I have so many blessings it’s tiring me out!

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I seem to have so many blessings it’s tiring me out lol! Life is so full of good things, my wonderful family, incredible parties and BBQs, sailing, plants and allotment, great friends, writing, blogging etc. I just wish I had extra energy to enjoy it all more! Now approaching my 67th birthday and having to “pace myself” somewhat it reminds me of the saying that life should be lived to the full not limping to the finish line but skidding into last base lol!

God has been good to me and my more frequent times of rest are punctuated more and more by my heartfelt thanks and appreciation of all He does for me on a daily basis.

When the winds change!

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We so often take things for granted. The winds change, and suddenly we are engulfed in freezing weather from Siberia! Blissfully complacent, our mild winters delivered endlessly to our shores by the gulf stream and its accompanying warm air currents, we forget we are actually on the same latitude as Siberia and, but for the manifest blessings of God, we would be engulfed in snow, blizzards, and icy temperatures every winter. English weather, so often malined, is actually a miracle of design. The interuption of our wonderful Carabean air currents is a great reminder to count our infinate blessings!

In sickness and in health.

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Thankfully I’m very seldom sick and then not for long. I’d been home with both my grandsons having bouts of flu one after the other, but my daughter and littlest grandson being away to visit daddy in Germany I was planing lots of busyness to “catch up”.
Then yesterday I woke up with a headache, sore throat and a runny nose trying to take over. I realized my plans needed to change.Stocking up on extra fruit etc. after my school cycle run, I headed for bed with huge volume of Dickens ( a Christmas gift I’d yet to indulge in)and my current favourite sickness remedial audios (Andrew Wommack’s “Christian Survival Kit”).
Whiling away the day till school pick up reading, listening and dozing I realized I was actually enjoying it immensely. I wasn’t sick, sick, just co operating with my body so it could fight better, my main symptom was extreme tiredness (my body monopolizing energy to fight the infection). In fact I realized this was something my mind and spirit really needed – chill time! I had a great day. Writing in my journal last night I thought just how crazy that was. I guess “in everything give thanks” came alive!

Life’s boomerangs.

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I’ve found it true, what we send out, good or bad, tends to come back. I’m once more experiencing this. As some of my readers may know I cut back on my blogging, publishing research, writer’s club meetings etc. in order to help my daughter and her sweet 3 year old relocate here whist her husband was in Germany.

To keep it short it’s been a long battle with many hurdles. My writing did suffer for a while, but amazingly a great blessing has come from it. You see my daughter is also an aspiring writer. Her strong point (but my weakness) is characterization. She’s recently been using her lunch hour to go over my book (Crystal Portal) and has been giving me lots of terrific in put. Things I just didn’t get before dropped into place and I’m presently recreating my characters in multiple, much needed, layers.

I’m so thankful I didn’t try to publish before as I can see how this is adding so much depth to the book (plus making it more relatable – thus marketable). Far from my writing suffering from her stay , it’s taken a huge leap forward. The boomerang came back again!

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I awoke this morning I feeling strangely enthusiastic about this new year (a feeling much at odds with my thoughts and world outlook for sure!) Not the typical new year resolution euphoria (after 64 of them I don’t really get that lol!) more a deep and comforting premonition that something good is coming this year. What it might be I couldn’t say. I’m very content and it’s hard to see how my life could be further enriched. I pray it might be in the lives of my loved ones, or the precious folks here in “blog land”, better still, for all those weary souls at large in the world, a blessing for mankind, that would best enhance my life. I pray it is so.

 

Bye Bye 2015 and Welcome 2016

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Great thought for years end.

A Small Act Of Kindness Can Bring Smile On Million Faces

We are left with only 4 days to welcome new year 2016. So, let’s finish off 2015 with sweet memories and welcome 2016 with the learning’s from past year.
I would like to share an Inspirational story to sum up the things.

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A famous writer was in his study room. He picked up his pen and started writing :

** Last year, I had a surgery and my gall bladder was removed. I had to stay stuck to the bed due to this surgery for a long time.

** The same year I reached the age of 60 years and had to give up my favourite job. I had spent 30 years of my life in this publishing company.

** The same year I experienced the sorrow of the death of my father.

** And in the same year my son failed in his medical exam because he had…

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I count my blessings.

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It might look that way but this isn’t a magazine picture, it’s My daughter’s new home where we’ll be spending Christmas. It’s not mine and I didn’t work all the hours she and her husband did in order to afford it but I’ll get to enjoy it at Christmas complete with tree, furnishings, log fire and family.
I contrast it with the picture I was sitting opposite on the London underground yesterday after visiting old friends. It was a refugee child peering scared and bedraggled from a tent.
I remember the guy selling Big Issue (rather unsuccessfully) on my high street, how he looked up hopeful that I might slip him something for a hot drink again.
I think of my son in law who’ll be at work translating for the refugees, so others, who have their families close by, can be with them, and my policeman son who’ll be patrolling London Streets with his fellow officers so we can all be safe.Then there’s the firemen, the doctors and nurses etc.
I guess I had my turn at these things. Our old family Christmases usually revolved around others in some way, visiting a homeless shelter, an old folks home, detention centers and yes, the refugees (Kurdish back then).
Now I’m getting old and my kids are long grown up. I’d planned a very simple Christmas prefering to sponsor some homeless folks to come in from the cold at least for Christmas. The gifts and glitter are not so important to me. Yet God has His ways. Instead I’ll enjoy the very best of food and comfort with those I love.
Why me? Why should I be so lucky? I think God just loves me, I know my kids do.

I’m totally converted!

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Yes I too have become a journal writer! You’d think it would be sufficient with my daily log (to do’s, directions, and prayers etc. I’ve been doing for over 10 years) and a more recent daily blog and so I told myself.

But after a great post on journals (thanks so much – wish I knew how to post a link!) coming right after some nudges during my morning prayer time I decided to try.

I’ve been astonished at the results!

1) I’ve felt that I was a bit lazy for several years (as I got older and tireder) but I was amazed when thinking over my days for journal writing just how much I was actually accomplishing! The journal focuses on what was done rather than things remaining on the list.

2) Pretty much every day there had been some special thing that often got buried under a pile of “doings” throughout the day. Recording these special things gave a lovely glow of remembrance before going to sleep.

3) Keeping a journal has made me realize just how blessed I am!

Fancy a Bit of Wassailing This Christmas?

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(Taken from projectbritian.com/Xmas)

Wassailing has been associated with Christmas and New Year as far back as the 1400s. It was a way of passing on good wishes among family and friends.

One of the most popular Wassailing Carols went like this:

Here we come a-wassailing
Among the leaves so green,
Here we come a-wassailing,
So fair to be seen:
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail too,
And God bless you and send you,
A happy New Year,
And God send you,
A happy new year.

What is Wassail?

Wassail is an ale-based drink seasoned with spices and honey. It was served from huge bowls, often made of silver or pewter. The Wassail bowl would be passed around with the greeting, ‘Wassail’.

There are three main ways of wassailing.

1. The filling of a common bowl or cup often referred to as a ‘Loving Cup’ and passing it around a room to be shared.
2. Taking a bowl of Wassail around houses
3. A celebration of the apple harvest and the blessing of the fruit or trees.

Where does the name Wassail come from?

Wassail gets its name from the Old English term “waes hael”, meaning “be well”. It was a Saxon custom that, at the start of each year, the lord of the manor would shout ‘waes hael’. The assembled crowd would reply ‘drinc hael’, meaning ‘drink and be healthy’.
As time went on, the tradition was carried on by people going from door to door, bearing good wishes and a wassail bowl of hot, spiced ale. In return people in the houses gave them drink, money and Christmas fare (special foods eaten during Christmas time e.g. mince pies) and they believed they would receive good luck for the year to come.