Advent 15


Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.
We wait in hope for the Lord; he is our help and our shield.
Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him;
waited patiently for theLord; he turned to me and heard my cry.
wait for the Lord, my whole being waits, and in his word I put my hope.
wait for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than watchmen wait for the morning.
I will wait for the Lord, who is hiding his face from the descendants of Jacob. I will put my trust in him.
Yes, Lord, walking in the way of your laws, we wait for you; your name and renown are the desire of our hearts.
Yet the Lord longs to be gracious to you; therefore he will rise up to show you compassion. For the Lord is a God of justice. Blessed are all who wait for him!
I say to myself, “The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.”
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Advent 14.

Ooo. Just made it.

Throwback Thursday.

Advent from the archives, always good to have some Narnia in our lives 🙂 (also husbandface read me some to send me to sleep this afternoon when I could only communicate through the medium of tears. Seems like I’m a bit tired…)

Whispers of hope are dawning in the darkness. Hints of a world beyond what we can see and taste and touch. The mysterious starts to be revealed and made known. The curtain twitches and slowly draws back.

A little bit like when the children learn of Aslan for the first time:

“Here the Beaver’s voice sank into silence and it gave one or two very mysterious nods. Then, signalling to the children to stand as close around it as they possibly could, so that their faces were actually tickled by its whiskers, it added in a low whisper –

‘They say Aslan is on the move — perhaps has already landed.’

And now a very curious thing happened. None of the children knew who Aslan was any more than you do; but the moment the Beaver had spoken these words everyone felt quite different. Perhaps it has sometimes happened to you in a dream that someone says something which you don’t understand but in the dream it feels as if it has some enormous meaning — either a terrifying one which turns the whole dream into a nightmare or else a lovely meaning too lovely to put into words, which makes the dream so beautiful that you remember it all your life and are always wishing you could get into that dream again. It was like that now. At the name of Aslan each one of the children felt something jump in its inside. Edmund felt a sensation of mysterious horror. Peter felt suddenly brave and adventurous. Susan felt as if some delicious smell or some delightful strain of music had just floated by her. And Lucy got the feeling you have when you wake up in the morning and realize that it is the beginning of the holidays or the beginning of summer.”

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Advent 13

IMG_2492.jpgThe wonder

Two hours of Christmas shopping in a relaxed manner, no small people demanding stuff and a lovely brunch with the husbandface in the middle.



Pushing out for a early evening run with Christmas sparkly lights all around. I haven’t been out much in the dark this year and I love this weird season of blazing twinkly lights all around our streets. Much wonder as I pottered along.

Son1’s delight in his early Christmas present Scooter (sadly the old one died just a little too soon). Quick flashing light scoot around the block.


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Advent 12

I didn’t take any photos today. I didn’t really stop either. I rushed from place to place, event to event, person to person.

I did get a chance to sit in the middle of the day in a room and express my swirly thoughts to someone. It helped.

Sometimes life just motors on, thankfully I had time today to process in the whirlwind.

Time to sit and turn over the thought that I have worth and value, that my needs are important, that I can be confident in being me.

I’ll be turning over that one for a while.



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Advent 11

The wonder.

A nights sleep in my bed without a small person kicking my back. Waking up with just the amazing husbandface.

Hope after a year and a half of grim.

New job for my favourite and best, the joy of hope, a place where he can use his gifts and a place where he can geek out with his work colleagues at last. A new chapter is about to start.

Running in the freezing cold. Insanely beautiful sunset over the Downs, blazing red through dark winter trees.

Wine and Fakeaway to celebrate hope.

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Advent 10

It’s Song Sunday again 🙂

This isn’t an Advent song at all. It was going to be our last song after my sermon at church this morning. Sadly time ran out and although we managed to listen to the excellent ‘Everest’ by Iain Archer, we didn’t make it to this one.

‘I will sing the wondrous story’ is one of my favourite hymns. This morning we were looking at Isaiah and the things he calls us to wait for in Advent. We looked at the vast story of history and our place in it waiting, longing for and anticipating Jesus coming again. We looked at the long wait, the amazing future we are waiting for and how we can wait well in this life.

This hymn kind of sums all of that up in a few verses. I love it’s joy at how brilliant the story is. I love the retelling of how I was lost and Jesus found me. I love it’s realism about life here. Days of darkness come over me so often. Sorrow’s path is one we all tread in this world. I love that it reminds me that I will be kept until the end. It reminds me that we are held in the dark and one day the morning will come.

I will sing the wondrous story
Of the Christ Who died for me;
How He left the clouds in glory
For the cross of Calvary.

Yes, I’ll sing the wondrous story
Of the Christ Who died for me,
Sing it with the saints in glory,
Gathered by the crystal sea.

I was lost, but Jesus found me,
Found the sheep that went astray,
Threw His loving arms around me,
Drew me back into His way.

I was bruised, but Jesus healed me,
Faint was I from many a fall,
Sight was gone, and fears possessed me,
But He freed me from them all.

Days of darkness still come o’er me,
Sorrow’s path I often tread,
But His presence still is with me;
By His guiding hand I’m led.

He will keep me till the river
Rolls its waters at my feet;
Then He’ll bear me safely over,
Saved by grace and made complete.


Happy second Sunday of Advent 🙂

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Advent 9




There were a lot of grumps around today.


My parents jumped into the madness and made many things more bearable today. The frost was pretty. The wine was good. The Christmas Fair was crazy but it felt great to be part of the school community.  Also this quote from Lord of the Rings kind of helps me cling on.

But Sam lay back, and started with open mouth, and for a moment, between bewilderment and great joy, he could not answer. At last has gasped: ‘Gandalf! I thought you were dead! But then I thought I was dead myself. Is everything sad going to come untrue? What’s happened to the world?’

‘A great shadow has departed,’ said Gandalf, and then he laughed and the sound was like music, or water in a parched land; and as he listened the thought came to Sam that he had not heard laughter, the pure sound of merriment, for days upon days without count. It fell upon his ears like the echo of all the joys he had ever known. But he himself burst into tears. Then as sweet rain will pass down a wind of spring and the sun will shine out the clearer, his tears ceased, and his laughter welled up, and laughing he sprang from his bed.

‘How do I feel?’ he cried. ‘Well I don’t know how to say it. I feel, I feel’ – he waved his arms in the air – ‘I feel like spring after winter, and sun on the leaves; and like trumpets and harps and all the songs I have ever heard!’


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