Rose

Long stemmed and pink, Perfect, With petals like kisses which make you blush – So deep and tender and full – You look away embarrassed As if caught prying into something private, Intimate. So many folds and twists are Enticing, Soft velvet touch – Comforting As though she has a maternal instinct To shelter and…

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In Late Bloom

She lies awake, on her half of the bed, unable to get comfortable – and huffs in frustration, as she hauls the extra weight into an attempt at a better position. ‘It’s like this every time’, he reminds her sypathetically. Curled on one side, then another, momentarily flat on her back before she begins to…

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‘…and ALL the time, God is good!’

So last week was pretty full on. Here’s a bit of a round-up. Monday: We returned from north Yorkshire, having had an early Christmas weekend with my husband’s side of the family. It was a lovely weekend and a long drive home, made complete by our gorgeous son throwing up all over himself and his…

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Incarnation

It’s that time of year again! This Sunday heralds both the 1st December and the first Sunday of Advent in traditional church calendars. The season of journey and expectation, with a whisper of hope to a weary world, heavily burdened. The anticipation of God coming to earth as a tiny baby – so that we could have…

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‘Tradition’! Or why you may see a fiddler on our roof.

I was born into a practicing Roman Catholic family. I spent my teenage years as part of an Evangelical church, but during my college years, I couldn’t call any particular church home. Then, partly through a lack of any flashing lights calling me somewhere particular and partly due having to move home to my parents…

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