page of Shakespeare in mine life.

Choir is still fun.

Played an open mic/talent show, forgot the words. Oh, well.

Birthday party. Paul, it was fun. And I'll clean your kitchen anytime.

Battery charger for camera not the correct voltage. Which is why there are no pictures accompanying this post.

Church this after noon. If was good.

Gotta go.

Bye.

Adventures

Classes started on Monday for the school (except there was snow, so no one actually went to school). I, on the other hand, don't have class until Tuesday, so I started a only a couple days ago. I had "British Society" in the morning (in which we reviewed the fact the there really isn't a British culture anymore, because of the number of immigrants). "Perspectives on Shakespeare" is gonna be a lot of fun, and "Reading 20th Cen. Literature" is going to be full of very heady discussion. Then the next day (Wed) I only had one class, which'll be brilliant. Analyzing Performance. We go to plays, and talk about plays, and put on little plays, etc... The guy who's leading the seminar is very fun.

I sat next to a girl named Katie on Thursday before the bus tour, and through a fluke scheduling occurrence (which was actually something along the lines of a no-else-wanted-to-go-have-fun occurrence) we hung out and discovered we had a few things in common, including a ravenous desire to find and attack a piano keyboard. We found an absolutely horrid one in the basement at the school which, (according to the department guy who tried to run us off) is the only piano they've got. Later, we went to her grandmum's (she's a very sweet old lady) place in South Kensington. Katie and I went on an adventure, the name of which I shall not utter here. In the common tongue it reads, "...and they went to a high place overlooking the city, and there did take many pictures."

In my own questing for a piano I ran across a guy who held me hostage (even though I was late for class) and made me listen to him plead his case for me to join his choir. I consented to show up on Thursday, which was how I found myself in a choir practice at 6 of the clock last night. What I can't figure out is why no one ever suggested this to me before. Actually I take that back. I think Mr. Hanson, my erstwhile guitar teacher mentioned it off-handedly, once. But that one person notwithstanding, why have I not ever been in a choir before? It was an amazingly good time. Afterwards, we all went to the Metro (a little pub next to the tube station for the school) and I got to meet a whole load of really fun people.

The weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful, and since we've no place to go...

So, it snowed last night. It really did a number on London public works. The next morning, the roads, the tubes, the bus, and the school were all closed due to "extraordinary travel situations".

Supposedly I start school tomorrow, but if it snows again, I'm not sure if there will BE school at all.

I've been slow cooking a savory stew all day long, and I'm about to get a bite, so I'll cut this one short.

Cheers,
Brad

Hillsong

Just got back from church. WOW.


Wow. Wow. Wow. Wow. Wow. Wow.


Haven't been to church this exciting in a long long time.
They've got it in the Dominion theater, where does play the Rock Musical about Freddy Mercury called 'We will rock you."


Guest speaker Sy Rogers brought a hard hitting yet insightful message on the character of God:

• He's Mysterious. On purpose. He has to be found, and in order to find Him, we've got to look. "He's not all tied up in His own insecurities, 'Oh, no, if I don't put lots of fireworks in the the sky with my name on them, they might not believe I exist!'"


• His thought's and ways are higher than ours. Deal with it. God can be completely unpredictable and as C.s. Lewis put it, "wild". "He's got crazy animals with eyes all over them, sitting next to his throne. What're they doing there?" But just because we can't understand Him, doesn't mean we can't trust Him. We can know that God has our best interests at heart (though it might not feel like it) and we can trust that His character is Good.


• God is to Blame. God allows bad things to happen. He allows good things to happen. Sometimes he gives us a house and then lets it burn down next week.


• But God is responsible. God put us here, he allows us to make bad choices, he allows other people to make other bad choices. But God's said, "Look, I don't want to be right about you being wrong, so I'm just going to take the blame on myself, and let you off because I love you, and I want you back.

I really, really enjoyed the worship, and I can't wait to take my family (and anyone else who'd like to come). I've got the email for a small group nearby, so I'm gonna see if I can get plugged in there.


Off to find some food.


Cheers,
Brad