Spam!

Well it does seem that spam has its uses!  Having been bombarded with spam comments over the last few days it has brought me back to my blog!  (I’m not sure for whom this is a good outcome of spam, but that’s another matter!).  I was also a child of the 70′s so ‘spam’ also means to me spam fritters on the menu at Primary School, and I loved them!  So Spam – not all bad!

Less of the deep and meaningfuls!

Yes, no more of the ‘poetic attempts’ for a while… instead… have you ever seen those T-shirts that say: “Jesus may love you but I think you’re an a*sehole”?!  The first time I came across that I did have to smile to myself!  I am a Christian, I try and love my neighbour, be nice (not that niceness is necessarily what it’s all about), bless those who curse me and all that.  But you know it’s not so much being ‘cursed’ that provides the challenge – I don’t think that happens too much – it’s more “bless those who irritate you” that is more of a necessity.  I posted on my other blog about those kinds of minor irritations but I reckon the challenge is to love the people who seem to fit that T-shirt bill, and of course to become less and less one of them myself – with a bit of help from above!

Being alone, but not alone!

I’ll post something along different lines soon, but for now another rambling attempt at something meaningful haha!

In this quiet room
That appears so empty
The space is crowded
With people who have come and gone
And left an indelible mark

In this quiet room
Where the noise of thoughts
Is louder than the sound of voices
I hear the faded memory of distant conversation
But its presence is as vivid as the brightest brush stroke on canvas

In this quiet room
Whose volume is muted
By the distance of loved ones
There is another whose constant presence
Eases the whisper of memory
And whose voice is heard
More clearly,
Still, small, but there
In the quiet of the room

One and Two

“No man” they say, “is an island”

Though we’re fooled to thinking so

Retreat in shore and raise the bridge

Stand alone as a heritage

Of the pains of the past

Reaching into today

Building defences

To keep waves of love at bay

 

Can a human become as a castle

With portcullis and keep and deep moat

Such defences as strain

To protect and disarm

A tough skin intended

To keep all from harm

When the real shell’s created

To feel touch and pain

To be soft and responsive

For love’s tender refrain

 

(MR 2011)

Verse One!

Starting a fresh “poetic attempt”… this is as far as I’ve got so far!

 

“No man” they say, “is an island”

Though we’re fooled to thinking so

Retreat in shore and raise the bridge

Stand alone as a heritage

Of the pains of the past

Reaching into today

Building defences

To keep waves of love at bay

 

(MR 2011)

Getting things done

Having seen a variety of ‘time management’ and ‘anti-procrastination’ type helps in various places I thought I’d put together my own little ‘help’ list…

1.  Hide laptop, mobile and other technical type gadgets.

2. Get off bum.

3. Make a list of the actual things that need doing.

4. Do one of them.

5. Do another one of them.

6. Do the rest of them until the list is full of ticks or crosses or lines through (you can decide on your own method for this bit).

7. Reward efforts with a nice cup of tea.

I hope you find this insightful resource as life changing as all the other ones you come across promise to be!

 

She’s a poet and she don’t know it!

…Well perhaps “she’s not a poet and she knows it” would be slightly more accurate, but I do love making attempts at writing so I’m going to make a little resolve to poeticize* more!  (*are budding poets allowed to make up their own words or is that cheating? Though I think that is possibly a real word!).   There are a few of my poetic attempts dotted about at my Chelley’s Teapot blog and on this one somewhere too… but I’m going to try and dig out my ramblings and see what they add up to.  I do have to smile when I open the file on my desktop computer and remember the poem I wrote a few years ago, entitled “Today I feel like an a*se again” – obviously not a good day confidence-wise when I wrote it!

Crawling Back

My blog world has been extremely neglected of late (and that’s quite a big ‘of late’). In my mind, the neglect stemmed particularly from the change of parish and increase of responsibilities, but I realise that I’ve been here (the here where I live that is) for *four years* now so it can’t be entirely for that reason as my blogs didn’t grind to a halt all that time ago. I think it would be good to take this opportunity to revisit the sense of life balance and maybe having to find other-than-ministry things to blog will make me live other-than-ministry bits of life!

Writing in the dust!

Thank you for the welcome back comments… it’s nice to be back!  I was just thinking (having already mentioned the dust that’s gathered around here through long neglect) that it’s a good thing someone hasn’t come along and written in the blog-dust, like you might on a dirty car!  I wonder what it’d say if they had!   [Nope... after some pause I didn't come up with anything amusing or post worthy!]

So, perhaps a little update is called for… another 10 things….

1. I still support Spurs (of course) and am rather chuffed that Harry’s staying for another 3 years.
2. Vicaring is hectic but a real joy.
3. I am supposed to be doing housework at this very moment, that being an exotic way to spend my day off (does cleaning the dust off here count?).
4. I love the prayer conversation we get to hear between Adam (The vicar in ‘Rev.’) and God.  I haven’t watched the latest episode yet though.
5. Five is the new 10 as at this moment I can’t think of anything else to tell you so the others will have to follow in the next installment when I think of something vaguely interesting to say!

Does anyone have a feather duster?

It’s a bit dusty round here (in fact looks a bit like the classic cobweb scenes from ‘Great Expectations’!) but that’s not surprising seeing how long the dust has had to settle on my wiblog!

(And of course by ’round here’ I don’t mean the beautifully sparkling wibsite but my little bit of it here).