‘Mummy, it really hurts me in my tummy when other people are sad’
Zoë’s wee eyes filled up out of the blue earlier…
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‘Mummy, it really hurts me in my tummy when other people are sad’
Zoë’s wee eyes filled up out of the blue earlier…
‘For everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven…’ (Ecclesiastes 3:1) I looked out my kitchen window yesterday and noticed an apple or two still on my tree. It looked like they were just clinging on for dear life, just hanging on by a single twig. Anyone else feel aContinue reading “Clinging on for dear life”
Winter will end, And time will heal; New life will come! We’ll see the Sun, and Come forth whole.
Ok, so this isn’t one of my proudest parenting moments. But I’m going to share it because no doubt most of us all have to go through this rigmarole at some point in the next few months, and as well as being mildly amusing (only in hindsight, I assure you), let this be a warning not to promise rewards in the moment you aren’t willing to deliver on; you may regret it.
Today my wee Zoë is having follow-up surgery on her arm. She smashed the bone just under her elbow in June and had plates and screws installed. I wrote a post during her first operation – I’ll admit, it was partly to distract myself from pacing the corridors and going out of my mind. ThisContinue reading “An operation in resilience #2”
As the nights bleed into days…
As time slips through your fingers
As you continue to show unconditional love, even when you’re on your knees
Remember…
You are stronger than you know, and braver than you think
Once upon a time there was a battle. A fight which felt impossible to win. The leader of one side was known for his great exploits. His courage. His bravery. His boldness. His unwavering confidence in his God. But in this particular story, he is vulnerable, he is weary, and he is tired. A groupContinue reading “When weariness weighs you down, who holds you up?”
Africa by night can be chillingly haunting. The shriek of a witch doctor performing a curse. The moans of a child hallucinating with malaria. The bloodcurdling screeching and droning chants of cultish groups performing exorcisms.
I don’t know if any of you have read the news reports about the Coronavirus parties that people have been holding to challenge the reality that COVID-19 is, in fact, ‘real.’ Some of the stories of the consequences of reckless and irresponsible actions have been totally heartbreaking.
Reality is, I feel anything but resilient right now. But resilience isn’t really about how you feel, is it? Resilience is about how you respond.