mad mad world

testimonies are amazing. everyone has a different story, and it all seems to bring us together. I was planning to Say something like 'I was homeschooled, ans I have a big and good family,and I always wanted to be a missionary.' Instead, I unloaded. I told of my history with depression, my 'pain game' and losing many of my loved ones. I ended up rambling on, and sobbing into the Kleenex and clock that were the "talking tools'.Not planned, and not fun. I felt like i was in an AA meeting. I loved getting to know people, and hopefully we all realised that stereotypes aren't true... 

after that 20 out of 30 of us went to the city, and unwittingly walked into a street festival. we saw a unicycle performer, (she was ok) tons of amazing live music, and decided to make use of an abandoned stage. can you say Awesome God? I went on my first train, which was kinda boring... it's simple public transport. Then we went to church. As I walked in, I got this horrible feeling like I didn't ever want to be here, but as the praise started, the young people jumped up and nearly started a mosh pit! I loved the freedom given to be able to be excited for God. then, the sermon. it was all about Laments. things get broken, and we need to be comforted, but God has a different idea of comfort. He will not pat you on the back and say its all going to be ok, he will make you rebuild instead.we don't need pat words, we need to rebuild our lives. it really struck me, because that was what our testimonies were about. coming to Jerusalem, and rebuilding the walls.  anyways, I shall log off, classes start!