Coolum After the Storm

As many of you may know, or may not know, depending if or if not your favorite media covered it, Queensland’s coast got hit with a storm. Not quite a cyclone, it was what they call an ex cyclone, basically a massive storm. But, even though it wasn’t a cyclone it still did damage, a lot of damage in some areas, where we were thankfully there wasn’t much damage, and where there was damage in our area it was very minimal.

Here are some photos of Coolum beach after the storm.

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The wind was pretty strong, and the waves were huge! No one was going surfing that day. We had waked along a nice sandy beach before the storm hit now it’s more rock than sand in some areas.

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Its amazing how wind and rain can change things so much, in only a couple of days or less.

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A lot of erosion happened, and where the shore line once was isn’t there anymore.

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The last picture in black and white, I think best describes the business of it that day. Not with people, but with everything else, like the wind, waves, the mixture of soil and sand, everything.

Thankfully the storm has passed and there isn’t another one coming anytime soon, so we can recoup and get things back on track, those who’s homes and businesses were damaged it will take longer. For those who lost family and friends to the storm, things won’t be the same.

I can say some good things about the storm, people who live in the country and water tanks were practically empty, their tanks are now full to over flowing! And where they were low on rain this year I think the storm made up for it.

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Tree and Me

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Have you hugged a tree today?

though it may seem silly

it’s quite therapeutic

It gets you over a fear of seeming silly

Quite true

It can ignite a conversation

or it can lead people to thinking you quite loony

But have you hugged a tree today?

 

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Growing up

Small I may seem

But big I will be

Don’t let my size fool you

I’ll be big before you know it

Don’t look down on me

Because I’m not as big as you

One day I’ll be as tall as you

When I grow up

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Family

Family that’s what we are

Solid as a tree trunk

With many different branches

Some more nuttier than others

But all still come from the same roots

You are and Family you shall always be

Because the nut never falls far from the tree

And when you’re on the ground you’re closer

To the roots than where you began

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Different

I stand out, I don’t fit in

While everyone else is wearing dull colors

I’m wearing all bright

But that’s alright

You are you and I am me

We don’t have to be the same

There’s always got to be someone different in the crowd

 

This is dedicated to some dear friends of ours who introduced us to tree hugging. Sorry but we’re missing one, as my brother didn’t want to pose for a “hug a tree” photo.

Our Trip To Australia

Ok here’s the post about our trip and how Father brought us here.

(typed last week posted this week)

Well as you may or may not know we were in Israel, and before that in Jordan because our visa expired. Our visa was about to expire again, and there were next to zero funds. A huge test for us. Its not like He hasn’t put us through that before but, it hasn’t gotten any easier through the years either.

We knew we could go to Jordan, how to get there and all that. We were just there 3 months ago. We had also had the thought of going to Australia. We knew the work wasn’t done, and I knew that Father was calling us back. But, because there were no finances to go, I figured it was my head and flesh wanting to go.

We all got ready for Jordan, got our brains around it, and started to figure out how we would keep ourselves occupied in an apartment for 3 months. I mean, like, because of the culture we wouldn’t be out much, we don’t know the language, the culture and all that.

Then around 6 days before we were leaving Israel, someone (who will remain anonymous due to privacy reasons) offered us the tickets to go to Australia. At first we weren’t so sure. Was this a test to see if we would go the easy route (Australia) or the hard one (Jordan). All this time we still hadn’t found a place to stay in Jordan. By easy, I mean, like: the same language, a place where I can walk and not feel censored because I wasn’t wearing a head covering, family, friends, a possibility of a drivers license, and much more. And by hard, I mean: not knowing the language, and it’s hard to describe but, if you’ve been in a Muslim country then you can understand.

Back to the story, so we prayed about it. Father had already showed me something a few weeks or so before but, I wasn’t going to say anything until someone else got something to confirm it. On Sabbath we got together as a family and made a decision based on what Father was showing us. We were heading to Australia, which required us to get our minds around something totally opposite of what we were prepared for.

Now we had to find tickets. When Sabbath ended Dad went on the famous –or is it infamous- airline ticket search. I call it that, because Dad’s airline searches can last from hours to days to weeks. In this case we only had a day, as we wanted to leave either Monday or Tuesday.

We contacted some friends (who will stay anonymous) in Queensland which we wanted to go see before we left Israel earlier this year, but it didn’t quite work out. They said that it was no problem for us to stay with them. So we got tickets to Brisbane.

A fellow we met in Israel (he makes the soap that my brother blogged about on “fromthericefields”) drove us to the train station on Tuesday evening. From there we caught the train (a double decker) to the airport. Everything at the airport went smoothly. And we knew it was what Father wanted us to do. He was with us the whole way. The lady at passport control even wished me a “Happy Birthday”. I’ve never in my whole life that I can remember been wished a happy birthday from a passport control agent. That just kinda made my day, my birthday wasn’t even until the next week!

Anyway, we flew out at 10:10 that night,

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to Seoul, South Korea, where we had a layover of 4 hours.

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After we flew straight to Brisbane where, the wife of this family picked us up.

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We met 3 members of their family when they went down to Victoria, so it was really good to meet up with the rest of their family.

They took us to the Beach last Sunday. It was AWESOME! My first time in Queensland and my first Sunshine Coast Beach!

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We also went for a walk in the Sub-Tropical rain forest. But those pictures are for later!

So that pretty much covers it all