The difference a little water makes!
Yet another 'Choose Day' - and an object lesson that I couldn't have planned better if I tried!
As our bathrooms are not yet functional, one has been used as a nursery of sorts for seedlings through winter and spring - chillies, tomatoes and this week - cucumbers.
As it happened, the last day and half they received no water and had started to shrivel...
Definitely time to kill two birds with one stone...
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How we normally put all our effort in the wrong place and fail…
Today we were thinking about the disciples - in particular Simon Peter and how his life is an example for us to follow, but only in some ways!
You Stink
You Stink!
I have much to be ashamed of in my life…
Recently I read a little about a case in America where 13 children were supposedly abused and kept locked up in a suburban house. The story, as portrayed, was horrific and hard to read, let alone imagine through one of the children’s eyes…
I think there is much more to the story than has been reported - and the presented story has quite obvious flaw and inconsistencies*… (possibly to champion the public call for a ban on homeschooling or further deride Christianity). However, this is not the focus or object of this article.
I do have to say first though, that if the abuses reported are accurate, they have not been perpetrated by Christians as reported in the media. God has a very high value and recognition of children - definitely not one that condones abuse or neglect. Any claim to the contrary is a blatant lie or attempt to deceive.
The main grip occurred after reading one of the news reports from someone who attended a kindergarten with one of the children. They recounted that one of the children attended and was always in the same clothes and smelt bad. They recalled how the other children would mock them.
It would be years later that people would realise that she was not fed, had only one set of clothes, was chained to a bed and forced to sit in her own faeces (according to reports). For me, this evoked powerful emotions - and unfortunately, bad memories.