This is my second day in Adelaide.
I call it my second home, because I started my true walk-day-to-day with God here. It is where I learned how to do quiet time and it is where I first heard the voice of God so clearly.
I've struggled to be really happy since I left. And everytime I come back, all the pent-up emotions [from darily living and repression in Brisbane] resurface. The tears feel free to break loose. The laughter comes easily. The awareness of God increases.
Talking to an old friend, a sweet lady name Trang who is one of the leaders here, I discovered that nature energises me in a curious way. I seem to be much more aware of God in a beautiful natural surrounding. I walked through the city and found myself just starting to pray in tongues. I sat beside the river at Elder Park and watched the blue skies and green grass and I just felt the feeling of closeness to God WELL up in my soul.
I've often lamented that Brisbane was not pretty. Somehow, though I grow and I am tested in Brissy, I've never LOVED the landscape. I've experienced God, but the inspiration that comes from nature is missing.
I've tried. I've gone jogging to some near grassy dell beside a creek to do quiet time. It's not very nice there, but it's SOMETHING.
Here, I am inspired to worship constantly. It brings the songs out of me. I love the trees, the maple leaves, the bare boughs stripped by winter, the green grass, the sun+the chill together, the old buildings, the birds, the river, the houses...
It's not an exciting city. Nothing very much happens[though there are festivals and lots of culture happening]. Bus drivers might be rude The bus system is not as advanced as Brisbane. Nor the trains.
But oh...i have such a deep deep love for it, because God reached out to me here, and touched me and I've never been the same.
Now, I'm reaching back. God, I need to find you again...
I call it my second home, because I started my true walk-day-to-day with God here. It is where I learned how to do quiet time and it is where I first heard the voice of God so clearly.
I've struggled to be really happy since I left. And everytime I come back, all the pent-up emotions [from darily living and repression in Brisbane] resurface. The tears feel free to break loose. The laughter comes easily. The awareness of God increases.
Talking to an old friend, a sweet lady name Trang who is one of the leaders here, I discovered that nature energises me in a curious way. I seem to be much more aware of God in a beautiful natural surrounding. I walked through the city and found myself just starting to pray in tongues. I sat beside the river at Elder Park and watched the blue skies and green grass and I just felt the feeling of closeness to God WELL up in my soul.
I've often lamented that Brisbane was not pretty. Somehow, though I grow and I am tested in Brissy, I've never LOVED the landscape. I've experienced God, but the inspiration that comes from nature is missing.
I've tried. I've gone jogging to some near grassy dell beside a creek to do quiet time. It's not very nice there, but it's SOMETHING.
Here, I am inspired to worship constantly. It brings the songs out of me. I love the trees, the maple leaves, the bare boughs stripped by winter, the green grass, the sun+the chill together, the old buildings, the birds, the river, the houses...
It's not an exciting city. Nothing very much happens[though there are festivals and lots of culture happening]. Bus drivers might be rude The bus system is not as advanced as Brisbane. Nor the trains.
But oh...i have such a deep deep love for it, because God reached out to me here, and touched me and I've never been the same.
Now, I'm reaching back. God, I need to find you again...
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Don't lose sight of Him wherever you go. It's not about the place but it's whether the heart is willing to follow.
Enjoy Adelaide, lovely. :)