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Advent 14

Something is odd this year. I don’t feel the same need to jump into Christmas. Don’t get me wrong, the wonder of Immanuel is still strong in me and I’m eating clementines like there is no tomorrow. But I’m not … Continue reading

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Advent 6

I’m in London. Wonder is found in the faces of old friends. In pottering around twisty London back streets admiring the architecture of this crazy place. In retreating to a safe place when it all got too much. There is … Continue reading

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Advent 4

And today the wonder was right there. No need to dig deep. A fresh blue sky. Running in the sun. Wryly accepting the way my body works. Connecting chats at work. Office bag of chocolate buttons. Mmmmm. Cuppa with one … Continue reading

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Advent 2

The wonder came this morning in the midst of a quiet Sunday before church, husbandface preparing lunch, the boys contentedly pottering around. It came in the 3 baptisms of people declaring loud that they felt accepted, known, loved and deeply … Continue reading

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Time for another roundup of our weeks…

It’s Friday. The small ones are engrossed in tv and I’m in a positive kinda mood (must be that happy point of the month). I don’t think I’ve written anything since half term. November is moving by too fast. The … Continue reading

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Reflecting on the Easter Holidays…

Thursday morning that feels like a Monday.  The end of the Easter Holidays.  The start of new paths in this world.  Yep. It’s roundup time. The holidays are over and there is much to be reflected on.  We had a … Continue reading

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Weekly round up. Once more.

I squint at my watch.  4.40.  The small boy next to me wiggles and whispers a cute wakey wakey in my ear.  I growl a shhhhhh and turn over, he mutters back into sleep and I listen to funny women … Continue reading

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