Monthly Archives: January, 2016

Just deserts

I remember studying George Bernard Shaw’s play Androcles and the Lion. Androcles comes across a lion in terrible distress with a thorn in its paw. He takes pity on it, quells his fear, and removes the thorn. Some time later, Androcles finds himself facing death in the Roman circus for his Christian faith. He is confronted by the same lion, who …

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Crying out for more

One of my ex-colleagues has just had a new baby. Delightful pictures abound on Facebook. I’m absolutely thrilled for her. But what those pictures don’t show, is the weary, exhausted parents following night after sleepless night of incessant crying, and the constant round of feeds, getting the wind up, changing; keeping the little one safe, …

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In the zone

My kids and their cousins were all fairly close in age. We’d have a family get-together, and often my mum would disappear upstairs with the kids, and join in their playing. She loved being with them, chuckling quietly to herself at their antics. She was happy to be one of the ‘children in the class’, …

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Comforted

We went to the funeral of a wonderful Christian man last week. It was very sad, but there was a sort of joy there too, to know that he had his reward, and was enjoying the full presence of the God he had faithfully served right to his last moment on earth. His wife was coping …

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