Hunny! 40 Days in the 100 Aker Wood – Day 31
With our petty arguments over whether we were being ‘Bouncy or Coffy’ or even ‘Boffy’ how ever will those around us be able to see we are Christians by the way we love one another?
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Hunny! 40 Days in the 100 Aker Wood – Day 30
Like Bulls in China shops (or is it Toddlers in the Sanctuary?) when we just get on and do things we get the job done but we can often leave a wake that requires repentance and reparation
Hunny! 40 Days in the 100 Aker Wood – Day 29
…if there is a bridge over the River of the Water of Life and you are not allowed to play Poohsticks can the place really be named Paradise?
Hunny! 40 Days in the 100 Aker Wood – Day 27
My fear of God is deeply ingrained and I weep that some ministers continue to preach judgement and rejection instead of welcome and redemption.
Hunny! 40 Days in the 100 Aker Wood – Day 26
As a Gobby Vicar (Owl may be another of my patron ‘saints’!) I love the sound of my own voice and never pass up an opportunity to tell others what God really wants us (well, others) to do. I know that daily I need to stop, smell the petrichor, and listen to the voice of Our Beloved saying ‘Where are you’?
Hunny! 40 Days in the 100 Aker Wood – Day 25
Eventually he learns that his real ‘treasure’ is not to be found in ten (or even 10 hundred) pots of honey but instead it is amongst his friends in the 100 Aker Wood.
Hunny! 40 Days in the 100 Aker Wood – Day 24
Like the Grinch we must learn that friendship and joy is never about possessions and gifts and stuff, but about each other. When we finally realise that all our hearts will ‘Grow three sizes’.
Hunny! 40 Days in the 100 Aker Wood – Day 23
Perhaps our Beloved’s words of rebuke to the Storm are as much to us as to the wind and the waves that immediately obey?
Hunny! 40 Days in the 100 Aker Wood – Day 22
Our brokenness, our emptiness, regardless of how we came to be broken and empty, are exactly the gifts our Beloved requires of us. Nothing else is needed.
Hunny! 40 Days in the 100 Aker Wood – Day 20
Sometimes, perhaps flippantly, when something has not turned out quite as expected a wag will say. ‘Well. it’s the thought that counts.’ Never a truer word has been said. It is all about the thought that we put into our daily tasks of service, even though they may seem ever so mundane, that counts.
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