Saturday, April 30, 2011

Reshaping It ALL

Several years ago I googled Candace Cameron (back then I didn't know she got married and her name was Bure) because she was playing my favorite character on "Full House" and I was curious what she's been doing in the past 10some years. I "like" her on facebook and am following her on twitter but in the spring break I was reading her website and I found out that her book "Reshaping It All" was just released. Then I was searching other books on christianbook.com and I found hers too. There you also can "view inside" so I read all the pages the website allowed me to read. I also watched some videos - interviews of her talking about her book and her motivation to write it and I got enthusiastic easily. Some days ago, I guess because of Candace's post on twitter I got to know that there would be a 65 days long challenge. Everyone can take part in it and follow the posts here even if you don't have the book. But I wish I'd have it!
Thanks to Darlene Schacht for creating this webpage and also to Candace Cameron Bure for letting God using her and working in the hearts of people through her!

Friday, April 29, 2011

"But as for me, I trust in You." (Ps. 55:23)

This week is just awesome! I can’t tell how much I love my God!
The Bible school is planning to have a class trip on May 14th. We had three options to choose from: Ten-pin-bowling is fun but it doesn’t take much time to play… I was playing several times just in this quarter and I think it was enough. Some of us didn’t know if she / he would rather go to an excursion, to a real class trip or to have a fine dinner on a ship on the Danube with view to the lit up city, but we agreed in dining together to make our evening the most memorable. 
Now the next step is to give money for the trip. We were all asked individually how much money we could give for this goal. To raise money we also were given the opportunity to do chores at staff’s houses, so I couldn’t say an exact amount when I was asked but I told them as much as I could earn. Before spring break I was working in one of the apartments but it seems to be the only “job” that could be offered for me. 
After I found an envelop this week in my box I just looked into it and ran to the first person who’s collecting the money for the class trip and I asked her if she could correct the number beside my name and I immediately gave her the money just as it was with the envelop.

I have no idea what I will be wearing at the graduation in four weeks. I would like to wear a dress but I didn’t want to wear the one I was wearing last year and then on my cousin’s wedding. I knew I can’t buy a new one and I had an other dress in my mind but when I tried it on I couldn’t put it on. I have this dress since years and I’m out of my shape. I gained about 18 lbs in my first year but since then I lost about 13 this year. But I’m still way much bigger than I was (still about 22 lbs less than now!) at the time I bought it. Very disappointing. At that night I literally cried to the Lord to help me in this situation. On the next day Mom lent me one of her costume jackets that I should have worn with black pants (I brought both my “old” dress and the jacket Mom gave me)… but I was told here that I’m not allowed to wear pants on graduation day. 
Today I found money in my box again. It was folded into a white paper and there was something written on it: Ps. 55:23. I don’t know if I’ll have the opportunity to go shopping before graduation but this money will be surely saved up for a dress.           

Monday, April 25, 2011

At home for Easter

Before I would start to tell the story about my Easter I have to tell you that this was defintelly one of my best Easters ever. And I think that this was my best visit at home since I'm studying in the "Bridal Institute" :) which is not really true for this one. At least not for the Hungarians. 
I have awesome parents and I liked to spend time with them! My Mom was joyous to have me back home for a couple days again, but I don't think I have seen my Dad smiling that much in the past years! Though he'd never tell or admit it, I could see how much he misses me after all.  

Somehow the date of spring break didn’t coincide with the time of Easter this year, but my Mom asked me to go home for Easter too. I asked my Dad to come for me because to go by car is cheaper than by bus / train. And I also began to move home so I needed more suitcases and bags. On the one hand I couldn’t take home all these stuff by myself and on the other hand he had to bring me them.
After breaking my record in packing we left for home. I hoped that Mom asked him to go to a grocery so I asked him if he had to buy something because I had to. He told me that he had already made two trips to the grocery but he would stop for me to buy Easter bunnies. In the first store I couldn’t find anything delicious so we had to stop again. The second store wasn’t much better either so I began to ask him if he would like this or that chocolate / dessert. 
At home I was talking with Mom for hours. She was recently reading the Gospel of John so beside we were talking about various things had happened I gave her almost the 10 class hours with all the parrot-jokes from Dr. Stanley Toussaint.  
I didn’t do much at the weekend; I mean I didn’t really do anything which has something to do with Easter, because I had to study a lot. I was working on my thesis but I also had to prepare my preaching for Biblical Communication 3, which will be tomorrow and I have to do a 25 ± 5 minutes long evangelistic preaching about Revelation 5:11-14. 

On Sunday my sister and her family came to visit, we had lunch together and as a break I was watching a movie with my nephews. I couldn’t really find an Easter-movie, so we were simply watching The Prince of Egypt.
While watching the movie I told Balázs, that he might learn about Moses during the week of camp when he’s coming. Shocked he answered me that he wanted to learn about Jesus here! :) I was so happy and proud to hear it. I assured him, that he’ll learn about Jesus, but in WOL camps – at least in Hungary there are two Bible studies each day. In the morning the kids are learning a story – this year our theme is Egypt, so I think there will be weeks about Moses, Joseph… but in the evenings there will be evangelizing.

Though we’re not used to give big presents – we surprise each other mostly with a candy bar, chocolate bunny or a marzipan egg on Resurrection Day, this year I got a bigger present from my parents. The three of us went today to the National Gallery to see Mihály Munkácsy’s (a Hungarian painter from the past century) famous trilogy. You can also see the pictures here:    

"Christ before Pilate" (1881)
"Golgotha" (1884)
"Ecce homo" (1896)


Friday, April 22, 2011

Because of me

I've found this video on my friend's blog.. she just posted it several minutes ago.


We rode into town the other day
Just me and my Daddy
He said I'd finally reached that age
And I could ride next to him on a horse
That of course was not quite as wide

We heard a crowd of people shouting
And so we stopped to find out why
And there was that man
That my dad said he loved
But today there was fear in his eyes

So I said "Daddy, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why is He dressed in that bright purple robe?
I'll bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows
Daddy, please can't you do something?
He looks as though He's gonna cry...
You said He was stronger than all of those guys,
Daddy, please tell me why?
Why does everyone want Him to die?"

Later that day the sky grew cloudy
And Daddy said I should go inside
Somehow he knew things would get stormy
Boy was he right
But I could not keep from wondering
If there was something he had to hide

So after he left I had to find out
I was not afraid of getting lost
So I followed the crowds
To a hill where I knew men had been killed
And I heard a voice come from the cross

And it said, "Father, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why are they casting their lots for My robe?
This crown of thorns hurts Me more than it shows
Father, please can't You do something?
I know that You must hear My cry
I thought I could handle the cross of this size
Father, remind Me why
Why does everyone want Me to die?
When will I understand why?"

"My precious Son, I hear them screaming
I'm watching the face of the enemy beaming
But soon I will clothe You in robes of My own
Jesus, this hurts Me much more than You know
But this dark hour I must do nothing
Though I've heard Your unbearable cry
The power in Your blood destroys all of the lies
Soon You'll see past their unmerciful eyes
Look there below, see the child
Trembling by her father's side
Now I can tell You why
She is why You must die."