Cross Equals Love

I came across a Twitter hashtag that simply said: "#CrossEqualsLove". A simple but beautiful message that sums up all of Good Friday and Easter in a way that anyone can understand. After some digging around, I found out that Hillsong Church was behind it. It was their slogan for their Easter services.

But what really grabbed my attention was all the photos people had put on the internet with just the equation written in creative ways: Lego blocks forming the shapes, a projection shone out of a moving car, a sculpture of milk crates, all kinds of ways to express the Easter message. So here's some of my favourite examples:

Poetry Friday - One Solitary Life

In 1926; Dr. James Allan Francis told a story that has become a well-known poem all over the world. Being Good Friday, I want to share with you a slight variation of his poem that I wrote.

It seemed appropriate that on Good Friday; the poem of the week should be something more than just anything I could write up in a minute or two. Today is the anniversary of perhaps the most significant day in all of human history. And this poem explains why.

Challenge 100

In this diary entry I referred to a camp that I went on a few years ago. A select group of students were chosen to embark on a 100km bike riding and canoeing trip. It involved camping in tents and organising our own food to cook.

I didn't talk about the trip that much in that entry, and I couldn't possibly write down everything that happened because there was just so much packed into those three days.

The Face of God

I spent last weekend on a youth camp, basically just three days of prayer and worship, and non-stop chaos with sixty hyperactive teenagers loose on a campsite. Youth camps are always incredible experiences that significantly change lives. I became a Christian on a youth camp, as do a lot of people.

But the Saturday nights specifically are life-changing moments. Last Saturday night, we spent five hours in prayer and worship, truth be told, that's not a huge amount for a Saturday night on a youth camp. But I saw some amazing things that night.

Prayer Heals

Having been on a youth camp all weekend, and spending a total of about eighteen hours in prayer and worship over three days, it came to Sunday night at church, and the service had just finished and people had begun to go home.

Heaps of people were being prayed for and I'm like "Man I'm so hungry for more of God tonight; there's no way I'm going home now!"

So a bunch off us stayed later and prayed for people. All weekend we had seen amazing things happen, but there was one girl that I'd never met before, who had really hurt her back, and could barely move without being in excruciating pain.

Artwork Tuesday - Project Cardgame

Not long ago; I wrote an entry about Project Cardgame. For an explanation on what this is, see one of those links, today I just want to share some of the artwork I've received so far.

All of the artwork here is on the Obsidian Valley Wiki, so you can get more info about these cards and the characters featured on them there.

I can't tell you how excited I am for my little fictional world, and all the submissions I've had already.

I think it's going to turn out all right.

High School Swimming Carnival

This week I had my very last High School Swimming Carnival. It's an event that no one really takes seriously. We all dress up in costumes and race each other in a series of swimming races to determine who is the best house. Next week we'll have the Athletics Carnival. As the name suggests, it's more or less the same thing, except on land.

My house, the yellow house, named Bleazby; has won both of those events every single year that I've been in high school. We are the best house by a long shot, and I'm not just saying that. See, kids get put in the same house as their siblings when they start high school, so if you get a really super sporty kid, you'll get their younger siblings as well, and chances are, you'll get three or four really sporty kids in a row.

Poetry Friday - Tomorrow

Never look back on what happened today,
'Cause it's already gone and it's now passed away.
That day is gone, that moment has passed,
The future is now, and today is the past.

Nothing before you matters right now,
The you that was then is not the you that is now.
If you live in the past and dwell on today,
You'll miss all the things that might happen someday.