Bringing Memories to Life

Since I got back I've noticed slight changes in my tastes and attitudes towards food. After having fasted for the first time on DTS I've continued that discipline. I've noticed that I no longer like marmite as much as I did before I left, and I don't like vegemite as much as I did when I was away. I love having fruit around the house (not bought by me!) all the time and have rediscovered my love for yoghurt.

Diet seems so connected with community, lifestyle and weather. I know that my Friday night (at youth club) diet is far worse than my diet the rest of the week. I know that I'm more likely to eat a proper lunch at a sensible time if I'm eating with others.

So, in all this thinking about food and how it is such a bit part of being somewhere, I started to miss Mi Goreng noodles. I didn't eat them that much in Australia, but they were an ongoing joke and I ate them when they were there. So today I went into the Chinese/Asian supermarket in town on a Mi Goreng hunt.

As I walked in I saw what looked like packets of instant noodles on one of the aisles, so I went down there but...no Mi Goreng. However, I picked up a packet and realised that these weren't the dried noodles so there was still hope. I moved along to the next aisle and my heart leaped...but alas, it was a similarly packaged brand of instant noodles called 'Maggi'. Determined, I stood and carefully considered each shelf, not wanting to miss what I was looking for. Then, there on the bottom shelf at the right hand side was the Mi Goreng! They sold 3 flavours (I chose Original, as always) and they were only 20p each. I bought 2 packets.

So I had Mi Goreng for lunch and it was good. It reminded me of weekends in Townsville. I was disappointed though because I didn't have any dried onions with my seasoning, and that was my favourite thing about these noodles. I'm hoping that this is just a rubbish batch, not par for the course for Mi Goreng for export to Europe.

Step by step

I'm not actually sure who'll be reading my blog now that I've got home (the idea was pretty much to keep in touch) but just incase anyone still is, and for myself, I'll continue for the time being.

The last couple of weeks have been ok. This job hunting thing is pretty new to me, I've always just got a job with my parents before and applied for jobs as and when. I'm working with my parents for a couple of weeks (on the shop floor this time, counting out parts for assembly, so different!) but that ends at the middle of this month.

I've spoken to my vicar about increasing my involvement with church and there's a couple of new projects for me to get involved in, which is pretty exciting. I'm looking for part time work to go along with that - hopefully as a teaching assistant because I think I'd really enjoy it and I'd get school holidays.

Not a terribly exciting post I'm afraid. If you're reading this and you're a praying kinda person, prayers would be appreciated for:

The right job
Patience
Ability to hear God's voice
And as always, much thankfulness for His great goodness, especially that I'm so much calmer in myself since I got back than before I left, even with all this uncertainty.

I realised this week that I was looking forward to uni before I left because it sounded better than what I was doing. Uni stopped being so appealing when staying home and really exploring using my gifts and time at church, for the Kingdom, in Sheffield became more appealing. It's probably why there was no big 'moment' for me...just I keep catching a glimpse of a vision that I think I could be part of for a while. Maybe it's 2 years, maybe it's my whole life. I don't know. I don't need to know. Part of me is tempted again to give up already, but what's the point in that? What's the worst that can happen? I fail at something?

If I risk it all, for love and loyalty,
Promise me one thing:
If I'm wrong You'll stand in my defence,
For acting like a fool.
-Pete James, Trust Begins

God bless you.