Guten tag!
Welcome to more adventures at the Seamill Centre.
I would like to start off by telling you that we are all lunetics here at the base! To entertain ourselves some of us have taken up Table Wrestling. Table Wrestling is something we like to do anytime after 11:00 pm and to best describe it....well...you have to lay on top of the table, get underneath and around back to the top of it without touching the ground....rediculous! :) see video below.
The other night we all had a DTS "Pamper Party." All of us were instructed to wear our favorite colored clothing and show up for an evening of pampering and fun. We all started off by giving each other manicures, pedicures, and facials. Believe it or not, I think the guys liked it the most! We also played a lot of games like musical chairs, four men on a couch, racing games of sorts, etc. It was a blast! We all acted like little kids and laughed, fought, wined, ate lots of sugar and played until midnight. I couldn't help but laugh because one of the girls was so competitive that she even pouted and said "it's not fair!! He cheated! That's not fair!" Then she sat down with her arms folded and pouted....seriously. It was so funny! When we all finished we decided to draw names for Mortals and Angels. Mortals and Angels is pretty much like Secret Santa if any of you have ever played it. We draw names and secretly do nice things for each other for all of next week without the other person knowing who you are. We are the Angels and the person's name that we drew, that we do nice things for, are the Mortals. Next week we'll reveal ourselves to our Mortals. I can't tell you who I got just in case they read my blog. :)
Last weeks teaching was on the Father Heart of God. It was so amazing to hear our speaker tell stories of how God has made Himself known in his life. Many of us cried a lot (good tears) and are discovering true healing. I personally have got a mad crush on Jesus. I'm wrecked for life....in a good way! The guest speaker had us crammed in his room like sardines on the last night of teaching. We all ate pizza and huddled around him to hear more stories. It was so fun because it felt like we were all his children listening to bed time stories. It's amazing to me how I've fallen in love with each and every person here. To me, they are my sisters and brothers. We prank, get mad, laugh, play, cry, and love each other just like siblings do.
During the course of this whole school all of us students are expected to give a 15 minute speech on whatever we want. My turn was on Thursday. What was weird is that I wasn't nervous at all. I was actually really excited to get up there. I talked about how I took the bus for the last 6 or 7 months before coming to Scotland and how God used it to teach me some VERY important things which have forever changed me. I felt like the Lord asked me to share these things with everyone. So before I got up in front in front of the class I just prayed that the Lord would give me peace and his passion for what he wanted me to talk about....and man did he ever use me! People were crying at the end and a lot of them came up to me over the next few days to tell me how impacted they were. People that weren't even there for my speech were coming up to me and talking about it with me. The stories I shared were God's stories. He used me to share His heart that day. What an awesome Father!
Some of us have been going to the local "old man pub" every week. We are going there to be a blessing to the people there and also to make friends. The other night a group of us walked in and found it so quiet that you can hear crickets chirping. Some time went by, and before we knew it people were approaching us and talking with us. This rarely happens in Scotland. If you read my previous blog you may get somewhat of an idea. By the time we left, people were laughing and saying goodbye to us. They definitely look forward to our return next week.....I'm so excited to go back next week too. These men struggle with alcoholism and are so hungry for love. Two of my new friends there are 70 years of age. They have some great stories to tell and I can't wait to hear more!
Love, love, love.
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