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You know how YouTube gives suggestions, generally based on previous browsing?
I’m not quite sure why it thought I was having a bad time (surely not because I was bingeing 80s memories and BBC comedy?), but these were the first three suggestions for me recently…



I don’t feel like I was in need of them particularly, but I enjoyed them.
Perhaps they were meant to be shared?

…and here’s one that caught my ear last week.

Published in: on October 26, 2019 at 7:40 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Rest

Prince of Peace – (Hillsong United)

My heart of stone; clouds raging deep within
The Prince of Peace came bursting through the wind
The violent sky held its breath
And in Your light I found rest
Tearing through the night, riding on the storm
Staring down the fight, my eyes found Yours
Shining like the sun, striding through my fear
The Prince of Peace met me there
You heard my prayer
Hope like the sun; light piercing through the dark
The Prince of Peace came, broke into my heart
The violent cross, the empty grave
And in Your light I found grace
Tearing through the night, riding on the storm
Staring down the fight, my eyes found Yours
Shining like the sun, striding through my fear
The Prince of Peace met me there
You’re always there
You’ve been hearing my prayer
Your love…
 …………………………………………..
I’ve spent the morning sitting on the patio, enjoying the greenery, the birdsong and the intermittent rain. I’ve also been listening to this song, and others, from an album called “Of Dirt and Grace”.
This week has been up and down… today is lovely. I have been contemplating all sorts of things lately… why does ill health get me down so much? Of course the feelings of pain, and nausea, and exhaustion are hard to deal with. On good days I can do well, look forward… on bad days I can tend to forget there ever were good days.
I think I’ve come to the conclusion that the main, basic, underlying fear is the fear of death, and leaving things undone (young(ish) family, other goals). Whether the likelihood of dying is there (it’s not, at the moment, for me 🙂 ), illness can make you think along those lines… which is why I’ve been resting in songs such as this one. Rest is not necessarily the absence of storms, but finding a place of stillness in the middle of the storm.
Even when I forget, or can’t see through the clouds, I am held. Securely. With Grace and Love.
It’s time to take a new breath.
Published in: on September 9, 2016 at 1:49 pm  Leave a Comment  
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When Morning Comes

I have had frequent bouts of “not feeling good” lately – nothing major, but wearing. Some days are OK, some are not, and some are very much not. Saturday was horrible, so yesterday was a recovery day.
…but – today! Today was lovely! I wasn’t leaping about or running marathons, but I’ve had three meals today and been able to do lessons with the boys as well as other work. I’ve even been able to walk to the letterbox and back – twice! – today. Comfortably watching Antiques Roadshow at the moment, with butterscotch mousse. Nice! 🙂

Yesterday at church we sang “Great is Thy Faithfulness” – haven’t sung that for a while, and was able to belt it out as a praise for the day and a promise for the morrow (apologies to anyone around me who might have been deafened slightly…)
I’ve also found this song, which I’ve been listening to when I can –

Here’s to tomorrow!

Published in: on August 1, 2016 at 6:35 pm  Leave a Comment  
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