So many things are happening onboard that it is sometimes too much to update the blog...
New year crept up like a thief in broad day light. It is crazy, my mind hasn't really got use to the idea of december and i already have to force myself to acknowledge that it is JANUARY!
The ship is getting emptier by the day and goodbyes seem to get harder. I said goodbye to Kaylee on Sunday night and had to bite hard as not to cry. We went through 2 difficult line ups together, Wellington and Bangkok, and she helped and supported me so much. So there we were standing on the family landing both trying not to cry and both failing terribly. I really strongly dislike saying goodbye. My mother tries to comfort me by saying that she hasnt said goodbye as much in her whole life as i had to in my 4 years onboard... It just made it worse.
So there is barely a line at supper or lunch. It might get longer than 2 people but it is far from the 'normal' 10 - 15 people line that we were use to in the good'ol times.
Devotions we can fit everybody in the Main lounge when the walls are both closed.
Even the one each sign is not being used as much...
Even the one each sign is not being used as much...
I am waiting for the day when this hits me...i will probably sit and cry for a day or so. Magda (my best friend for the last 4 years) and i joke by saying that it will only probably happen when we leave the ship and fly home (whenever that is???).
In the meantime everyone is busy packing. Packing up the programme props, curtains, flags, lights etc. Packing up the ministry tools, packing up the fancy cutlery...boxes everywhere! The only escape is crawling into a Ted DeKker book or Vivo City where boxes arent the order of the day.
Empty pieces of paper call out to me - begging me to fill them with strokes of ink. If you have any ideas as to what i can draw, please comment as my creative juices are at 43% at the moment.
2 comments:
You can draw freezing cold snowmen named Becky and Daniel, in the arctic north of this icy cold country, with icicles falling off their noses, and chilly wind blasting their hair in all directions (well, Daniel doesn't have much, but his beard? Well. Not long enough to really get blasted. At least not visibly. Add some extra icicles).
OR... you can draw a chair that is fed up of being sat upon, and is rising up to take it's rightful place among the un-sat-upon ranks of the humans! Freedom for four-legged-furniture!
OR... you can draw a nice hot mug of Rooibos, steaming happily next to a plate of Cooked-sisters, or whatever those funky southafrican sweet things are called.
OR... you can paint a zoo full of animals, cubist style.
OR... you can draw your heart reaching out in love to all the people who are leaving, and then get very sad. :-(
Aw... and stuff.
*sniff*
Or, maybe you can try and draw the tapestry of lifes' story, with all the different people moving in and out, but coming together into one beautiful picture, and meeting again at the end.
OR...
You can draw a tree.
(I like trees)
OR...
You can draw a penguin.
(Bridget likes penguins)
OR...
You can come to Carlisle, and freeze half to death yourself, while drawing snow angels and pictures in the ice yourself.
We miss you Liezel.
Or you can draw a hat.
Or a cat.
Or a cat on a mat in a hat.
Or a fat cat on a flat mat with a hat AND a bat.
Or you could not.
Or you could just draw green. I'd like to see a picture / painting of green.
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