Orientation week

Something about orientation week that always brings me back to when I was new to Melbourne; the crying, the constant prayer for good Christian support, the feeling of being homesick. It's good, because it's a reminder of where I've been, to allow me to relate to those who are new. It's also good because as I'm reminded of where I've been, it allows me to better appreciate the present. Hmm. So exciting though, new faces = more friends to make! Haha.

And this orientation week is also just a reminder that this is my final semester as an undergraduate. It's scary because all my life, all I knew was studies. And now there's so much more to consider - postgrad (what kind of postgrad), working... Gahh decisions decisions.

And that's my random update. On the plus side, I'm kinda excited for uni to start because I really enjoy what I'm studying..

Priceless

So sweet my heart could just melt.

This is just one of the many heartwarming videos that you can find on YouTube, but that's not really the point now.

Looking at how the boy ran into his father's arms; it was a priceless, tear jerking moment. It made me think, it's like our relationship with God, seen in two ways. It's like the prodigal son who came home and the father who ran to receive him back - and God receives us back with that same excitement as that little boy. And at the same time, He's always there with open arms, waiting for us to run back to Him on a daily basis, waiting to embrace us once again.

Priceless.

Unending Love, Amazing Grace

But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.

...we had to celebrate and be glad, because this brother of yours was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.

Luke 15

In the midst of the storm