Hunny! 40 Days in the 100 Aker Wood – Day 40
To be able to provide a home for another is a precious gift, to know that our Beloved provides a home for us makes all our challenges, whether they involve squatting bishops or not, melt away.
To be able to provide a home for another is a precious gift, to know that our Beloved provides a home for us makes all our challenges, whether they involve squatting bishops or not, melt away.
This was not the only time since I have been in Holy Orders I have been threatened with a fire arm but it is the one when I prayed the deepest and hardest…
Often, when presented with the challenges brought to us by the anawim, the little poor ones, of God we hesitate to help. We can be tempted to question their motives in the middle of their distress. How many times have the words, ‘But do they really need it’ been spoken about those who queue for food and other help outside churches?
Fierce weather has a way of shaking the fidgets out of my system. Not just the cobwebs of life but the things that I’ve been clinging on to for no good reason other than they are mine and nobody else’s; and such things always weigh me down instead of setting me free.
Vengeance is the ultimate form of silliness. It accomplishes nothing because it cannot restore anything.
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?
…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 28 – Saturday after 4th Sunday of Lent To Read: “But it’s too small for two of us,” Said Christopher Robin sadly. “Three of us with Piglet.” “That makes it smaller still. Oh, Pooh Bear, what shall we do?” And then this Bear, Pooh Bear, Winnie-the-Pooh, F.O.P. (Friend… Continue reading Hunny! 40 Days in the 100 Aker Wood – Day 28
My fear of God is deeply ingrained and I weep that some ministers continue to preach judgement and rejection instead of welcome and redemption.
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’.