Today is still a day off, so I thought I would think about what else I do when I am playing. I am making a dolls house. I have been working on it for about two years now, and it give me unbelievable delight. It was something I had long wanted to do, but couldn’t… Continue reading Miniature Playtime
Somewhere, though I now can’t find it, I saw something about today being the day to flood social media with poetry. It had already been in my mind that since today is a day off, I would do what I do on days off, and read poetry, and perhaps post a favourite. So here it… Continue reading Poetry time
My study in church is on a corridor on the top floor. At the end of corridor is one of the rooms we rent out, and is often used for auditions and small meetings for production companies. Since we don’t really have a “waiting area” on this floor, people end up on chairs or the floor outside my study. This can be quite fun! I n order to identify what they are waiting for, there is a small whiteboard above where the chairs are set out, and the name of whatever is going on is often written there.
Today, it said “Fortitude; next door”
It’s been a tough day – one of those days when we set out to help people, but actually can’t. I definitely feel like I am living next door to fortitude, not in fortitude, or with fortitude. I can see it, I know it is there – but it feels just out of reach, round the corner, pointed to, but not present.
But I do see it around me. I see it in some of the people who come into the building, dealing with huge issues and sometimes (not always, bt often enough) with great humour and, yes, fortitude.
I see it in folk who keep the building working, sustaining what can be a very demanding voluntary programme often with amazing humour and delight.
I see it in some whose stories I am privileged to hear, as they tell me of pain and struggle and determination.
So, I know that fortitude is next door. And that’s near enough; it keeps me encouraged, and gives me confidence to keep going, even when some days are like bits of today. It’s good to be reminded.
And just for the record, that sign is not my favourite. This is my favourite…
I waited all day, but he didn’t come!
I seem to have spent all day today not doing things. This is not an unsual state of affairs – I need deadlines, and almost always meet them, but without them, well, it’s a different story. It’s not as if I didn’t have things to do. In fact, I had two pretty major tasks to… Continue reading The joys of procrastination
It has been a remarkably long time, but it was probably inevitable that I would start a blog. I already write (reasonably) regularly for our church blog(http://bloomsbury.org.uk/blog/) and discovered that I liked it. Which is hardly surprising, since I think best by writing. And since this learning to think is one of the things I… Continue reading Learning to think