Modern Women of Faith – An interviewDecember 11, 2018
The lovely Erin from Ragamuffin Royalty interviewed me by e-mail a few weeks back. She asked me to share a bit about life here and how God has shaped my journey.
I walked into the interview not really knowing what she was looking for and received a list of questions including…
What is your earliest memory of Jesus or the Church?
If you were speaking to a room full of young women for 5 minutes, what would you tell them?
If you’d like to read the answers to these and other questions then click on the image to head over to ragamuffin royalty.
I found being interviewed a real chance to do a bit of soul searching and recognizing the chapters than have closed in my life. I’m off for an extended break as I celebrate what may well be my last Christmas in Britian and close that chapter. Have a wonderful Christmas season and I’ll be back in the new year.
What chapters have closed for you recently?
Nowhere remains the sameNovember 16, 2018
When I first came to Serbia foreigners were a boast – I was asked to simply turn up at times so they could show that a British girl had come to them. There were other foreigners in the city, NGO volunteers, exchange students, and travelling ministers, mostly short-term-ers. Periodically, I’d bump into a festival lover who was hoping that one long weekend in July was indicative of the city year round. Long term settlers weren’t exactly round every corner. I got used to the open stares.
But that world doesn’t exist now, any more than the world I left in the UK almost a decade ago. Everywhere changes, people grow and the spaces they inhabit reflect that.
It’s easy to feel secure in those experiences, expect them to be repeated, to cast a place in the light that once shone on it. My early memories of sharing beds in holiday huts and accommodation without a flush toilet feel further flung each year. I know now to expect the culture shock to reverberate as my feet hit British soil too.
Family Prayer JournalOctober 27, 2018
I’ve always found myself rather bad at putting my desire to journal regularly into practice. Prayer pages are something I feel more confident with. Boxes of prayer, lists and notes, words and images that remind me to lift specific circumstances throughout the week. While periodically I dust off a notebook and enter once more into the cathartic process of placing mind wanderings into solid sentences I had never really associated my prayer pages with the process of journaling. Then steps in Jan, a lovely lady who was looking for some help making up some printable pages. On her heart was a family prayer journal.