Monday 16 February 2009

i used to have a box....

Do yourself a favour...check this band out...

O MY WORD...and other teenage expressions of joy

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BYhqi7rfr6k

Monday 9 February 2009

might as well jump



last year I had another blog called a Mortal Muses

this post is from that...
just an experience that had a major impact on me

Over the past few years maybe 3 or 4 I've found myself with a kind of deep longing, it's kept me searching, some of that journey is blogged at http://www.amortalmuses.bblgspot.com/ ... but over the past maybe month or so I've really felt this strong tug on my heart, it's a kinda major thing that will affect me and my family as well as other. So over the past while Ive been on this journey seeking God for what to do, what is his view on it, what is his will, and is this tugging on my heart from Him.On this journey Ive prayed, Ive read, Ive talked and Ive listened. Al with the view to making the correct decision. So today I set this morning aside to take myself off to Delamont to spend some time gathering my thoughts, and looking and listening. I had some stuff on my ipod to try and inspire me, some sermons and tunes and it definitely DID help. So off I went for a walk listening, praying longing for some clear direction or at least some direction that what I had been thinking was what God was thinking for my family and I as well.And it started to rain so I headed back to the car, put the back of the seat down and relaxed, looking out the window I noticed something move in the trees, my those trees are stunning, majestic and strong but then shambolic in a way what with their branches going in every direction. What I had seen was a squirrel, so I followed it's meandering journey through the branches with a sense of awe, how was it managing to hold on? Then suddenly it was at the very end of the very last branch. Now what?

Without, it would seem, much thought, it jumped. I mean 'flying' through the air kind of jumping. And in a breath taking moment it landed on the next tree the next part of its journey, and off it went.On the way home for some reason I couldn't get the squirrel out of my thoughts.Was there possibly something I could take from what I had seen and apply it to my situation?On reflection, the squirrel had, though it probably didn't go through the seem thought process as me, a few options it could have taken, it could have gone back to where it had been, or it could have hung on at the very end of the very last branch or as it did it could have jumped to the next part of the journey, the adjoining tree.Maybe, just maybe, in this journey I am on Ive got the same choices and two of them for me just don't come into it....
so I might as well JUMP
and I did

Sunday 1 February 2009

and now for some dodgy poetry...

I wrote this about a year ago after hearing some bad news concerning a friend who is ill and who according to the medical profession didn't have long... sometimes they get it wrong...This was borne out of a sense of frustration but knowing THERE IS HOPE...

We are forgotten and discarded
A wasteland and vacant lot
We threw our arms around you
And you give us what is not
You turned your back and laughed
As you dragged us through this place
Leaving us with nothing
but dirt in our nails and on our face
but you will not overcome
this death is the not the end
we can feel the smile of love
beckoning as a friend
and we hold onto promises given
‘I’ll fight for you, just hold you peace’
a better day is coming
grace leads us past where others cease