magic moments

I used this trick, among others.

This morning I will be attending one of our Parent and Toddler groups, Bright Sparks, for their Jubilee Party. They’ve asked me to do some magic tricks, which I am delighted to do.

The question I am currently considering is: what tricks do I do? I probably won’t be sawing anyone in half.

Toddlers inhabit a magical world in which anything is possible. It’s a world with talking frogs being kissed by princesses, very hungry caterpillars eating all the wrong food, and where tank engines deal with troublesome trucks and Fat Controllers. In a world where anything’s possible how do you provide the unexpected, the impossible, the unusual in magic tricks? I suspect Stew the Rabbit may be needed (see ‘about me’ section for photo of Stew).

Do Christians suffer from a similar scenario when it comes to the Bible? We become so familiar with the narrative that we miss the special, the extraordinary, the awe and wonder. For example (unseasonally) we are so familiar with the Christmas events that we miss the spectacular nature of what happened. ‘Immanuel’ (God with us) becomes a name we say without thinking rather than allowing the reality to sink in. Choirs of angels are expected, and so on.

The same can happen with all we read. So, today, I am going to try to imagine I am reading it for the first time and come with wide eyes, open mouth and anticipation. It probably means I should take my time, not imposing on the text ideas and messages I have received before, and trying to put myself into the narrative.

Try it.

Be blessed, be a blessing.

A joke with which I can empathise…

A little girl went up to her mother one day while holding her stomach saying, “Mummy, my stomach hurts.”

Her mother replied, “That’s because it’s empty, you have to put something in it!”

Later that day the Minister and his wife were over for dinner. The Minister began to feel bad. Holding his head he said, “I have such a terrible headache!”

The little girl looked up at him, giving him the sweetest smile that any little child could give. Then she said, “That’s because it’s empty, you have to put something in it!”

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