Tag Archive: Lent


The End of Lent

So it’s the end of lent, and I’ve managed to blog myself through lent. For me, taking up blogging for lent was far better than taking up blogging for my new years resolution, then I would have been fighting the winter blues, to do something for lent is a much better time of year, and a shorter time.

I wanted to get into blogging more this year, I wished I could commit to blog every day…but I was blessed to read Tanya Marlows post Confessions of a recovering perfectionist¬†just before lent and learnt, if it was worth doing, it was worth doing badly, better to blog through lent a few times a week (or even miss a week), than not to blog at all.

I have enjoyed starting to find my voice, and hope to now continue to blog regularly. One word of warning though…I’m off on retreat next week and am banned from the internet and the phone…so I will be silent over the next week (I think I’ve more that made up for it with all the posts today though ūüėČ but I hope to be back. Thanks for reading.

Stress

Stress

The weight of pressures become overwelming. You can no longer thing straight. The tension threatens to make you sink.

Lent 2013

Towards the end of 2012 I started reading Emma Scrivener’s blog A New Name¬†and found it hugely encouraging, informative and thought-provoking. I then started to subscribe to a few other blogs, by New Year, I was wondering if I could write my own blog, adding to this blog which has been so quiet over the years. Well it didn’t happen. At church last sunday we were taught that lent is about giving up or taking up,¬†a still small voice within me said – Blog, so here I am, attempting to blog every day through lent, and then hopefully continue some pattern of blogging after lent.

I am also re-attempting to read The way of the desert by Andrew Watson (Bishop of Aston) – its brilliant, really nicely written, but I just didn’t manage to stick the 40 days last year.

What are you doing for lent?

It’s a bit late but you could

I’d love to hear how you are drawing closer to God this lent and changing your community.

Building on the rock or the sand

I love www.wordlive.org It is an online resource by Scripture union that helps you to read the bible. Instead of bible notes, you can choose to have a daily email of preparation, scripture, explanation and response, a podcast or go online to get an alternative more creative approach to the same scripture, or to meditate on it using the lectio divina option. In January I bought their CD of podcasts to play in my car. Recently I listened to the one about the Wise man building his house on the rock and the foolish man building his house on the sand (Matthew 7:24-27)

In the talk after the reading, the speaker reflected..

 It is hard drilling down through rock,

so the man building on sand probably got his house up first.

Passers-by would have said the first builder was pretty slow!

It was only when the storm came that people saw it had been

worth that extra time and effort to build on rock.


Take some time now to consider the kind of foundation

that you are building your life upon.

Is it the Word of God that underpins everything you do?

Building on God’s foundations will take time,

but when the weather gets rough you will realise it was worth the effort.

I often feel like I am so behind in the race of life. I don’t have the job I would have imagined I would have by now, I’m not married, no children, no morgage. Yet God has been using the years thus far to help me put down deep roots into Him. Learning lessons of trusting in his faithfulness, his provision, his love for me, going down to the depths, not just staying on the mountain top. Learning what community should and shouldn’t look like. Learning that God can still use me at my lowest and weakest.¬†

And so perhaps, the hard path God has led me through in order to put down roots into Him is a bit like the man who spent longer digging foundations into the rock. He would have looked like he was behind in the race too, yet when the storms came, his extra time of preparation would have been shown to be of great worth when his home stayed standing. Hopefully in the future I will look back and see how the extra years of preparation, stand me in good stead through the storms.

A Punjabi conversation!!

Today I manned a stand promoting my charity in the clinic bit of my hospital. I had a long conversation in Punjabi with an elderly¬†Sikh gentleman. “What’s strange about that?” I hear you say…but although I may be¬†Asian¬†by ethnic origin, I don’t speak any community languages,not even the one my parents speak. I didn’t get in quick enough to inform him that I didn’t speak or understand¬†Punjabi, so I figured that as up to 93% of communication is non-verbal, I’d listen intently, show interest, nod as appropriate and hope I made the correct facial expressions – partly by mirroring what he did. We had a lovely (long) conversation, but the only things I know is that he had a blood test, an X-ray, had some connection to West Bromwich and was Diabetic – all the words that were said in English!! I did offer him a sweet, in English, but he still then returned to say a bit more in Punjabi.¬†

At the end of the day, does it matter that I have no idea what he was saying, so long as I showed respect and demonstrated that I valued him enough to give him my full attention.

 

Paul writes in 1 Corinthians 9:21-23 

To those not having the law I became like one not having the law

(though I am not free from God’s law but am under Christ’s law),

so as to win those not having the law. To the weak I became weak,

to win the weak. I have become all things to all people so that by all

possible means I might save some. I do all this for the sake of the gospel,

that I may share in its blessings.

I became Asian, to this Asian man, I showed him care and attention, and hopefully I showed this man, a glimpse of the love and value God has for him. 

Ill in bed

Today I was ill, the sore throat had got worse and my body was exhausted fighting the infection. Yet its a miracle to have so few, mild symptoms when only 6 months ago a cold would lay me up in bed for a week!! 

Is it God, or is it the aromatherapy course of treatment I had, 6 weeks of weekly aromatherapy massage. And even if it is the aromatherapy, who says that doesn’t still point to God, both as healer, creator and guide. After all he invented the essential oils, he led me to a therapist with the skills and I am his daughter and he wants me to live life to the full, life in abundance.¬†

I don’t believe God heals everyone, perhaps I lack faith due to life experience, but I know God can heal in all situations, and he can use the supernatural or natural, conventional medicine or complimentary therapies. We are called to trust him, and pray in all circumstances, only he knows what answer we will get. But if we do not ask, then how can we get?

What are your beliefs about healing?

 

Snow!!

 

It’s snowed AGAIN!

 

It is so frustrating, suddenly my job becomes harder, I leave my car at home, I can’t do visits, I have to walk into work, the pavements are slippery.

I don’t like the cold, it gets right to my bones, I feel down and lethargic. It makes me want to hibernate.

But yet in the virgin white snow, there is beauty and awe. And it reminds me of that verse in Isaiah 1:18

‚ÄėCome now, let us settle the matter,‚Äô
    says the Lord.
‚ÄėThough your sins are like scarlet,
    they shall be as white as snow;
though they are red as crimson,
    they shall be like wool.

I’m reading Joyce Meyer’s book, “Do yourself a favour…forgive”. Its an easy read, but so challenging, suddenly all my years of anger and lack of forgiveness are brought to the fore, the scales fall off my eyes, I write lists of people to forgive, things I get angry about or that make me jealous that I need to confess, my illusion of purity is smeared in the red of sin.

And then I discover that God hears my confession, He alone has the power to absolve me. He shows mercy, he transforms my sin to make me white as snow. No longer damaged and unusable but made new, beautiful, awesome, like the fresh snow, with a message of hope to reveal to the world.