It’s taking forever to use the Internet so while I’m waiting, I’ll write something. I didn’t know I would need to use the Internet so much for homework and assignments. I’m in the process of changing my Internet server so I can actually do the things I need to do for school. I don’t know if I have anything really interesting to write here nor if there is anything good I’ve been noticing or thinking about these days. I drove two friends to Bible School for the Alumni thing this weekend. I was saddened to see that there were only 2 alumni from my year (and I am in the count!). I guess people are busy and it’s not easy to get a ride to Sherbrooke, I know. Oh well. So right now I’m tired. Driving back to Montreal and then to St-Timothée and then taking the bus and the métro (subway) home. That was tiring. I praise God for my time there though. We got to PdVB on Friday night and left on Sunday. It was neat to see old friends and be encouraged because they’re following Christ and they love Him. That cheers me up. To hear Jon Godfrey speak and challenge us was a blessing too. Just being back on campus was great.

But I left. Again, feeling like I’m leaving behind many blessings. It’s just too bad when you have to leave and people tell you they wished we’d have been able to sit down and chat about real stuff. Man, I so would like to be there again and just live comfortably with Christians 24/7. I know it’s not always comfortable, but you know, those are really the “good old days” when I was at Bible School. I know that the best word to qualify how I feel about leaving and all that would be “poche” (pocket). Frenchies, you all know what I mean. I’m just saying, “it’s boring, too bad” sort of. It’s true, it is “poche”, because I believe that my renewed nature just longs to live forever with my brothers and sisters… but we’re still on earth. It’s not yet the time. Yeah, I know I am a party-pooper. But that’s reality and nobody can deny that. So I go back to my grandparents’ place and go through each single day feeling a bit lonely and missing my true friends, I live with their pictures around me, unanimated smiles on my walls and memories in my head believing that God wants me here for now and not in heaven, enjoying His Presence and my brothers and sisters. “It’ll come” – that’s what He says.

So let us take courage and follow Christ wherever He leads. Let us not consider the sighs and the sorrow we are going through so they bother us in our walk with Jesus. May we be found obedient to Jesus, then we’ll meet again and at last, enjoy –truly enjoy- our God, and our brothers and sisters. Take hold of Christ. “All these people were still living by faith when they died. They did not receive the things promised; the only saw them and welcomed them from a distance. And they admitted that they were aliens and strangers on earth. People who say such things show that they are longing for a country of their own. … Instesd they were longing for a better country – a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for He has prepared a city for them.” (Hebrews 11:16) I hope it could be written something like this first verse on my grave, “Was still living by faith when she died.” I hope we live by faith whatever the cost is.

Bank for Native Missionaries: 0$ as of Septtember 10 2006