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| My cousin Sashia was in Perth for 6 hours on the 3rd of August, so ABC took her on a whirlwind tour of Perth around the CBD. After breakfast and chats at home we dropped B to work, went to King's Park, then to UWA & Matilda Bay, visit our previous house and then they dropped me at work before going back to the airport. It was a pity we couldn't take leave.  with B
 with A
 with C
 one of UWA's noisy peacocks.
In April, on the 30th, Nina also paid us a surprised visit. That was the last time my camera worked before it thankfully got fixed last month. This was the last picture the camera took before it died... before I took the risk and tinkered with it   . Thank God for nekad times.
Last but not least, a few pictures from Efendi and Kat's wedding last Saturday. What a wonderful afternoon-night it was. Beth & I even get to dance properly (rumba) with the Ishak boys.  me & Ria.
 ABC
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| Some pictures from Dad & Mom's trip to Jakarta (it is NOT a holiday), July 2007. My grandma, Oma Hwie (Dad's mum) with some of her grandchildren. 1 of 2 from son #1 (the other one is in Perth), 2 of 2 from each sons #2&5, 3 of 3 from son #6, none from sons #3&4 (All 5 of us are in Perth. We couldn't get there because we were only given 1-2 weeks notice. We originally planned to come in December.). 
And here she is with all of her 6 daughter-in-laws. I don't know why there aren't any with the sons. 
The next two pictures are my parents with some of their closest friends. These are among the people that my sister said have to be invited to our weddings and are expected to come  . It might not makes sense to you, but in Indonesia it is very common for wedings to be more about the parents than the bride & groom, with most guests if not all are parents' and grandparents' and uncles' and aunts' friends and acquintances. She's saying these people would be counted as her friends, too, family . So now my parents are sort of under pressure (not from me, k?) to go to all the children's weddings to make sure they come to ours. Okay, why? With a number of other couples they were in a family cell-group. They were closed enough that they could fight with their spouses before the others. It wasn't just a Bible study group, it's a real support group. They used to have meetings that last all day (after breakfast till dinner). Loooong ones, but only once every few months. We came, too, and all the kids just read, play games and generally amused ourselves silly or sleep in-between meals. We loved the food  and don't actually remember much else.  
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| Meet my new friends, Alice and Hannah . Alice is named after the nurse it was modelled after, Hannah after the lovely lady who gave me the procelain dolls. The picture was taken at night with Mom's camera. It's a secondhand Olympus I got her (she was absolutely against us getting her a new one). It looks a bit damaged with scratches etc but works fine and is small enough to fit in her palm. So she loves it, yet she lets me use it because mine was pretty much dead and I still haven't bought a new one. Anyway, last week I fixed my camera. On the Wednesday I decided I had nothing to lose, so I got out my Dad's teeny screwdrivers and open it up from the back. Prayed about it, too, I do love that camera. Cleaned the circuit a bit (wished I did electronics at school), put them back together, and it still didn't work... Boo! It wasn't worst, though. Still, on Saturday I tried turning it on again. And it works!! I know it's just a camera, but it's so useful and I was thanking God over and over like a kid. He is soo good, eh? Even on little things like this. Anyway, check out the picture and I'll put more hopefully soon. Ciao.  | | |
| When people make a mockery of God's forgiveness? Boasting happily of how they committed certain sins regularly (let's just say it's definitely a sin but is not illegal) and once a month go to church and confess and pay penance and is forgiven. So they could repeat it. I felt like shouting (I didn't), "You have to REPENT to be forgiven!" They obviously don't understand what "rend your heart and not your garments" mean (Joel 2:13). And this isn't a one off thing. These are the few people who like to use so-called 'logical and unbiased arguments' (so untrue) to say awful things about God. They don't even bother to check the facts, or maybe they don't want to. Probably it's good thing neither are around very often, though when they are I'm pretty exposed to them. I've considered arguing before. But in my experience people like that don't want to listen and me arguing would only fuel them further. They're not seeking God and they're not 'don't know don't care' kind of people either. They're actually seeking to disprove Him, to turn people from Him. So I just slink away so I don't have to listen. Listening just makes me sad. I know God is in control and I trust Him. So for now I just continue as I am. They do have a positive image of me. I could say more but I think I should stop. Please pray for me. Thank you. | | |
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KINGS PARK
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