My family is crazy, and they drive me mad. They make me madder and hurt me more than anyone else can. But don’t you dare criticise my family. You don’t have the right. They are mine to criticise and I’ll defend them to the hilt. ***** It has been a strange sort of week. We […]
Tag Archives | love
Choosing suffering {guest post}
13th November, 2012 19
Alice Buckley is the kind of person who makes my heart smile every time I see something she writes, whether on Twitter or on her blog. She writes imaginatively about how to teach the Bible to young children, and I love learning from her. Over to Alice: Two kinds of suffering When I think of […]
The Sweater/ Frost
12th November, 2012 20
Joining with Amber on Mondays for concretewords, where we practice writing by communicating the abstract through concrete things – a Horse, a book, stairs – and today I’m catching up and doing a double whammy: The Sweater and Frost. These concrete words posts have led me on a journey through childhood and nostalgia and spiritual […]
When God’s love language is serving
9th November, 2012 30
I don’t remember when it was – perhaps four or six months after the birth. I remember the place – sitting across from Jon, my arms on the big oak dining table, eating a tired dinner with tears. “Why aren’t you mad at God?” I asked him. “You are going through all of this, just […]
Spiritual Love Languages
7th November, 2012 63
What’s your love language? Love-languages are the ways in which we express and receive love. If you don’t yet know yours, I can recommend taking this fun quiz to find out! There are five love-languages, according to Gary Chapman: quality time, words of affirmation, gift-giving, physical touch and acts of service. These are all […]
A Father’s love {guest post}
6th November, 2012 21
I have had the pleasure of knowing Nick Parish since university days. His writing at that time was limited to the CU newsletters (which were surprisingly entertaining, as I recall). He is someone who always makes me see God afresh, genuinely cares for others and writes with a whimsical self-deprecating sense of humour. This combination […]
In a far country
5th October, 2012 30
It is hard for a good girl to know when she is walking away from God. The bad girls and boys do it clearly. They ask for their inheritance straight up, off to gamble it away and say ‘ciao for now, I’d actually rather you were dead, God.’ I don’t tend to do that. But […]
How wide
21st September, 2012 20
We sit upstairs, eating our breakfast, watching as the people walk past our house. From this vantage point, we can see a snapshot of people’s lives – and they, rarely looking up, can’t see us. Sometimes it feels like we should be sitting there with popcorn, my boy and me, as we look and comment […]
