I suppose i avoided much of the computer in the last week, not really wanting to hide in a screen, the laptop sat downstairs for two days. around me the belated spring clean continues, new curtains are hung, the job borads are once again examined, the rooms are dotted with piles of things to sort and my bible is once again on the top of the reading pile from where it slipped. it's like i'm waking up again. waking up from the absence between event and event, calendar days and unassigned hours, the moment of platau on the mountain, where tea is brewed in tin mugs and the wonder of the world is allowed to continue while you sit on and watch. as i sit i can hear the tick of the gold watch on my wrist, it's mechanical action crashing through the hum of electronics. it was a watch i've known for years, it was the item i asked for when i traveled back to my grandmothers house for the last time on monday to start the funeral journey. and sitting through that painful service i realised that this pilgramage of life, this journey we wander is just a way of ebbing and marking the flow of time. we can spend each hour in parise but not really live, we can drain each hour of life or whittle away existence minute by minute, but it ultimatly doesn't matter how we journey. Whatever our choice or fate we continue to move, we move alongside God, within his creation, surrounded by his love. and the real question is chosing to acknowlege it. if we have accepted it then our world is coloured by that, if not then we are just allowing seconds to tick off our machanical devices. it's sobering but it's also freeing. suddenly i have so many things i want to do, to shape and form these seconds i have, to end each minute proud to have been given it to live, to go and come and give and breath. to tell the story of this golden bangle and tell the story of the wooden stakes and iron nails, to ultimatly jump off teh cliff beacuse i know that he's gonna save me.
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The other siteWho is GfeefGfeef is the name that my writings have been under for some years. As far as I know it's unique to me. Originally from the UK, I now live in Serbia but continue to have a passion for childrens and youth ministry. Archives
October 2014
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