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47 Walton Crescent

The name of the little street I am blessed to call home for the next four months. Located close to the city center, this street provides an ideal site for student living. Above Walton lies a street called Little Clarendon. At night, this street comes to life illuminated by a string of tiny lights, the humming sound of conversation, the incredible aroma of freshly made garlic bread from the little Italian restaurant, and the laughter streaming out of G & D, a cow themed ice cream cafe. Nestled on the south corner of Walton, hides a delicious Lebanese restaurant called, Al Shami. A secret restaurant dangerously close to home.

This street provides perfect people watching, which I have a perfect view from my bedroom window. It is one of my favorite homework break activities, peering out as the world passes by. I catch glimpses of fascinating interactions. Elementary boys biking by, yelling jokes. Mums and their babies out for an afternoon stroll. A fisherman knocking door to door, selling his fish. A couple dressed for a lovely dinner. The neighborhood cat pooping in our yard, again. The little old woman across the street bundled in a scarf and gloves out for a walk. Each glimpse of Walton is new, holding a different story with each glance.
When I think of how many people walk down Walton I am amazed to realize God knows and loves each individual. They are His beloved children. Then I ask myself, do they know it? How blessed am I to know my relationship with Christ? To live in relationship with my King and Creator, Savior and Friend. My relationship with Christ makes everything I experience valuable. I acknowledge that every good and perfect thing comes from above. Every sweet flower I smell, comforting interaction I experience, garden I explore, or smile I receive, I know comes from God. All around me, creation shouts the praises of God and I want to join in. I want to scream from my window,
Our God is an Awesome God!
Then I think of those who do not have a relationship with Christ. I think of what they miss. I wonder how they can enjoy life when they are not walking with its very creator. I want to invite them into this relationship to introduce them to a God who loves them with a sacrificial love. I want them to have the gift I have, to enjoy the beauty and joy that God offers. I want them to join the chorus of creation, praising our God for His wonder and faithfulness day to day. Sometimes I feel I could burst with the joy I have from God's goodness. If I am this fortunate shouldn't others have the opportunity to receive the same gift I carry?
May you always be willing to share the gift of Christ with those around you.

All my love,
Gennavieve

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