I’ve talked about grief before. The grinding, end-of-world kind of grief that shatters lives. No promises are made to contrary – the one thing we can all know is that there will be pain,, hardship, suffering. The best we can hope for is that we might be spared it for long enough to reach our... Continue Reading →
Today is a sad, sad day…
In January this year, I wrote about Marcus, our extremely characterful Maine Coon cat. He has given plenty of warning that his time was coming to an end, and at sixteen years old, we didn't feel that his life was being cut unreasonably short. But, when he started to lose weight, I took him for... Continue Reading →
Trusting to the End… And Warriors All the Way
Without God’s grace we age like failing white goods, purposeless and ’in the way’ until we get dumped on the tip. But with God’s grace we become warriors, on the front line - where all the action is. (the thoughts behind our song 'Closer to You') OK. I give in, I admit it. I probably... Continue Reading →
When grief takes hold Behind the song ‘Life Goes On’. Last year I had my tenth miscarriage. I find it strange that with each pregnancy hope for a second child would be reborn with renewed optimism. Excuses would be found for previous miscarriages that would make this pregnancy different. And then, as things started going... Continue Reading →