Earth is crammed with heaven

It's been a while. I'm sorry Words have failed me a lot over these past weeks. Regular readers of the blog may remember my well-documented search for joy during most Advents. But this year it's Lent that has passed me by, virtually unnoticed. Lost in the where's And why's. The what The when The who Of life in my world. The truth is this: The events of the past 5 weeks or so have stripped me almost bare. I could feel the resilience I'd worked so hard for being chipped away piece by piece. And now at the start of this holiest of weeks I'm on my knees Pleading for something Anything That will lift me from the place I've fallen. A place of greyness Where anxiety threatens And hope trembles And only love penetrates. 'The ground is level at the foot of the cross And that's where we find ourselves as Holy Week begins.... There is room here for each of us And grace enough for all of us And not one of us stand beyond Hi...

This past fortnight has been a tough one. In the aftermath, these are my thoughts: I believe that God, Father God, Loves me supremely, Irrevocably Unbelievably, Immeasurably. He understands us when humans misunderstand. He values us when we are un-valued. He represents us when we are misrepresented. I believe God speaks through the Bible. Through other people Through my heart and my mind. I believe that God can And often does Redeem everything. But that doesn't mean we should settle for less than the best. I believe that humans make mistakes. When we do, We should admit it, Say sorry And move on. I believe that God works in our lives over periods of time. He prepares us for what lies ahead. He gives us courage. He whispers words of love, And hope, Through the storm. I believe that God fights for us, as people, as individuals, as a family, and not just for our situations. I believe that wounds from friendly fire Cut deeper than those of ene...