Glue. It's what holds us together, what binds us.
I look at my little family and think about what holds us together. I think God's love is the glue that holds us together.
I think of Jesus' instruction to us : To love one another as I have loved you. And I look at the love my girls have for each other, and in that, I do see the love of Jesus.
Today we went for a trip to the Trafford Centre and they had money to spend and thus a list of shops they wanted to visit. One of them was Waterstones ( a book shop for any unfamiliar with it). They wandered through the children's books and neither of them demanded, asked, requested anything for themselves. Instead they each pointed out books that the other would like.
"Esther, come quick, there's a book about owls."
"Phoebe, look......no come here.....it's a rabbit book."
"Esther, I've found an emergency vehicle!"
"Phoebe, I'm going to buy this one because it is about a penguin and I'm going to read it to you."
The last one was purchased and I'm sure they will sit together and Esther will read it to Phoebe.
It was lovely. And then the curled up together on the sofa, each looking after the other, watching Frozen together. The film is all about love, and how an act of love saves a life.
I look at my girls and see love. Love as the glue that holds us together, Love like the Father's love for us, to send His Son to the cross to allow us to live....and to love. And I pray that love will live between sisters, and between each of them and God forever.
Monday 21 April 2014
Friday 4 April 2014
Writer
(I'm back on track, it really is Friday! And the right Friday at that!)
Writer. Hmmm, I'm not a writer, and yet here I am writing to you now. I love reading other people's writing and a good book is a gift. Equally a good blog.
But writing was never my strong point. I remember my Yer 3 teacher (the lovely Mr Burdus) telling me that my brain worked too fast for my hand to keep up, and that I missed out important words in sentences. I smile to myself when I now say that to parents of kids in my Year 3 class. I was more a mathematician than a writer though. I did like writing but I still struggle with higher level sentence openers, conjunctions, adverbial phrases (I admit I haven't got the first clue what they are...even now!), and all those other things I encourage my poor kids to put into their writing. I'd never get a Level 5 for writing.
But I do enjoy it. (And I know that I shouldn't start sentences with either 'but' or 'and'!). I've enjoyed writing this little blog. Five minutes is a challenge but it's a fun one. Thank you Lisa-Jo for starting it off and continuing to give a prompt each Friday. I don't always manage it on the given Friday, but I do try to fill in the gaps.
Let me know what else I should write about. I'm willing to witter in my own inimitable style! I promise I make more sense in person....I think it's the hand waving, it clarifies everything!!
Writer. Hmmm, I'm not a writer, and yet here I am writing to you now. I love reading other people's writing and a good book is a gift. Equally a good blog.
But writing was never my strong point. I remember my Yer 3 teacher (the lovely Mr Burdus) telling me that my brain worked too fast for my hand to keep up, and that I missed out important words in sentences. I smile to myself when I now say that to parents of kids in my Year 3 class. I was more a mathematician than a writer though. I did like writing but I still struggle with higher level sentence openers, conjunctions, adverbial phrases (I admit I haven't got the first clue what they are...even now!), and all those other things I encourage my poor kids to put into their writing. I'd never get a Level 5 for writing.
But I do enjoy it. (And I know that I shouldn't start sentences with either 'but' or 'and'!). I've enjoyed writing this little blog. Five minutes is a challenge but it's a fun one. Thank you Lisa-Jo for starting it off and continuing to give a prompt each Friday. I don't always manage it on the given Friday, but I do try to fill in the gaps.
Let me know what else I should write about. I'm willing to witter in my own inimitable style! I promise I make more sense in person....I think it's the hand waving, it clarifies everything!!
Mighty
Ooops, this is last week's......I'm a bit slow! (Plus it's a tricky one!)
Mighty. He is mighty to save.....that's a lyric from a worship song, I can't even work out which one (and in five minutes I don't have time to keep singing it till I work it out!). But He is mighty, and He does save. Our God is an awesome God.
What else is mighty? Well, nothing can be as mighty as God. I don't know. It's not a word I use often. I use 'might' a lot. I might do this....I might do that....we might be able to go there. I guess it stops me confirming anything so that I'm not in trouble with the kids (my own or my school kids) if things don't go to plan.
But mighty. That's a whole different game. I guess I see the mightiness of God at Eastertime. I know we're not strictly there yet but we break up from school for the Easter holidays next friday and I'm thinking about it more. We're acting out the Easter story with my Y3 and 4s. It's humbling watching this gorgeous little kid (and our Jesus is a really lovely young man!) pretending to be crucified. Listening to him say, "It is finished" and hanging his head while in front of a painted cross is a poignant reminder of how humble and yet how mighty Jesus is.
He did that for you, you know. He did that for you, and he would have done it if you were the only person on earth ever to live. He is mighty. Mighty to save. Do ask me about it if you want to know more.
Mighty. He is mighty to save.....that's a lyric from a worship song, I can't even work out which one (and in five minutes I don't have time to keep singing it till I work it out!). But He is mighty, and He does save. Our God is an awesome God.
What else is mighty? Well, nothing can be as mighty as God. I don't know. It's not a word I use often. I use 'might' a lot. I might do this....I might do that....we might be able to go there. I guess it stops me confirming anything so that I'm not in trouble with the kids (my own or my school kids) if things don't go to plan.
But mighty. That's a whole different game. I guess I see the mightiness of God at Eastertime. I know we're not strictly there yet but we break up from school for the Easter holidays next friday and I'm thinking about it more. We're acting out the Easter story with my Y3 and 4s. It's humbling watching this gorgeous little kid (and our Jesus is a really lovely young man!) pretending to be crucified. Listening to him say, "It is finished" and hanging his head while in front of a painted cross is a poignant reminder of how humble and yet how mighty Jesus is.
He did that for you, you know. He did that for you, and he would have done it if you were the only person on earth ever to live. He is mighty. Mighty to save. Do ask me about it if you want to know more.
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