It was a cold and windy night in Edinburgh, we had all finished a lovely flat dinner and were getting ready to wrap up in blankets, with revision in one hand and tea in the other.
But wait...sorry that is what we were meant to do. What we actually did was take a spontaneous trip up Arthur's Seat, in the dead of night, with nothing more than a small torch and a camera to keep us going.
Rachel announced how she had never been up Arthur's [.....]
My last day at home was spent going to my brand new church. What I mean by that is my church at home just built a sparkly, new church. I couldn't help myself but return home for the official opening. I have a special want to return home as well, because it was my big sis that designed the church, she was the architect, oh yeah!!
My church is my family, I have grown up there. I was baptisted there, and grew as a Christian through [.....]
Here is a little something I was thinking about earlier. Thought I would share it with you all. During time of essays and uni work starting to built up, its amazing to know my hope is built on nothing less than Jesus blood and righteousness.
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This may only be day two of being home, but its the only full day. Shame! Therefore, we decided it had to be a good one. We packed our car, grabbed the winter wetsuit I got for Christmas (which I have to say was my favourite present) and decided to hit the beach. It may be cold, windy and no sun in sight, but that is our style! Who wants a crowded beach anyway?
The snacks in the car screamed 'Northern Ireland' with good ol' [.....]
