I was going on about this blog to one of the ducklings, trying to explain about how the Christian faith still holds water when it just seems like it’s held together with sticky-tape and string. Somehow we got onto Psalm 23, probably we were talking about the “Beauty from ashes” post. Anyways, we got to talking about the bit where God says He will prepare a banquet for us in the middle of an enemy camp. It sounds good when you read it in the bible, but then we had one of those, “wait .. what ??” moments.
It had been a damn tough 24 hours. Within that time, I had been given a few difficult bits of news and I was emotionally pretty much running on empty. So, I just stayed in the side office where I took that last piece of news and re-read Psalm 23 a few times. This isn’t to say that I have all my ducks in a row – not by a long shot, but after a final kick to my emotional testicles, I needed something. Continue reading “Beauty from ashes”
On the face of it, this seems to be yet another gloomy post from a semi-depressed Brit hammering his way through another Finnish winter, but stay with me. It’s gets better. 🙂 Continue reading “5 things to do when there is no reason to say “thank you”.”