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I remember learning in school that there were five senses. Just lately I’ve read a couple of things suggesting that there are way MORE than five. The five we know… sight, touch, taste, smell, hearing…
Continue reading “The box is too small”
I so love the conversations that come out of kids stories. Tonight we read a new one – “The Very Cranky Bear” – bought entirely to see if it represented the Bear in our own house 🙂
Continue reading “Not the three bears”
Sometimes I wonder if Christianity has shrunken the magnificence of the Holy Spirit’s appearance at Jesus baptism in our neat (but lovely) pictures of doves. I have wondered if the phrase ‘like a dove’ means with the gracefulness and lightness of its movement in flight – rather than the physical form of an actual dove… Luke does say ‘bodily form’, but the event was ASTOUNDING and this picture made me think of these verses…
Continue reading “Like a dove”
When Lauren (our oldest daughter) was about 4 we went on a camp for kids aged 6-16 as helpers. Her ever-loved and slightly tatty “Mousey” went with us. One hot summers day – it got lost. The preciousness of Mousey dictated that Lauren’s days steps be retraced (multiple times) and that the entire campsite be searched.
Continue reading “The preciousness of Mousey”
Have you ever had the experience of having to explain the obvious to someone who just can’t/wont see it? I’ve had two in recent weeks. Both head-bangers. The first was explaining something to someone in writing- that they and I both had copies of – yet refused to concede that I’d done so. Crazy making.
Continue reading “Blind or open eyes?”
The 5 Love Languages. Or is it 7? Or are there even more? “Love languages” may be a topic you’ve never heard of before, something you’re sick to death of hearing about, or something somewhere in the middle. Whichever it is for you, I’ve been thinking on them a bit lately.
Continue reading “How many Love Languages did you say?”
When we first moved into our current house twenty-something years ago, we had these lovely neighbours to our right that became like an extra set of grandparents. Bob-Bob would walk their lovely lumbering dog Rufus past our house each afternoon…
Continue reading “Intangible grief”
Ever since Miss 6 was born she’s had several ‘other mothers’ – namely her 3 older sisters, but this comment is about the elder one of 9 years.
So many times when Miss 6 was a baby, Miss Then Nine would sidle up quietly beside me as we went rushing out the door and say “Don’t worry about a bag Mum, I’ve packed some nappies and wipes and a change of clothes…”
Continue reading “Enough love?”
While I don’t believe in karma, the way it is spoken of across social media seems also similarly one-eyed as I wrote yesterday in the post about forgiveness. I’ve seen people joke that they must’ve been bad in their past life to deserve their circumstances in this… But mainly people seem to use it as a means to wish harm or punishment wherever they’ve seen bad behaviour.
Continue reading “No karma – No Teflon”
Imagine God told YOU to hop on a plane and head for Mosul (where ISIS is wreaking havoc) tomorrow morning. Imagine He said to you to go, be a single solitary lone voice there. To stand in the streets and preach repentance or doom at the hand of God. Would you go? Would you run the opposite direction? I do often feel poor old Jonah has been harshly judged by us folks who’d have been equally terrified.
Continue reading “In common with Jonah”