Reflections from a Quiet Day
These two reflections are ones I shared during a Quiet Day at https://www.laundeabbey.org.uk/ recently. ‘What Do You See?’ I wrote for the day, and ‘It Is Well’ is taken from …
These two reflections are ones I shared during a Quiet Day at https://www.laundeabbey.org.uk/ recently. ‘What Do You See?’ I wrote for the day, and ‘It Is Well’ is taken from …
Many years ago, at Christmastime, my family gathered to watch the children perform a nativity play. As the eldest cousin, the rehearsal (singular, hastily implemented that morning) had been overseen …
The mask is smelly. I can’t breathe. “Count down from ten…” Don’t make me do this. I refuse to count. My refusal doesn’t count. Hours later, I wake. Silence. 20 …
For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as …
My small niece has a nickname in our family: ‘Little Miss’. I don’t remember how the name came about, but I’d hazard a guess it’s to do with her being …