Wednesday 12 December 2012

Commission, home and back again!

Wow! I've got a big update to write! Where do I start?! Well I guess I'll start with commissioning! It was a great day with great worship, a great talk and of course great company! Thanks to my parents, the Kenyons and Brenda and Denis for coming to support me! It was great seeing all my YFC friends again too! However its amazing we even found the venue! After leaving the house at around 8:20am I went to Julia's house to get her blazer which she had forgotten to take with her to London. Then at the station Simon had lost his railcard and tickets so I gave him mine and bought some more. When we arrived in Birmingham we set off for the BCC but as we did, I was asked to do an interview for some university students on student loans... Which of course I knew nothing about. Anyway after about half an hour wandering around Birmingham, Simon and I eventually made it to the church. We grouped together with our fellow YFC volunteers for a prayer time before moving into the lounge area for refreshments. Whilst I was stood with my friends talking, I didn't notice my mum stood right in front of me! Eventually I came to my senses and gave her and my dad a massive hug! Not long after that, I spotted Frances, Sophie and Eleanor Kenyon. We had a great chat catching up with each other and of course... The famous handshake!

We moved to the hall and worshipped for a while. Then we had a performance from Stance, YFC's street dance group, a talk from Gavin Calver, the YFC Director and then the new staff and volunteers at YFC were commissioned :)
After the service we spent some time saying goodbye before it was time to head back to Burton. Simon, Julia and I walked back to the station and after a temporary delay, (Julia forgot her purse) we headed home.

Just a few days later... Tuesday 30th October to be exact, I set off from Burton Station once again... This time headed for Burscough Bridge.



That's right! I traveled home! At around 7am I left my home in Anslow to take a train to Birmingham, where I changed to a train to Wigan North Western, after a quick coffee break and almost missing my train. That journey lasted about an hour and a half. I had half an hour to get my breakfast, a tasty cheese and mushroom toastie at the Station cafe. Then I walked over to the Wigan Wallgate station and set off on the final stretch of my journey. At about half 10, I finally arrived in Burscough. I paid a visit to Phil, who's birthday it was the next day. Then I headed home and just sat in my room for a while. After that, I headed over to Frances' house and I surprised her and her sisters! They didn't know I was home and they were so surprised to see me on their door step holding up a sign with my new address on it. I stayed there for an hour or so. We watched the DVD that Lauren made of my surprise meal and I shed a few tears. Then Frances and I formulated a plan to visit Nadia. Eventually we decided that Frances would knock on the door under the guise of borrowing a CD. We did this and Sonia answered. Frances asked if Nadia was in. Sonia told Frances to come in and Frances hovered awkwardly on the door step. I waited for my cue when Nad asked why Frances was here and I jumped out from the side. It was a great (late) birthday surprise. The next few days I spent relaxing at home, going out with mum and visiting people! Friday night we had a firework party at the kenyons and we took loads of great photos of our sparklers! After an amazing 5 days at home, I left after Strictly come dancing on Saturday night. My dad drove me all the way down to Burton then drove all the way back!
Performing the 27 Million dance at King's Way Church

After all this adventure you'd think I would settle down for a rest? Nope! The next day, I was at King's Way Church helping at a youth service. I took part in a dance to LZ7 and Matt Redman's Twentyseven million. Then I had a small part in the talk we did about poverty. I also sold myself in a slave auction... Don't worry! I'm not crazy! It was for charity and we were auctioning off skills, so for example,guitar lessons or making a meal, or in my case... Spanish lessons. Then we performed a few sketches about how stupid poverty is and I played a moving statue. Anyway after that busy service, I went home to find that my host family had gone out to look at a university and wouldn't be back until at least 6pm... At about 1pm, I was taking some rubbish out to the wheelie bins just outside the door and when I turned back around to go inside, the door had closed... And locked... Were my keys in my pocket? No! Was my phone in my pocket? No! Did I have shoes on? Do slippers count as shoes? No! In short, I was stuck. I managed to get back in thankfully, and sat myself down for half an hour, refusing to work on tidying my room until I had calmed down. Then I saw a movie on tv and decided to watch that instead. What... A... Week!