lending an unhelpful hand

This evening my amazing fiancee continued the arduous task of clearing stuff up in her flat so I can move in. I mainly got in the way and was probably unhelpful. I sometimes wonder how I managed to end up with someone quite so lovely. God really must love me, I have no other reasonable explanation for this.

Don't throw the baby out with the bathwater

Just because you don't agree with something about someone doesn't mean everything about them is wrong… Christians are (quite rightly sometimes) labelled as judgemental, I find it so sad that we (I include myself in this bracket) listen/watch someone and when they say/do something we dislike or disagree with/when they say something judgemental we then in turn judge them and dismiss them entirely. Just because they have said or done or judged something which we disagree with does not mean that everything about them is wrong. We who have judged secondly in this dirty chain of events are just as bad, if not worse sometimes.

Without wanting to blow my own trumpet; a silly little example. I have some severe ideological differences with my two closest friends, my vicar, my mentee, my future father and brother in law. But does this mean that I walk away from them and judge them as dead to me? No. Does this mean that I condone everything about their lifestyle choice? No. Does this mean I love them any less? …no.

Now obviously I am in the right on this, and if anyone disagrees they can get lost, but anyways, oh wait no that's not what I meant to say. Diversity is a beautiful thing, our differences although might be hard to live with are part of what makes life so beautiful. God calls us to love one another, to turn the other cheek, to let him do the judging and for us to do like what Jesus did.

So to all my Spurs chums, my sincerest apologies for mocking you last night, I was wrong.

Seemingly innocent things causing all sorts of bother

I feel like the last few weeks all sorts of seemingly innocent things have caused all sorts of problems. Now I must confess that I'm not great at confrontation, I also take everything personally which doesn't help matters either, but I am finding it all a tad frustrating, no actually it's driving me crazy and leading me to be a not brilliant version of myself.

Sometimes I wish that I could just run away with Vikki and then not have to deal with any of it, more and more the idea of eloping becomes appealing. It won't solve any of the issues but it'd sure be fun for a while!

That idea is of course out of the question as wedding invitations with RSVP on them have been posted today... So no elopes, will just have to enjoy the honeymoon!

I'm trying to think what I've learned from all of this?
A family is complicated
B don't be selfish and depressed
C believe the best of people and keep on being positive
D I cannot wait to marry Vikki, she makes all these temporary frustrations worthwhile.

paper, envelopes, rings and a cadburys creme egg

All of a sudden things are flying. Broke my self imposed not eating chocolate ban, again... however we do have some shiny and very pretty bands of gold to wear. And coolest of all they're engraved with our wedding date. Which I think means it is official now!

That date in case you're wondering is April sometime, hehe.

Also got the paper and envelopes for the wedding invites. It's all coming together. Sunday we're discussing music with Lee the Organist, can't wait!

And now some Not Going Out.

new year...

So we're eleven days into the new year... has all that optimism disappeared yet?

I can't decide because my view point is completely scued (sic) for twenty eleven as it is the year I am to be wed and therefore it is by all account going to be amazing and I am therefore optimistic still!

The new years resolution is still going well. Only 354 days to go.

Wedding plans are going well. Still need ties and cravat, top hats and a cane.