On the move again

In three weeks time, R and I will both be living in Kent.
The house goes on the market this week and he moves first as his job starts soon.

We weren’t expecting to leave Thetford so soon, but the time is right. I will very much miss the dear people I work with and those i worship with, who have become valued friends.

I came to Thetford in trepidation, initially, I never wanted to work for any kind of Christian organisation again, having been hurt badly. But God has used the precious people I work with to restore my faith in people and my church to show me again how authentic Christians can be.

God has brought me such healing through them, and this:

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I will miss you Thetford.

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#poetry You make the way

With every breath
I see you
Your better nature,
Balm to my
Dust caked soul.
You make the way.

It is on the road
That we meet you,
It’s the journey
That makes us,
The now which
Forms us.
You make the way.

And in each leaf
Every blade of grass
In bird song and rain
In clear blue sky
And movement of trees,
I see you.
You make the way.

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Dayenu

I just read this article about the generosity of God:

http://danielleshroyer.com/the-word-dayenu

And it reminded me of a conversation I had had about how hard it can be to ‘get’ the love of God. We are so used to everything being conditional, so used to the mist beautiful love coming from imperfect people.
So it’s a real mind bender when we come into contact with love which really is unconditional, and so… Large.

You defeated death and wiped away our sin. It would have been more than enough, but you daily draw us close to you in compassion and kindness.

You made all these and that would have been enough, but then you caused me to see and enjoy them:

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All things #New Year’s Day including first #journal page of the year

This year instead of resolutions, I have decided to go for goals.

The difference may well only be in my head, but it feels much more positive and doable to me.

They are fairly predictable and revolve around my relationship with:

God
Family
Work
Me

But they are all things which feel hopeful.  It has been born out of the middle of a mindfulness course at the moment.

It is helping me take a different approach to life. Instead of fighting the things I want to change, i am instead, learning a more peaceful approach.

For example instead of fighting the temptation to eat my own weight in chocolate, I am learning to walk away and do something more productive instead.

Its how I have been teaching teens to deal with bullies for years.

Anyway, the bible puts it this way:

If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone.
Romans 12:18

I think that includes living at peace with myself.

To finish, one of my goals is to journal smash book style each week. This is today’s page:

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And if you would like the journal cards I made, here they are:

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Happy New Year x

What is #sacredness anyway?

I have a friend who I am intentionally journeying with. We meet every now and then and chat about our journey with God, our lives, our hopes.
As part if this journey, we have decided to both complete the book Wreak this journal.

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My copy came today and even the first few pages challenged me. It asked me to do what it said on the front, and begin to wreak it, but I found a part of me balked at the sacrilege of disfiguring a book:

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It got me thinking about sacredness in general. What IS sacred? Of course the dictionary says:

Considered to be holy and deserving  respect, especially because of a  connection  with a god.
And
Considered too important to be changed.

In some ways I agree, God himself is sacred, deserving respect, and he is the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow.

But surely all of life should be treated with respect and is in some sense sacred, as the earth is the Lord’s and everything in it. But if there is one thing I am sure about in this life, nothing remains the same, everything changes.

So as I begin to wreak this journal,  I am left with the thought that perhaps because life is sacred, it has to be allowed to change… and me with it.