I wander up blackford hill fairly regularly sort of, just to get away and have some time to myself.
Last Sunday it was a bit grey:
Last June it was less so:
(they’re my knees by the way, it was warmer back then)
Some lyrics from a track called “Phobic”. The song it communicates God’s grace and gentleness in such a special way – its really beautiful.
I watched you sit alone
I watched you cry your eyes out
Now tell me what you’ve done
Is it so bad that
I would shut you out
And leave you here alone
Yes, I saw what you did
I was right there with you
I won’t let you sink
No, I forgive you
Grace needs a little more freedom
Love needs room to breathe
I have watched you grow
And I’ve stood in your shadow
I’ve never walked away
I hung the stars and
I hold your heart
So, don’t ever be afraid
Yes, I know when you breathe
And I feel when you need
I won’t let you sink
No, I forgive you
You can be healed
You can be free
You can know peace
Never be afraid again
I stumbled across this mosaic generator a few days ago. You upload an image and it’l build a mosaic representation of it using images available on flickr… quite cool…
Took this last Sunday night. The utility bills testify to rising fuel prices, and sure we’ve opted for a jumper approach but the flats not been that cold. I think the fact that its Dave’s hat might have something to do with it…
This is what the LORD says:
“Let not the wise man boast of his wisdom
or the strong man boast of his strength
or the rich man boast of his riches,
but let him who boasts boast about this:
that he understands and knows me,
that I am the LORD, who exercises kindness,
justice and righteousness on earth,
for in these I delight,”
declares the LORD.
How ace is that. God wants us to know and understand him. He wants us to be proud of our relationship with Him and basically wants us to big him up! Its fair enough like, God is good and is worthy of all the credit that we can possibly direct his way!
Do we feel confident enough to boast that we know God? Do we want to boast about His character?
The fact is God is delighted when we do. :)
… but a “beverage bay”.
On christmas day morning we went up Shaftoe crags. While photos were taken mum was used as a hat stand. Modelling Am’s hat was worth whipping out the phone for.
I don’t remember the last time it was just the 6 of us for christmas day, but it happened this year as Grandad spent it in hospital with grandma. Late afternoon we went in to hospital and entertained with the guitar before driving down to Stockport to see the Greens.
Finally home for christmas, been looking forward to it for weeks. As per normal, mum tries to fit in all those appointments that should have been met donkeys ago.
At 10am I got drained of a pint of the red stuff and because it was christmas they were giving out presents. Asda shower gel… oh yeah baby. 11:30 was the dentist. The last 2 days of using the electric toothbrush paid off big time as my teeth were branded “beautiful” (in the manly sense obviously!), though certainly no reflection on the last 6 months worth of slack brushing. Anyways, next up was a game o tennis with Zand, Jonny and John. A year without practice meant I was a bit poo (minus a pint of blood probably didn’t help either), but Zand and me did win 7-5, 6-1. There were glimpses of potential, but the forehand was everytime an erratic, unpredictable disaster :P.
Early afternoon we went to see G’ma in the hospital a la post stroke rehab ward. I thought she was on pretty good form. She didn’t have much control of her left hand and her speech was quite slow. Being the first time i’ve seen her, i’ve really nothing compare progress to. People are hopful she’ll make a fairly good recovery, although the critical question is whether she’ll regain enough mobility to live at home again?
Started walking across Jawbone walk last Sunday morning and what a sight to behold, it was totally empty. Never seen it like this during the day before (if 10am counts as day)
I like people-less places :)
We did it, we won the PES6 world cup, a feat still not achieved on PES5. A cameo performance from Ben was arguably the catalyst as he banged in a few goals to secure passage through the group stages.
We then unexpectedly trolloped Italy 4-0 in the quarters before Dave and myself sealed a remarkably straightforward 2-0 win over Brazil in the semi-final.
We faced up to France in the final, and they took the lead shorty before half time. We battled hard in the second half though deservedly scoring 2 goals to lift that cup and breathe the sweet smell of PES6 success.
It should also be said that the medals do appear to “hang” better around the players next than on PES5 where they floated rather disconcertingly like coat hangers :P.