*blinks*

I'm feeling tired and bloated and sore. No, don't ask me why. Ahhhh actually the first due to having a really long day, the second seeming due to not drinking enough water or eating enough fruits, and as for the last one - ah ... maybe you guys don't really need to know.

Anyway, went to the national park in Yanchep today, had a really good time - went walking and saw the caves and that. Good company and good fun! :) Apparently going to Burswood to watch Narnia with the couples and that, should be awesome fun; this only occuring, of course, should Tiff actually get around to finding out details about ticketing and that.

At any rate, my prolonged absence warrants a babble on a random tangent.

I've been thinking over the last couple days about what it means to be a christian. I mean, anyone can call themselves a christian, and some do so simple because they happen to wear a cross, or because they went to church last year... or wait was it the year before that? Anyway, what I'm trying to get at here is that I'm sure there's more to being a christian than simply just going through the physical motions of going to church or verbal confession. I remember going through a phase when I was disillusioned with organised religion, when I was running away from God. Well, I guess that I'm still disillusioned with organised religion, but I feel that I'm no longer running away from God. I'd think that I'm... sorta standing still. Scared but trusting enough to not move away.

It's strange really, I guess I've been a person that always goes to church just for the sake of it, but lately I've realised that one doesn't necessarily find God the building with nice stained glass images. I find that I'm closest to God when I'm alone reading my bible, or by the foreshore, or in King's Park. It's during times like these that I open up and laugh while I tell God about my joys and sorrows; it's when I can confess that I'm confused and I know that I want to put my life into His capable hands, only I don't know what's stopping me, maybe I'm scared of what could be if I surrendered completely... (and that's the reason I'm not a baptised christian yet, for all those out there who were wondering).

But all that aside, I found a precious nugget of truth when I was reading my bible the other day.

What does it mean to be a christian?

"He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the Lord require of thee, but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?" - Micah 6:8.

I can do that if I try! :)