Tag: making a difference
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who you are and how you are makes a difference
A friend recently shared how they had struggled in a previous job and had wondered what the purpose was for them being there until, on their last day, a colleague said that they felt God had put them there for her. Not long after that I had the opportunity to accompany that friend to wait…
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recycled blessings
In order to try to save trees and do a little bit towards helping the environment I try to do a couple of things: I try to print double-sided (saving paper) and I try to re-use bits of paper on which I have only printed on one side – using them as scrap paper. I…
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un-seizing the brakes
Imagine that you have an Aston Martin DB5 car – the James Bond Goldfinger one with the ejector seat. (I enjoy imagining that). It looks great, it sounds great, it feels great. But there is a problem: the brakes are virtually seized and the car will hardly move. Wouldn’t you get the brakes sorted? In…
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signet rings*
Last Sunday I had the unusual experience of hearing a sermon preached from Haggai. BIG points to any of you who have ever preached from Haggai, bonus points if you can find it without having to rummage through the Minor Prophets! It’s a fascinating little book that dovetails particularly with Ezra and the rebuilding…
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a reflective response to the referendum result
I have been trying to work out in my mind how to respond to the EU Referendum result. I want to offer some disparate thoughts. To those who voted ‘Remain’: You did not lose. We made a decision. Right now you may feel as if you have lost, I understand that. (I voted ‘Remain’ too). From the…
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ready salted
My Bible reading today was from Matthew 5:13-20, part of the Sermon on the Mount. Jesus was talking to the crowd about being salt and light – making a difference for him in our communities. Sometimes I am tempted to think that this difference has to be a big thing. Then I read this today: When…
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starfish wars
Do you know the starfish story? A big storm washed lots of starfish onto a beach. The next morning a child was walking along with her grandfather and saw all the starfish. She stopped and started throwing them back into the sea. Her grandfather stopped her and said, “There are too many of them for…
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squiggles
Today I have been working on writing up the report on my sabbatical leave. It is an attempt at drawing together some of the disparate threads from three months of reflection, reading and prayer and trying to tie them all together into something that is intelligible. I have bits of paper, a notebook, a ring…
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