Finding our Middle – 40 Days with Anna Day 7 – Wednesday after 1st Sunday of Lent To Read: …..no one fell under her spell more completely or willingly than me.  My work, which was in oils, was not more than five minutes’ walk away from home, so I was always home for dinner at about… Continue reading Finding our Middle – 40 Days with Anna – Day 7

Bear constantly in mind these two rules of thought before any speech or action – ‘Put yourself in another’s place’ and ‘Do as you would be done by.’

Finding our Middle – 40 Days with Anna Day 6 – Tuesday after 1st Sunday of Lent  To Read: Our street, twenty houses big, was a regular United Nations;  the only colours in kids we didn’t have were green ones and blue ones, we had nearly every other colour.  Our street was a nice street.  Nobody had any… Continue reading Finding our Middle – 40 Days with Anna – Day 6

Does no remembrance of Christ’s infinite patience temper our impatience, when we have spoken seventy times seven, and our words have been disregarded?

Finding our Middle – 40 Days with Anna Day 5 – Monday after 1st Sunday of Lent  To Read: During the next few weeks we tried to find out by a bit of cunning questioning where Anna lived.  The gentle approach, the sideways approach, the sneaky approach, all proved to be useless. It seemed quite possible… Continue reading Finding our Middle – 40 Days with Anna – Day 5

Nothing so surely burns away love as constant fault-finding.

Here is the Good News.

We are God’s children.  

We don’t need to prove it by putting God to the test.  

We will be provided for and empowered by God to demonstrate our heritage. 

We need do nothing more than learn to trust and to obey.

home is a place not only of strong affections, but of entire unreserve;  it is life’s undress rehearsal, its back-room, its dressing-room, from which we go forth to more careful and guarded intercourse,

Finding our Middle – 40 Days with Anna Day 4 – Saturday after Ash Wednesday To Read: This little thing had the most splendid, the most beautiful, copper-coloured hair imaginable, and a face to match.  No painted cherub on some church ceiling was this child, but a smiling, giggling, squirming, real live child, her face alight… Continue reading Finding our Middle – 40 Days with Anna – Day 4

He who has no vision of eternity will never get a true hold of time.