Free will is what determines whether the hammer in the hand of a craftsman is a tool of trade, or in the hands of a madman – may be an instrument of murder.
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Craftsman or murderer?
Sunbeams and stories
Some books snap open neatly revealing their double page spread in a moment.
Other books crack open slowly, the understandings they bring spreading like sunbeams from the curve beyond.
Continue reading “Sunbeams and stories”In the silence
Something that gives me great hulking bunches of joy is when it is clear a child understands for a bright dazzling moment – how very much you love them.
Continue reading “In the silence”A walking prayer
A friendly young voice called out while serving at the register beside me “Hello Mrs McEwan! How are you?” I looked across seeing a hint of familiarity but having to admit (with a smile and a ‘hello’ first) that I couldn’t recognise him. He told me his name and a heap of context whizzed through my mind as I looked at this tall and smiling young man that I hadn’t seen since being about 3 feet tall. He had to serve another customer so I thanked him for saying hello, told him it made me so happy that he had – and asked him to say ‘hey’ to his mum for me.
Continue reading “A walking prayer”Futility
