Saturday, May 5th
I slept in, then gathered things for the care package I’m
sending back home. Next up, the
usual, Curl Curl, only this time at sunset. The sky shone fiery reds, deep oranges and fierce
yellows.
I continued hiking around
and then made my way to Mary’s. We
talked for an hour, ate dinner with her fam, and then went to the Rocks to The
Establishment, and The Argyle, a few la-tee-da places of Sydney. We met up with a few guys, danced and then
headed back to Mary’s place for some shut-eye.
Sunday, May 6th
We went into town to the Rocks for lunch and shopping at the market. I bought a shell ring for myself and a
necklace for Granny. Sam, Mary’s
new beau, came too. 
We missed our
bus on the way back so I suggested we make the most of our time waiting for the
next bus, so- To the Chocolate bar! We played with chocolate, made mustaches and played truth or dare- thus
leading to our discussion of most embarrassing moments. Then our bus came, we
headed back to Manly, changed, and met up for Coffee with Stef, a girl from St.
Matts. We talked and then went to
church- AMAZING yet convicting talk. It was about idols, addictions and
redemption. We can be addicted to
anything- facebook, food, looking good, boys, football, work… Luke told his personal story of
redemption. Luke had a substance abuse problem that continued to flare up, even
in his new marriage. Eventually,
he ended up in the hospital after a relapse. His father in law, who has every right to be furious with
the husband of his baby girl, picked him up from the hospital. He then proceeded to let him stay at
his house, wear his clothes, use his shower. All he said was, “I choose to see you the way Christ sees
you. I forgive you.” Wow. Talk about forgiveness and redemption. Luke also described the struggle to do
what is right as being pulled by 2 teams of horses. On one side, the horses are pulling you toward
selfishness. The other team of
horses are pulling you to do what is right. The horses you say giddy-up to are the horses that win. Often times, we feel we don’t have a
choice, that our addiction is involuntary or we have no more power over it. But
we do. The question is, do we really want to change? We have to say giddy up to the right horses. I seem to say giddy up to the wrong
horses a lot of the time. But I
guess we’re all works in progress, right?
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