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The Great In Between

The Great In Between

So, Holy Saturday. A day between the absolute hideous sadness and the incredible joy. Balanced somewhere, tinged by hope for us, but not for those on the original day. Hope had left. Everything had changed, shut down, gone. Nothing remained. Mary, her tears falling without ceasing as she contemplated, and asked Why. For us, it can be like our lives are in this Great In Between time. Tinged by sadness, shot through with hope. Sometimes one weighing greater than the…

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God’s Great Dance Floor

God’s Great Dance Floor

‘I feel alive….I come alive…I am alive….on God’s great dance floor…’ So went the lyrics of one of the tunes in amazing Impact this year at New Wine. The first time we sang this, I kind of shrank a little bit inside. But….I thought. But, this is for people who can dance. It’s for all those guys up the front who jump up and down and do that stuff I used to do when I had lungs that kind of…

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The Point Being?

The Point Being?

We have a hamster named Bilbo. He doesn’t do very much all day, really. He sleeps a lot, and occasionally he’ll have a little wander round his cage, stuff his pouches with whatever he can find and go back to bed. He might come out for a little wander round the sofa or in his ball for a while. He’s not a lot of use though, frankly, he doesn’t do anything much. Except he does. He brings joy to the…

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The Virtual Maundy Thursday Labyrinth

The Virtual Maundy Thursday Labyrinth

Many churches partake in a ‘Labyrinth’ on Maundy Thursday. People are invited to walk through pathways, usually in a church/hall, and pause at certain ‘stations’ to contemplate on Jesus’ journey through this day. Well, I cannot get out to a church, and I reckon a fair few of you can’t, either. So instead of going to the Labyrinth, I’m attempting to bring the Labyrinth to you. And to me. I hope that your journey through this virtual Labyrinth brings you…

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Amy’s words

Amy’s words

I’m a big fan of Amy Carmichael., a late 19th/early 20th century missionary who set up an orphanage in India, among many other things. Her story always resonates with me because she suffered from a nerve disease and then late in life had a fall which meant she was bedridden for many years. Despite this, her writings show that she was anything but bitter. If I could emulate anyone’s spirit, it would be Amy’s. She had a beautiful way of…

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Abiding Love

Abiding Love

So, it’s Valentine’s Day. So I thought I would write a nice Smuggety McSmug post about how lovely it all is and how wonderful and marvellous Adventure Bloke is. Except I didn’t really. Now, Adventure Bloke is indeed most wonderful and marvellous, but that is not the content of this post, I’m afraid. I wanted to express something of what love is. The love that underpins all loves. Abiding Love. Now I’m loving the word ‘abiding’ at the moment. It’s…

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Leaning

Leaning

So, here it is. I have prevaricated and procrastinated for long enough. It’s time to tell about that experience. You know, the big one, the one where I wondered if I’d see 2012 through. What a fellowship, What a joy divineLeaning on the everlasting armsWhat a blessedness, what a peace that’s mineLeaning on the everlasting arms This is me in the 2nd week of December, or thereabouts. I suddenly went down with pneumonia in both lungs and went straight into…

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If …

If …

If. If I was well. If I was well I would go swimming with my children every single week. I would tell them stories every night and play games with them every day. I would chase them round the house and dance round the living room to Strictly with them. If. If I was well I would earn money. I would earn enough money to be able to go on adventure holidays abroad. If I was well I would take…

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Line in the Sand

Line in the Sand

I haven’t blogged for a good while. I’d kind of lost my blogging confidence, muttering such thoughts to myself as ‘no one really wants to read your meanderings anyway’ or ‘people are just being nice.’ You know the kind of stuff. So it got longer and longer since I blogged and I got less and less inclined to. Added to that, my faith was taking somewhat of a bashing this year. Looking back, there was always a (wobbly) certainty and…

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Dear Nice Person……

Dear Nice Person……

Dear nice friendly person: No, I don’t feel fine. Thankyou for saying I am looking really well. I know that you are only trying to be kind and upbuilding. Unfortunately it reminds me of the fact that even when I feel sick people think I’m doing well, and therefore I must be putting it on.I know this is not the case, but I think it anyway.I am sorry, nice friendly person, that I am not talking much back to you….

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