Friday the 13th.
There are people who might call me borderline superstitious, but this particular date has never bothered me or caused me to be extra cautious when it comes around. This particular date still does not bother me or cause me to be extra cautious when it comes around. So when the funeral director confirmed if that was the date we wanted the funeral to be on, we said yes without a second thought.
I was contemplating on whether or not I should make another post so close to my last one, but I decided to go along with it because I suck at scheduling and I don’t want this blog to become a chore.
I haven’t been using this book much lately but I did do a few more scribbles in there. Thought I might as well put them up here?
A post about a dance we did in 2013 called TUNTAS.
In one month and a bit, it’ll be September.
That means it’ll be Father’s Day soon.
Which means it’ll be our church’s anniversary soon.
Which means we’ll have to perform a dance.
For the past week I’ve been attending the Hillsong Conference in Sydney. It was such an amazing experience. Originally I wanted to write a reflection about my time there, but during that same week, something the opposite of awesome happened too.
I’m not willing to write about it right now, so this post is about the journal I bought during Conference.