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I guess it's been a while since I updated this blog. There's been a lot of stuff going on; some of it I will fill you in on, and some will stay with me for the time being. On the negative side, things haven't been so good at work, and I have a lot of thinking to do about that. I won't go into details particularly, it's enough to say that things are a bit rough, and I haven't had the best half term ever.

There's been plenty of good things though. Bethany's been around, for one. Last week, however, she absconded to Wales for a couple of days to see Lee and Sarah. She arrived back on Thursday night (eventually), and we had the chance to hang out with our good friend Joel, and his brother Chris. We only had one night with them, but it was pretty awesome. We went to Morrisons, and picked up some food. Then we got back, lit the barbeque, and had one almighty cook-out. What I wouldn't give for food to put on that grill tonight. We're now at the bottom of our food source, and tonight's supper is pasta. That's it. Ah, payday comes soon...
Yeah, we had a good time, but it couldn't last long, and, after a night on my couches, Joel and Chris made their way to Lindisfarne to meet someone else, while I went to college.


Last weekend was pretty awesome too, actually. I was in a bit of a daze when I came home from college on Friday, so we headed out of Leeds to clear my mind of it. We headed to my favourite camp site in Menston, where accomodation for a night is a mere £3. Lovely stuff. We spent the evening down by the river in Ilkley, and then returned to that beautiful town the next morning. We drank coffee with a friend of mine from college, and then hit the moor, where we did some climbing, and some paddling, and a lot of sunbathing. I'll be honest, I got a bit burnt.
It's so flipping hot at the moment. We ended up drinking water from the stream on the moor, because we'd drunk all the water we had, and we were sweating buckets.

I think I needed the getaway from work and Leeds and everything, so that worked out pretty nicely. I've basically been on a bit of a battle the last five weeks. I've had a lot of things thrown at me while I've been at work, and it was all getting a bit much.
One thing's for sure though; The bond of love between Me and Jesus is stronger than anything that's been thrown at me. For those of us that have made the choice to follow Him, we're fighting a spiritual war every day. Satan's main aim in that war is to make us turn from Jesus. I have no intention of ever turning from him. If there's one scripture that's kept me going the last few weeks, it's Jude 1 v 24-25:

To him who is able to keep you from falling and to present you before his glorious presence without fault and with great joy — to the only God our Savior be glory, majesty, power and authority, through Jesus Christ our Lord, before all ages, now and forevermore! Amen

Him who is able to keep us from falling! His love is stronger than hatred; firmer than confusion and difficulty; more secure than personal spiritual attack; deeper than war. Oh, man. The enemy doesn't stand a chance...