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The Day of Hopelessness

The Day of Hopelessness

I don’t understand. Don’t get it. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. The story wasn’t supposed to end this way. I thought there would be more, that he would escape, he would show them all who he was. He raised the dead. He bound up the broken-hearted. He healed the sick. But he let them murder him. I sit here in this garden, watching the place I never wanted to see, the stone sealing the cold tomb, his broken…

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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 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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Those who ‘just get on with it’…

Those who ‘just get on with it’…

So, this phrase has been vexing me somewhat lately. I’m not entirely sure why, but here’s the thing: ‘<insert name here> is so inspirational, you know. She is one of those people who just get on with it, you know, even when she has proper flu. She doesn’t let it get her down.’ And there’s that dreadful ad. Can’t even remember what it is advertising, some overpriced and ineffective cold remedy, I believe. The one that extols the virtues of…

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Strength and Self Pity

Strength and Self Pity

Yesterday I indulged in a nice little Pity Party, all by myself. Adventure Bloke had come home from an hours run and had rather nice calf definition, if I may say so. But there was me, deciding that it was Not Fair that I could not go out on an hour’s run and have calf definition. Because I have messed up lungs, and because yesterday was a Bad Day. I did get the Adventurous pair to the park after school,…

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