Slow your Christmas: reflectively

I dropped the girls at school, and sighed deeply. It had been a morning of tears, and grumpiness. I felt I had gone ten rounds of emotional battle before 9am, (and lost most of them). I was weary and teary, but I rushed home and got things ready for the trip to Rockingham. I called … Continue reading Slow your Christmas: reflectively

grace and space

This year I posed a very bold question over my year. 'Fear or faith?' As has happened every year, unexpected words have attached themselves to these words. And I have been very surprised to how these two much more gentle words have grown stronger in me ... 'grace and space'. My need for space is becoming ever more apparent … Continue reading grace and space