The LORD will guide you always; he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail. ~Isaiah 58:11
Sunday, September 04, 2011
Happy Fathers Day!
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
The Terminal
(somewhere between time and date zones)
So yeah, approximately 45 and a half hours ago, Benjamin, Tamara, and I left our front door in Frankston hoping to arrive at my grandparents door in Indianapolis 24 or so hours later...little did we know that instead we'd be
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STUCK! In the Dallas Fort Worth Terminal
We had a lovely drive up to the airport. Nathan was kind enough to let me drive. Yummy bagel sandwiches, fruit, and Bingham coffee made for an excellent Brekky. We sang psalm 121, and Nathan prayed for our flight. We were dropped off at in Domestic Departures, and Benjamin said our goodbyes.
We then walked for 5 kilometers to where our check in actually was. It was nice to get in some physical activity before our LOOOOOOONG flight. So, once we were at our gate I did some skipping (or jump roping as Americans would say) until it was time to board. Going to America and they're gonna get ma-a-aried. The flight to Sydney was non eventful. We had second brekfasts (we stored our fruit, muffin, and juice away for later. Airplane coffe is not nearly as nice as Bingham coffee). I love going from a rainy ground to above the ground, to through the dark clouds to : The sun is shining, the tank is clean, and the skies are blue. I just want to go jump on the clouds! Once we made it to Sydney we had plenty of time to just mess around. So we went to the electronics store and played video games. Skipping in the Sydney International Airport. Having a D&M (literally a drink and a muffin), walking the hallway working on verses, bouncing my smiley ball. Benjamin even decided to do some skipping and running before our flight.
So we boarded, and thinking back now, it seems like that was weeks ago, so much has happened since then. But we were sitting in row 53 seats A and B. I was at the window, Benj in the middle, and a nice American guy on the isle. As we told Nathan on the way up "We don't go to the cinemas, we just fly on airplanes" And that's what I did. Between writing in my journal, reading my book, eating airplane food, sleeping, and gazing out the window, movies are a pretty good way to pass the time. One of my favourite things about the flight across the world is that you always get to see a sunset no matter what time you leave. And sunsets are always beautiful from the air! It's only 4:15 and already it's nearly dark because we're running away from the sun. Flying is too easy. We just jump on a plane and expect it to fly 13, 804 kilometers and poof - we're on the other side of the world in only 15 hours! WE'RE SITTING IN A CHAIR IN THE SKY!!!! So yeah, thank the LORD for technology, and for safety in traveling. That's one of the reasons I like to sit near a window so I can look out the window and see the sea below me, to remind myself that I am actually in the sky. I wonder what stars I can see when I look outside. It's beautiful. The stark contrast of the plane wing against the star filled sky, and the white clouds against the dark ocean. We were making good time because we had favourable winds, scheduled to arrive in Dallas an hour ahead of schedule. Until....it became evident that there were thunder storms and hail over Dallas. You can only have so much fuel on a plane, so we couldn't fly forever so we made a stop in Huston to fill up and wait for the storm to pass. At least I was able to sleep while we were on the ground. We could be flying through the air right now, but we're not, we're sitting in Huston Texas. IF I didn't look my window I wouldn't know the difference, it feels the same. At this rate it doesn't look like we'll make our flight, oh well, all in God's hands. So eventually the storms cleared, and up and away we went on to Huston. It's amazing how flat the buildings look from the air. And such blue swimming pools, tons of them! Oh look, there's Wal-Mart! So we landed, and everywhere you looked, there we're queues of dozens of planes just waiting to fly out. Hundreds of flights were delayed and even cancelled. As we sat on our plane, waiting to get to a gate I thought: Our flight is now flying through the air somewhere. Only one problem....we're not on it! After we made our way through customs though (Advantages of being dual citizens - you always get the short lines), and collected our luggage, and 'Look - our flight has been delayed for 3 hours, we might just make it!" So we checked our bags, and went to our gate. We waited right up until 7 O O, when our flight was scheduled to leave, and...it was cancelled. I got all freshened up and everything. So we had to go get in line at the gate
'No, you have to go to the service counter'
walk, walk walk
'Where is the service counter?"
'Just past that green exit sign'
Sign on revolving doors 'Once you exit, you may not re-enter without going through security. Security closes as 9:45'
'We'll be out way before that'
through the doors and up to the service counter
'You have to go to counter 20'
walk, walk walk
See the beginning of the queue 'Look at the queue!'
Walk a little further
'OH MY LANTA! Look at the END of the queue!!!'
wait, wait, wait. Wait some more. Talk to nice Asian family in front of us. Waiting, more waiting. Oh look, we've moved a foot (of course we have to talk in feet, inches, ounces, and quart) only 5,279 feet to go.
Waiting some more.
'We should ring Dad'
I wait in the queue, Benjamin goes to find a phone. Benjamin comes back
'I only have 10 cents'
'I only have dollars'
We wait some more.
‘I’ll sit with the bags, you stand in the queue’
Benjamin makes a friend
‘Can I borrow your phone?’
Nice man with phone lets us ring Dad.
Benjamin makes another friend
“Where are you headed?”
‘Indianapolis’
‘Us too!’
We wait some more. We trade places. I stand in the queue, he sits with the bags
2,140 feet later. Dad rings back.
‘I think this if for you’
I answer, no response. He rings again
‘I heard you and Benjamin’ that wasn’t Benjamin, it was the nice phone man.
‘I couldn’t hear you’
‘You should just try to get a hotel and fly out tomorrow morning’
Nice man with the phone finally gets a hold of the service desk, books a flight. He’s outa there
3 hours and 25 minutes later, we’re 2 people from the front. Nice Asian man gives us Japanese dried seaweed and sponge cake. Finally our turn
We wait some more
‘I can only get you a flight through Atlanta tomorrow afternoon’
Nice Asian man feels sorry that we have to stay in the airport an extra day and gives us more food. We stand with our Indy traveling companion and ask what flight he’s getting. Nothing. We tell ticket lady to try our flight. He gets on. She tells us if we get go through security we can get cots (My Australian brain thinks – why would they have cots to sleep in. Oh, she means stretchers J ) to sleep on and blankets.
We were worried that we wouldn’t be able to go through security until the morning. But thankfully they are still opened, even though it’s after 12 and they were supposed to close before 10. We introduce ourselves to our New Friend. His name is Cameron. Once we went through, we decide we might as well go to our gate, thinking gate C wouldn’t be the only gate with cots, surely E would have them too. We got on the skylink, and rode to gate E. It was very empty, and no cots, so we went back on the skylink to gate C, and there were two men driving a car full of cots! We chased him down, but when he stopped he said he had to go to C21 where he would be dropping off the cots We followed him down to C21 and got 3 cots. We found a place with power and set up camp. It was pretty nice if I do say so myself. We made another friend, Courtney, she paid for us to get internet since our Australian cards wouldn’t work. Then a nice lady came by with blankets. Talk about comfort. We brushed our teeth, got ready for bed, and suddenly I wasn’t very tired. So I went for a LONG walk through the terminal came back and decided to try to sleep. Benjamin was glad that I actually took my eye mask, and his (he wanted to leave it behind) from the plane. I put an odyssey on to drown out the noise of the loud speaker telling us about our liquids ‘Remember the 3, 1, 1 rule’ and ‘DFW is a non smoking facility’ I must have fallen asleep because I woke up to at the end of the Odyssey, and thought for a second I was in my bed in Frankston, until I realized something was over my eyes, then it all came back to me. I actually slept pretty well. From 2AM to 9:30AM, and I really only woke up 3 times. I got a bit cold and was glad for my blanket, but it was better than sleeping on a plane, at least we got to stretch out.
So now, we just wait. Our flight still says ‘On time’ to leave, so Lord Willing, we’ll be in Indianapolis tonight.
Note: The random italic phrases are things I wrote in my journal while in the air.
Sorry this is so long. With not a whole lot to do at the airport, you can only do some much reading and skipping, I rambled a bit.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Fullness of Joy

I’m out on the water, attempting to catch a wave. I look towards the shore and see my Father and Uncle coming down the stairs. Excitedly I wait until they are close and they can look out to see me try to catch a wave. Here one comes, I try. I ride it in for a while, but soon I fall off my board. That would have been a good one, but I missed it. I look again for another wave; I want them to see how much I’ve improved from that morning. I see them getting closer to my Mother and Aunt and I wait for another wave. The next time I look towards the shore I see the greeting of my parents and Uncle and Aunt. Each time I look they’re still hugging. Then....I realise, I paddle harder, no longer caring about the waves, just wanting to get to shore, and yet, not wanting to hear the news that I think will be waiting for me. I swim harder, and then run through the water, and finally, I’m there. I stand back, not wanting to hear it, not wanting to hear the news we’d been dreading. Tears sting my eyes but I blink them back furiously, thinking that somehow if I don’t cry, maybe I can stop this thing from happening. As I walk closer, my father looks towards me, his eyes red from crying. He says nothing, so I timidly ask “Grandpa died?” he just nods and tears fill his eyes. I can’t stop the tears now. All the adults step back and look at me. They tell me the details; he died about midnight, some family was with him, He is in no more pain. They also tell me not to tell the other children, they’ll tell them first. So I pick up my surfboard, and all else I can carry and walk back towards the car park. I have to look presentable because I’m not the one to tell my cousins and siblings, but I know that if they see me cry they’ll know. So I don’t talk to them much because all I want to do is cry with them. So I wait. The parents come and tell them and it’s like we don’t know what to do now. I hug my cousin and we cry a little. Within just a couple of hours it’s on facebook. My dad reads out the lovely things my aunts, uncles, cousins, and siblings have written. On the way home the memories are shared. My mum and her brother and sister-in-law especially remember the good times. How could such a wonderfully fun day end in such a hard sad way? I don’t know who first mentioned it, maybe my uncle ‘Let’s pray together’ so that even we all sit around the lounge room and we go around and pray for one another and the rest of the Coles, and we weep together. There wasn’t a dry eye left in the room, and what a wonderful time it was. We sing psalm 16 together ‘my glory rejoices my heart is made glad. And also my flesh will live safely at ease. For You’ll not abandon my soul to the grave, Your Godly on you will preserve from decay. Life’s path You will show me full joy is with You, Your right hand holds pleasures for me evermore’. On just the day before I prayed and asked God that he might keep Grandpa alive just a few days longer, just until my mum and Uncle get back to America, but he knew better. I am so thankful that my mum and my Uncle and his family were able to be with us. I’m glad we could share memories together, I’m glad we could weep together. And now, as my Grandfather is in the presence of His Lord, he truly has fullness of joy.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Finding the time
Thursday, September 02, 2010
Ladies Coffee
I love what we can learn from the older Christian ladies, never in any other setting would you find a place where young ladies could associate with the older ladies in such a personal way.
I love coming away from ladies coffee and ladies bible study feeling so encouraged and uplifted, and like I've learnt so much. I wish I would take more opportunites to talk to the older people from church. I love hearing about their lives, and their younger days, and the wisdom they can give me.
I thank God for such a lovely group of women in our church, who are willing to spend time with me, and talk to me, and interacts with me, and mentor me, and show such love to me. The fact that the older women consider it a blessing when I talk to them is such an encouragement to me! Isn't God good, to place us just where were are surrounded by just the people he wants us to be, whom He's placed in just the place they are for such a specific reason.
I could go on and on about what a lovely time I had because it was such a lovely time, I had to post about it somewhere. But now I'll end, and send this post into the void, hoping some young girl somewhere will read it, and take opportunity to interact with the older women that God has placed in her life, and to remind myself to take advantage of those opportunites whenever possible.
Thursday, May 06, 2010
Twice Freed
Twice Freed is a Historical Novel by Patricia St. John about Onesimus, a runaway slave, who, through the teaching of the Apostle Paul, came to know Christ as His Savior and Lord, freeing him from sin. He later returned to his master Philemon (whom Paul wrote a letter to - the book of Philemon in the Bible) along with a letter from Paul saying that all the wrongs Onesimus had committed were to be put on Paul's Accont, and asking Philemon to accept Onesimus as a brother in Christ, freed from his phsical slavery.
We've so much to learn from the people in the bible. My brother recently said he "Thinks it's pretty amazing how the bible is over 5000 (?) years old, and yet still applies to our lives today." Indeed it is. Onesimus knew the true reality of being a slave to sin and to a master, and he was freed from both, experiencing true freedom in Christ.
And so I am thinkful:
- that I am freed from sin, by the blood of Christ Jesus my Savior
- for parents who've taught me the truths of the bible all my life
- that no matter how many times I read the bible, I still find new truths
- for good friends who lend and reccomend books for me to read
- for Fellowship in the Gospel
Monday, May 03, 2010
Page CXVI

Friday, February 19, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
The wrong side of Right
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Of airplanes and Odysseys
Friday, September 25, 2009
My latest Australian job
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
I love technology...
Monday, September 14, 2009
Debi
Monday, August 17, 2009
5 things that made my day
Saturday, May 09, 2009
What has God been teaching me...?
Saturday, February 07, 2009
Randomness
- I love middle names and wish they were used more often
- I love reading, and buying books that I like, and giving books to people that I think they would like...I like books ( I read 100 last year and am hoping to beat that record by 1 this year)
- I enjoy blogging (writing on my own and reading others) and wish it was done more often
- I love strong coffee and while I prefer the real stuff over the instant when I am drinking it hot, I would rather use the instant than real for iced coffee.
- I love snow and would prefer cold weather over hot most any day
- I've been teaching Sunday school for the past three years, and and glad to me learning so much about the bible - sometimes more than the kids I think
- I recently started listening to several sermons a week via downloads on my zune from sermon audio
- I do a paper round - and I really enjoy it
- I don't like sleep - it takes too much time (give me 6 hours and I'm good)
- I love star gazing, I LOVE STAR GAZING, I LOVE STAR GAZING!!! Especially out in the country where many shooting stars can be seen....and with a friend...and on a trampoline makes it all the better
- I find life much easier with a routine/ schedule - if I can stick to it
- I love horseback ridding, but rarely get to do it these days - how I miss living close to my grandparents and riding horses there.
- I have never broken a bone
- but I have many many scars on my knees and elbows
- I have been wanting to learn Japanese for sooo long and am finally getting the opportunity to
- In 6th grade I did a school report on Australia - not know at the time I would one day be living here
- In December I am going to be in my first ever wedding - also the first of my siblings married!
- I love singing psalms - so very much and often it brings me to tears of joy and/or sadness
- I can play 3 musical instruments (the piano, guitar, and harmonica) and none of them very well. I wish I could play any and all of them better
- I love taking bike rides - especially early in the morning or late in the evening
- I and 1/3 owner of a maroon '89Toyota Camry
- I love driving - cars, bikes, lawn mowers... etc
- my favourite household chores are vacuuming, sweeping outdoors, and moping
- I love swimming in the oceans - especially when there are waves ( something that sometimes gets me in trouble) and no matter the season (winter never stopped a Blackwood from swiming)
- Dixons Creek is one of my most favourite places to go
- I love climbing trees/cliffs and jumping from high places ( especially when there is water below) and doing adventurous stuff - yet I am utterly terrified of roller coasters
- I love listening to music - especially in the car with all the windows down and loudly singing along with my siblings
- I love hearing people's testimonies
- I cry when I am angry - a fact that is a great annoyance to me
- I am very sentimental
- I would rather sleep on a couch, chair, or the floor than a bed.
- When I was in jr high I went to the cinemas twice wearing pajamas - right down to the fuzzy slippers and a teddy bear (only one of the two times)
- I love cooking with children
- I love long road trips
- My least favourite food in the whole wide world is Velveeta cheese - it doesn't even deserve to be called cheese. I am very picky about my cheese
- I really don't like chocolate - unless it is 70% or darker and if it has coffee in it
- my favourite desert is trampoline chai tie latte ice cream. My favourite food is bagels any kind. And I had to go 2 years of my life without eating them because I had braces, and they are kind of hard to come by in Australia, so I hardly get them anymore, but every chance I have leaves me VERY excited!
- I love exploring with my siblings (especially Allen)
- I once ate a chocolate covered cricket
- I love snakes and spiders fascinate me
- Most of my childhood nights were spent sleeping in my parents closet (only to be sent to my room half way through the night. Many sleepwalking incidents occurred at that time - including picking up barrettes and thinking the bathroom was my bedroom. My parents and older brothers liked to laugh at my sleeping/walking/talking habits. )
- When I was younger most of my life was lived outside
- I have probably had close to 50 pet cats in my lifetime (and could tell you the names of most every one of them)
- I love stuffed animals and always have. Most of my childhood stuffed animals were named because of a word or part of a word found on their tags. I still have some of them.
- Tamara and I once tried to climb down a cliff only to get majorly stuck and finally get helped down by randoms
- To my great pleasure I once saw at least one member of the Jonathan Blakston family for more than 50 days in a row (and mostly without even trying)
- My favourite job on a summer missions trip to Florida was taking the seeds out of rotten mangos. It was hot, and they were smelly, and there were tons of maggots in the barrels, and they were MAJORLY rotten. I did it with Addie and Oee, and what started out as disgusting turned into a supper fun (and still rather disgusting) rotten mango fight.
- Benjamin and I once spent nearly an hour collecting and lining up trolleys in a Wall-Mart car park
- I eat the entire apple and all of the watermelon
- I am very glad to have moved to Australia
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Saturday, November 29, 2008
I've done it...
Thursday, March 13, 2008
the sad sound of silence
I spent the later part of the afternoon realizes that silence is a sad sound. Apart from dad I was the only one home, and I wish my siblings were here making noise after all.
I am glad I have siblings

Saturday, January 26, 2008
The BIG Adventure. That's what everyone said it would be. An adventure? Maybe, but the longer I am here, the less it seems like an Adventure, and more and more...it's just...my life.
Here are a few of my journal excerpts from our first few weeks here.
2006
January 28,
We landed and we all got off the aeroplane (as the Australians call it) We waited in line forever to go through security, then we went to the baggage claim. We each got a cart full and halled all 6 of them with out luggage. We manoeuvred to the airport doors. As we made out ways toward the doors, I realized that our long journey was over, and we had made it. All 6 of us and our 30 suitcases.
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When we walked out the doors, we found a group of people from the Australian RP churches standing together holding signs that said Blackwoods and Fishers. We received a very warm welcome. Everyone was sooooo nice to us! It was really great to see Mr. and Mrs. McEwen and Josh, Sarah, and Eleni.
Janurary 29
The birds that I heard were so unusual, but made some really neat sounds. It was nice to hear, but it reminded me that I am not in Indiana anymore.
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after lunch Mr. McEwen drove us four kids to the beach, and we got to see a beautiful view of it from a far off, and then we walked down to the beach and felt the sand between our toes.
Janurary 31
Then we four kids walked down to the park. It was a nice walk, but the park was kinda boring, we mostly just sat around the pond, and scared all of the ducks into the pond. After about 15 minuteswe headed home... The walk was sorta scary, because most Australians don't use turn signals, so there were several times when we had to stop suddenly so as not to walk in of speeding cars [that was probably only because we didn't know how roundabouts worked.]
February 4,
we three younger kids and mom got ready to go to the beach for the first time. ...I was the first Blackwood from our family to set foot in Australian water.
February 5
Dad did a childrens sermon. He talked about shoes. He was naming differnet kinds of shoes, but they have different names for all the ones that he named such as: flip-flops (thongs) mud boots (gum boots), dress shoes (formal wear), water shoes (sand shoes), and tennis shoes (sport shoes or something like that [runners])
February 6
We moved Charity to our room and Benjamin to Charitys room
February 11
I think that we are finally starting to feel like this is our home. It isn't a vacation anymore. This is real, this is our life.




