Diddly dee Jesus loves me, yup yup you he loves all of you too! Im gonna jump straight back in where I left the last blog off. As I was saying I awoke that Friday morning on fire for God like never before. I was up early and went for a skate and then walked the dogs along the rocks after which I jumped on my older brother Will telling him how much Jesus loves him and how much I love him. Will not being the best morning person didn't quite appreciate this but I just threw a few glory bombs at him and told him it was time to get up for work. That day we emptied two storage units that had not been paid for in my dads storage warehouse. I got blessed with two bibles in the process which was cool. That night I went out in Cork for my first time since I was back and I had an awesome night. We started the night by chilling in my friend Jacko's house before heading into The Pav where there was a French dub hip hop DJ playing. The music was sick and we all owned the dance floor. Many people were asking what drugs I was on as I was buzzing more than most people there. I told them I was on the best drug in the world and that it was free. This got them very excited and would lead to them asking me what it was. I then told them it was called a glory bomb and its main ingredient was the Holy Spirit. I would follow this up by hugging them and telling them that Jesus loved them which often freaked them out which left me laughing all the time. I walked around the club throwing glory bombs at people whenever I was not dancing telling them how much I loved them and that Jesus loved them with a never ending grace!

I had a few funny moments in the smoking area that night too. At one stage a girl walked past me and grabbed a bit of my tank top and said what the f*** are you wearing a sleeveless top for!? I answered her back smiling that Jesus had told me to because he said it was cool and that Jesus loves you too. This left her speechless and it left me laughing. Later on I shouted across the smoking area to my friend John that I could meet him for a coffee any day this week to talk about Christianity. Just after I said this a cute girl walked past me and looked up at me to say. I would meet up with you for a coffee any time! I then looked down at her and smiled saying. To be honest im meeting up with him to talk about Jesus, do you want to talk to me about Jesus? This left her speechless and a bit freaked out so she just walked away to me laughing once again.

The night ended with me climbing up a few poles on Patrick St preaching the awesome news and throwing a few cheeky glory bombs at any passers by. I dropped my friends home that night as they were all pissed and I was the one sober joe. I had a pretty chilled Saturday and I caught on some sleep lost from the night before. I went out again on the Saturday night this time with my good friends Hogsy and Benny. Part of our night was caught on camera which can be seen on my youtube page. I once again had a great night which ended up outside Hill Billies with me telling everybody I met about how awesome Jesus is and how much he loved all of them. Many people thought I was nuts but to be on fire for God would make you appear to be nuts to any none Christian. That night I invited Benny and Hogsy back to my house. We got early on Sunday morning and got a sweet body boarding session in Rocky Bay. Afterwards we cooked up a monster breky for the three of us and Will. Then we made our way to Change Lifes Cork Ministry which is a little Church in Montenotti Hotel. The two lads came along with me although Benny only lasted ten minutes before he got too tired and left to get a taxi home. Hogsy stayed with me throughout and really enjoyed as did I. This ministry is run by an awesome South African pastor called Charles and I really feel amazing things are due to happen there in the coming years. Although there was only around ten of us there the presence and anointing of the Holy Spirit was there heavily and beautifully.

I dropped Finbarr down to work in Clonakilty on the Sunday night and stayed the night with him before heading back to Cork early the next morning to work with Will once again. On the Tuesday I had a few of my school friends come to my house for a bbq and some tubing behind the speedboat of which I still need to edit the videos. I have some very funny coverage of good wipe outs and the big man Dan struggling to get into the boat for around 5 minutes. We all had a great night out that night and ended up in Crane Lane which is an awesome venue in Cork. That night I brought my long board skateboard out with me. At the end of the night I cruised around HillBillies in my Pjs and tank top getting some odd looks to which I responded sending back Glory Bombs. At one stage that night I skated up to the police van casually and knocked on the passenger seat window. The police wound the window down and I then told them that Jesus loved them to which they responded by telling me to piss off. I laughed and skated away happy as larry. That night I broke up a few fights before driving my drunk friends all home.

All this time with me being on fire for God many of my friends started to really open up to me about their beliefs and personal issues they had in their lives that they felt comfortable sharing with me. Building trust with people is very important as from trust will flow honesty and this then can lead to emotional healing on many levels. It could be through forgiveness which is very important or problems in the past that have been locked away but need to be opened up to be set free. I love sharing with people how through prayer and counseling over the past six months I have been emotionally healed on many levels with my depression been the most noticeable one for me. I can openly share with people how through prayer and Father G's guidance I was able to pinpoint things from my youth and puberty that caused my depression. Through me being open to talk about any part of my past enables others to open up to me allowing me to help them also with Father G's guidance.

That week I ended up going out on the Wednesday and Friday nights also with the Friday night being my last night out in Cork. As it was to be my last night out in Cork I made it a special one and brought along my brothers green crocodile costume to put on at the right time that night. We ended up in Crane Lane once again that night and had an awesome time. Myself, Billy and Jacko ripped up the dancefloor. At one stage the two lads lifted me up crowdsurfing which was unreal fun. Suddenly though I saw the bouncers aggressively making there way for us. They went about pulling me down and then to their surprise I hugged them and told them Jesus loved them which freaked them right out. They went from being all pissed off and wanting to throw me out to leaving me be as they realized I was sober and were freaked out by me trying to hug them. This made the lads and I laugh big time! As soon as the music ended I ran to my car on Patricks St and put on the crocodile costume. I then skated back to the club in my croc suit throwing glory bombs at people along the way. I arrived back just in time to catch my friends exiting the club. When they saw me in croc suit they all hit the floor laughing and could not believe what they were seeing. What a sight though! Later on I came across a greek guy playing music on the street with a load of drunk people dancing around him. I ran into the middle of them and started breakdancing before jumping up and telling them all how much Jesus loved all of them. I gave Cork a good send off that night and whats even better is that I caught it all on film which I will edit for you lucky viewers shortly.

On the Saturday I drove up to Lahinch to meet up with two of my school friends. On the way up I called into my old school Glenstal for an hour to catch up with my old headmaster and housemaster who are both monks. The school is run by the benedicting monks. I stepped on their toes a bit referring to Catholics idolatry of the pope and Mary but I did what Father G guided me to do and say. I shined the light and left after my short visit and catch up. I spent that night in Lahinch with Crimbo and the Dav. We had a good chilled night. The following morning Dav left early to head back to his Farm. Crimbo and I went for a long walk on the beach during which I opened up to him about my spiritual journey and how I was happy for him to be on his own journey and that I would never bible bash him or convert him. Jesus is the only person who converts people anyway. After our walk we went to the local Christian Church which is full of surfers. I really enjoyed it and during the worship Crimbo turned to me saying that the only reason he was here was for me to which I responded that the only reason I was here was for him! I think this bit of truth freaked him out a bit and he left a few minutes later to spend the rest of the time in the car. Once the service was over I went out to the car and brought him back in to meet the others in the Church for a coffee as he knew some of them already. One of them was John McCarthy the famous big wave surfer from the AIB add a few years back. He was really cool and I hope to keep in touch with him in the future.

I arrived back home that evening to meet my parents who were now back from there ten days in Portugal. That evening they caught by surprise by asking me to sit down with them for a talk just before I went to bed. In this talk my dad said a number of things that really hurt me but I had been expecting them as through prayer with a friend in Perth I had been warned that I would receive some hurtful things from my dad while I was home. His main point was that he felt I was using Christianity as a way of drawing attention to myself and that I was giving it a bad name if anything. He also said that he felt I might be manic in the way I had been acting over the last six months and that I might have bi polar. I initially reacted to this but quickly heard the comforting voice of Father G telling me to receive what my dad was saying and to just love him through it. The talk ended up with them asking me to see a psychiatrist before I left for Perth to make sure I was not manic or had some form a depression. I told them that I had been fully healed of any past depression through prayer but that I would see a psychiatrist for my love of them to put them at ease before I left. We must learn to honour our parents and this is what I was doing. They were also worried that I would not have enough money for my flights of which I had still not paid for even though I planned to fly out on Friday. I reassured them that I would raise enough money at my going away party on Tuesday night as I was auctioning off many of my possessions. They along with many others didn't believe I would raise the money I needed for my flights but I had such a faith and trust in Father G that he would provide as he had told me I would be flying out that Friday.

On the Monday night I met my family doctor as my parents wanted me to talk to him first before I saw a psychiatrist. I knew from experience and wise teaching over the last few months that what the enemy means for bad God will use for good and that's what I believed would be the case with my parents thinking I was manic. I met my doctor in my house on the Monday night during which we had a long chat during which I had the opportunity to share my testimony with him. He is a Catholic and has a bit of faith and Father G planted a solid seed that night. Once we had finished talking we met with my parents during which he told them that he felt I was perfect but that it would be a good idea to see a psychiatrist to analyse me a bit more this area of medicine was not his strength. This started to put my parents at ease which made me very happy. The following day was the day of my going away party in the rugby club. I had a bunch of my friends come down along with many awesome Christians who I had met during my month at home. My Christian friends and I all prayed before my other friends arrived that Father G would have his will and his way on this night and that he would provide the way for me to get back to Perth. The night could not have gone better! I acutioned off all my stuff telling a funny story from my past with each one, which had all my friends in fits laughing. Then at the end of the night I told all my friends how much I loved them. I told them how real wealth was family and friendships as these last forever and we store them up in heaven whereas material objects don't last and wont bring happiness. I told them the cliché of how we all are seeking the truth and how in the truth we will find freedom and from this freedom will flow endless happiness. I told them that that was what I had discovered through Jesus and Christianity. But I told them we are all on our own journey and that I was not there to force nothing on them but to just love them and be there as a friend for them always. I also told them that if they were ever in trouble or sick and had a family member sick to let me know because I will pray my heart out for them. I told them that it doesn't matter what you believe it matters what I believe and I have seen miracles through the power of prayer. I then blessed them all and thanked them for coming along that night. They all really enjoyed the night and gave me a standing ovation at the end. That was very humbling and brought a few tears to my eyes.

Once I got home after saying my goodbyes to all my friends I briefly counted the money to discover that Father G had blessed me with over €600 as promised. With this money and other money I had from work and selling my short board surfboards and windsurfing kit I now had enough money for flights back to Perth and a bit of cash for my first week. Father G had blessed me abundantly. My parents were amazed that I had raised all the money and the following morning I booked my flights to fly back to Perth on the Friday. I also visited the psychiatrist in the hospital along with both of my parents that morning. I spent over an hour talking to a junior psychiatrist and around half an hour to the senior one afterwards. I had the opportunity to share my testimony with both of them which lead to more seeds been planted. The senior one brought my parents in when she had finished talking to me by myself and told them that she thought I was perfect. She told them that she knew born again Christians herself and that they were more chilled out that me and that I was likely to become like that too. To this I responded that in fact quite the opposite would happen. My energy and what my parents, a few of my friends and the monks in glenstal had thought was a manic side to me was in fact me being on fire for god and this was likely to increase as time went by. I told the psychiatrist that in fact all Christians should be on fire for God and that my behaviour was perfectly normal as a Christian. She did not quite know how to respond to this so she just nodded her head which left me smiling. Before we left I made sure to tell her that Jesus loved her as she had told me that she was Catholic and had a bit of faith.

My parents were finally put at ease and I had honoured them in seeing the psychiatrist. It was a glorious victory for Father G. That night I visited Finbarr down in Clonakilty as he had not made my going away party due to work. I picked him up after work and we both went for a surf on long strand. We had an awesome sun set surf before heading back into Clon for some live music. I left early the following morning after saying goodbye to Finbarr. I spent the Thursday meeting a number of friends in town. I had enjoyed a lovely family meal on my last night in Ireland. We had my mums famous lasagne which cannot be beated. Tasty is an understatement! The following morning I packed up and had an emotional goodbye with my mum and sister. My dad dropped to the airport during which time I got to put him at ease about my Christian way of life so as that he could truly understand and not come to his hurtful conclusions.

My time in the Emerald Isle which was a month exactly was the best holiday I have ever had. I enjoyed seeing my family and friends very much and had an awesome time with all of them. I pray that Father G blesses all of them and Ireland as whole a nation from which awesome things will soon start happening. Blessings of peace and love.