We had our air conditioner fixed recently. The next day I received a feedback survey by email. The job wasn’t finished, we needed parts. But still the survey came through.
The next day I went to a local store. They scanned my loyalty card and before I knew it I received another survey request.
Continue reading “ordinary joy”
One of the joys of my life as a young mum was watching my babies as they slept. The days were filled with feeding, and playing, and consoling, and, of course, trying to get them to sleep. And yes I did enjoy my days with my babies.
But I cherished the times when finally, they closed their tired eyes and rested. And I would often watch the peaceful rise and fall of their chest and listen to the little sounds they made as they slept. Continue reading “Present with us – The protective father”
A time of cold, and rain. The grey clouds, cold weather and shorter days calls for bunkering down in our cosy homes with a bowl of hot soup.
Winter can be a time of withdrawal, a time of isolation, a time of hibernation.
Continue reading “Present with us – A winter devotional”
You hold it in the palm of your hand
It is small enough to fit in your pocket
Yet it controls your life
You answer every beep, flash and buzz
With Pavlovian single-mindedness
Continue reading “Prayer for the phone addicted”
I am in the middle. In the middle of the term; in the middle of the primary years of parenting; in the middle of fifty-three thousand unfinished tasks (or so it seems). My mind is always full with too many tabs open.
I’m dropping the ball. Last week I took the girls to their swimming class straight after school. I had packed the bag with a warm change of clothes, googles, towel, everything but their swimmers!
It feels like a treadmill of washing, cooking, making lunches, hassling about homework, etc. You know the regular ins and outs of #mumlife Continue reading “on parenting in the middle”
On Friday my youngest daughter (pictured above) turns 7. And I will have a 7-year-old and an 8-year-old for a season. And it surprises me how long I’ve been doing this parenting gig. And how much I still feel like a complete novice. I’m still so unsure of what I’m doing and I’m still so very desperate to get it right for their sakes.
Often this manifests itself in an attitude of instruction, “please use your cutlery; don’t swing on your chair; please finish your mouthful before speaking.” Whilst this example is from the dinner table, some days it feels like my whole day is issuing instructions.
I have been pondering how I can cultivate tenderness in my every day. Thinking about how I can make my daily interactions less about the doing and more about the being with. Continue reading “on cultivating tenderness”