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Mozzies love me. They land so lightly I mostly don’t know they’re beginning to sting until it’s too late but you can be sure that as un-co and reflex slow as I am, if I see it – I’m going to squish it or at least swat it away.
A couple of weeks ago I said the most awful thing I’ve ever said to anyone in my entire life. I sat, actually stunned, by the foulness of and contempt within my very own words. More about that later.
Continue reading “Squish ’em”
I grew up in a generation that used “Der Fred” when something seemed really dumb or obvious – but I don’t think it’s allowed to say “der Fred” to Jesus.
Continue reading “Do you Want to be Well?”
I see anger as something that can not only be destroying but also as something very motivating… it creates surges of energy… some anger can’t be avoided for sure but underneath that anger lies the real reason and the real reason creates – sometimes, screaming agony. In that agony there is a kind of helplessness -which – we prefer to avoid. We’d rather the energy and momentum of the anger than feel/know/address the true core. Praise God we are not helpless in fact, but we do have to recognise and explore the pain that is there in order to heal.
This is my wedding ring. It has lived on my hand for nearly 29 years.
I don’t know if you can see how bent out of shape it is – this happened on a day a little over 20 years ago when I did a heap of gardening… leaning heavily on a shovel, edging the lawn borders.
Continue reading “Two stage memorial”
Today was such a conglomeration of sights and thoughts… one tangent I found myself on took place after I dropped my Dad and Mum at the hospital (Dad is having surgery) was on healing.
I went off thinking how awful it would be if our bodies NEVER healed. If we got sick and stayed sick and if we got cut or bruised and never repaired. We’d all truly look like zombies. A speckled zombie in my case since I had measles AND chicken pox as a kid.
Not in fact a morbid line of thought as I was thinking on the Psalm 103 where it is talking about the Lord “who heals all your diseases”. While it’s not quite the intent of the verse, it led me to be thoughtful and grateful for the fact that in so many cases our bodies are made to heal.
We recover from wounds, both cuts and bones knit back together and headaches go away. NO not in every case, and yes we age and the healing gets slower till we all don’t heal of SOMEthing… but at every moment of every day, every one of us are healing and repairing from a variety of things, all without our own effort or decision.
Amazing. Multiple miracles happening inside every person.