Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

 This may sound very cliche but I'm just going to put it out there; I believe beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Let me set the scene for you.

Today I walked home from school. Since I am at a school now that is closer to home this was the first time probably in my schooling history I have been able to do this and Honestly I loved it!

Where one may take this simple pleasure for granted today I embraced it, and fell in love with the time that i discovered it took for me to walk home.

As I walked along pages road today towards New Brighton, where one may have seen the broken roads I saw beauty trying to break through even the biggest, tinniest cracks. Where one may have seen empty slots, I saw open spaces of luscious green, flower budding fields. Where one may have seen dog poo on the path, I still saw dog poo. Hahaha

But my point is, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.Someone may have walked or driven down the same road as me today and may have not noticed these things, or even on the other scale noticed more beauty.

Sometimes I love these days where I am left with my own thoughts and with the beauty of nature! Even better so when something is a little destroyed or broken and you still can discover beauty!

Another thing I believe, that their is always beauty! Sometimes we just need to open our somewhat, sometimes small eyes.


Be Still

Be still my heart and know
You are God alone
Stop thinking so much
and just let go

Be still my soul and rest
Humbly I confess,
in my weakness your strength is perfect

For You alone are God, there will be no other
And You have won my heart more than any other
So I will give it all 'cause you gave it all for me

Sometimes I have nerves. Sometimes I worry a lot. Sometimes I feel grumpy for no reason. Sometimes I just need a little bit of God fixation to calm me. And recently I found my answer.

The song above.

If you have not listened to it, then i advise you do.

Follow the link below.


You see, the lyrics of this song, the melodies and chords are just so beautifully crafted that when listened through ones ears, it is automatically soothing. Calming to the soul. That one cannot possibly be dismayed, frightened or worried no more.

And this is why I love music.

Purely because it can make you feel so many ways and can trigger so many thoughts (:


Write About Your Nana.

So today, well this evening I was struck with a dilemma...

What on earth do I write about tonight?

I've had this dilemma plenty of times before, it often results in me nearly quitting for the evening.
But the wise words of Winston Churchill always ring in my head.

-Never give up. Never give up.Never. Never. Never, in nothing, great or small, large or petty—never give up, except to convictions of honour and good sense. Never yield to force. Never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy.

And so I didn't give up as you can see.

Let me begin.

Six weeks ago I left Hillview forever. The prospect of my Nana coming soon, excited me, so did Christmas and so did a summer of sunshine. The thought of all this actually coming to an end seemed so far a way, that an ending did not seem to  bother me. But now it does.

Because tomorrow my Nana will be leaving. This somewhat brings tears to my eyes. Actually it brings waterfulls of continuous wet tears. Slight exaggeration. But at least you now know how I am feeling.
Yes, I am feeling quite sad. Because tomorrow my Nana will be boarding a plane, back to the other side of the world, England. I'm glad that there are good people over their for her to go back to, but her presence, her humor and her overall amazingness I know will be dearly missed in our chaotic household.

Tomorrow also marks an ending to what has been a pretty incredible summer! Looking back I have done a heck of a lot! Christmas, we went to Hanmer for New Years, I ventured up to thee amazing Wellington for an incredible five days and also amoungst these I have been privileged to spend time with friends and family.

But with endings their is always new beginnings  and with new beginnings there is also a little bit of excitement. Come Monday, I will be starting a new school. And honestly I have no fear about it, because with the Lord there is no fear. I never thought tomorrow or Monday would come round so quickly. It turns out it decided to fasten it's pace these summer holidays.

But as they say, time flies when you're having fun! And boy it sure has! (: