This is not just a sweet little piece of prose.
Every line is a Rock-Solid-Knowing.
Do you Know them too – or are they just ‘nice’?
Do you know them too – or do you think you can’t be included?
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This is not just a sweet little piece of prose.
Every line is a Rock-Solid-Knowing.
Do you Know them too – or are they just ‘nice’?
Do you know them too – or do you think you can’t be included?
Tonight I asked Mr Google why a dog would eat it’s own vomit. Turns out it’s because it’s not revolting to them.
Their sense of smell picks up the same ingredients/scents that were in it the first time they ate it.
(Apologies – I’m running late !)
As we read through Proverbs this month – be on the lookout for friends.
Read on…
If we looked into the meaning of the word love, it would be so much more but definitely include words like:
Continue reading ““TIMES 12 CLUB” OCTOBER focus”September focii (don’t think that’s a word but it suits my purpose)…
Margin month: Choose any of the last 3 months and go round again!
I’m rolling with August!
Proverbs often refers to people in generic descriptive ways like ‘fool’, ‘simple ones’ or ‘the righteous’ but it also refers to people more specifically as ‘man’, ‘woman’, ‘king’, ‘son’, ‘father’, ‘mother’.
This month, notice and consider each of the specific addresses and whether or not it’s truly only considered to be specifically and only for application in the role addressed or if it’s a generality or example, for emphasis or simplicity of expression- or something wider, broader, more encompassing – exclusive to the role mentioned or not.
The “Times Twelve club” is a collective of people reading the chapter of Proverbs that corresponds to that days date – thereby reading the whole book 12 times in the year with a suggested ‘focus lens’ to read through to squash thoughts of familiarity making it an already ‘known’ book – starting 1st of every month. Would you like to join in with others doing just that?
Scripture is absolutely peppered with metaphors- as is the way that we speak, so much so that we hardly even notice them in conversation… but we can also miss them for other reasons. If you didn’t know what pepper was, you would completely miss the metaphor in this paragraph.
Continue reading ““TIMES 12 CLUB” JULY focus”Beautiful God, Maker, Author, Sustainer – Perfect in Love, Lover of Mercy, Sure and perfect in Judgment,
I was born into fallen Adam, the family of slavery, sinner by birth – born again into Jesus, the Family of release – with new, complete and paid-in-advance fullness. Thankyou that Your Spirit in me is in the business of new life; life more abundant; life that is forward facing and growing as your light pushes back the darkness.
Thankyou that Your Spirit can’t rest beside sin and is faithful to not allow me rest there either.
Continue reading “Personalised confession prayer”Today will not be the end of this story.
Today is just on the way to tomorrow.
Today we will know a bit more.
– – And hide a little bit less.
And become a little more like the one or One that we follow.
The way or Way that we seek.
I remember a certain moment of exasperation with a certain child as the bunch of 6 (at the time) and I were rushing off to school one morning.
The moment came at the insistence of the usual seating plan needing to be adhered to when for whatever reason that morning it was more expedient to just tumble in and GO. My question to them was “what is the heart of that rule?” The answer for them might have been fairness (front seat turns) but for me it was efficiency since I didn’t want the front seat discussion every journey- so I created a guideline (rule/roster/structure) to manage it.
Continue reading “Reading Flat”Last spring I cleared a section of garden where a vine had overtaken an old swing frame. It was super pretty in its overgrown state but entirely unusable and the years for baby swings have passed on by.
It took a half day to hack away at those vines which, having had free reign for a decade were thick, entwined and twisted in every place they could take hold. One section I remember reminded me of an old western movie lasso- a couple of meters long, twisted near perfect as a rope, each part thicker than my thumb. That vine had separated the wooden planked swing roof sending it tumbling once the vine stranglehold was removed and would have continued to grow in strength and damage had it not been chopped off from the root that fed it.
Continue reading “When a verse ‘comes alive’”