Numb!

I've just returned from the dentist! (It's not going to all be about the dentist.) And I now have half a numb tounge and half of my mouth numb. I've not had this before so it's all a bit new. I'm lucky when It comes to the dentist, I don't have to have something done very often. It was very strange having my tooth out especially as I could feel it in my nose! 

It left me thinking about the things that we are numb about in our lives the things that we just ignore. Maybe situations or even people we pass.

All I can think about is that I'd really like a cup of tea right now! But I can't until this numbness goes.  

I've also been taking part in the 100 happy days challenge. Every day you have to put something your happy about that day. Sometimes it'll be hard finding something I'm happy about. I'm only on day five, and so far so good. The people who set the challenge said that only 71% fail the challenge Which is sad.  I really really hope I can be part of the 29% that manage to finish it. It will be may? When I finish if I keep going till the end.

So today I'm probably happy that my tooth extraction didn't hurt. And I'm happy it's over.

What are you happy about? Do you think you could do the challenge?

Hope you have a good happy time till I type again. XxX 

God bless you. 

Legends.

I've been trying to write a few legends for one of my book series recently. I've written four so far, three about landmarks and one about a monster. 

Legends are immportant. Not only are they part of history but they are also a fundamental way of life in some places.  Ask anyone about the grim who is a Harry Potter fan or anyone in Suffolk about the black dog (they sound similar) and they'll tell you all about it. As someone not native, and they'll give you a blank look. 

Yes legends are stories that are told so much they become a legend. But I don't know where I would be without knowing about King Arthur, and I know I would love to meet Robin Hood, (even if only to beat him wrestling, he want very good at it apparently!).  

Legends take time. Years and years to establish. But inspiring someone through being good and true to yourself is something you can do right now. 

So if maybe, you want to be a legend, someone who is remembered time and time year after year, just try and be the best person you can. 

Oh, and if you see a sword in a stone, maybe give it a little pull? After all, it can't hurt to try can it!

Happy Christmas.

So it's that time of the year again and it's getting close to another day. 

Maybe you've opened all your gifts, (if you had any!) and maybe you've fallen to sleep in front of the telly. 

Whatever's happened to you today I hope it's been a good day. 

Christmas started for me this time yesterday when shuffling through my Facebook feed I hit upon something and I started to cry. (Emotional lows heading to a blog near you!)  I was a bit sad but also suddenly happy. 

This is what I realised (it's a little bit obvious so please forgive me)

Those tiny baby hands.... They're going to grow. 

And they're going to have hard nails hit into them. Nails that aren't much bigger than the hands are now. And at the moment, while this tiny tiny baby is just a baby. No one knows here on earth what will happen thirty three years down the line. 

We had a four day old baby in church this morning, she was as good as gold, quiet and relaxed. After nearly everyone held her. I didn't want to. I was so scared I'd start to cry.  Instead I looked at her tiny little hands for a second. And then focused on her happy parents. 

I did cry today though. I was given a book by a relative and with it a beautiful carved book mark. (I will take a picture!)

The book mark is like a paperclip, but it has an elephant on. And with last nights realisation and Christmas in general. I couldn't stop crying.  What was worse was I had to (or felt I had to) explain why I was crying.

Once again I miss my nan. 

But this Christmas has been nice. And it's not quite over yet, as there are still people to see. 

I didn't give any presents this year, I didn't even write cards. So for all my friends I will get round to giving you something, (even if it's being quiet when you ask me to be!) just be aware it might be next November!

And even though it's only got half an hour to go, I'd like to say.

Happy Christmas. To all of you. 

I hope it was a good one. And if maybe like me it wasn't or you got upset. Here. Have this!(*HUG!*) it might not help, but there are many days yet to come. If your going up a tough steep hill, think of the view from the top! And the rush of running back down the other side. 

And to paraphrase tiny Tim 

God bless you, everyone. XxX 

My mum.

We fight, We yell.

We hug and love. 

We think the other is brilliant! 

We think the other is horrible! 

We look after the other, 

We couldn't care less about the other. We share clothes, 

We think what the other wears is silly. 

We talk, 

We ignore each other. 

We think the other is beautiful. 

We think the other is not pretty. 

We want the other to change.

We don't want the other to change a thing. 

But above all. 

Today my mum is 60!!!

I love her. I miss her when I'm not home. (At least a little bit!)

We have the same temper and the same sort of face. We have the same size feet. 

She annoys the life out of me sometimes but I wouldn't change her for anything. 

I love you mum. 

Happy birthday. 

Love Trish. XxX 

On trial. A.k.A. testing testing one, two,three

I have choice to make. It's a little bit silly but it could be vitally immportant. 

It's cinema club today my parents get to see a film with audio description for my mum. Most of the time I go too which is good as it's normally the latest films. 

Today is captain Philips. 

Part of me wants to go. The other half of me wants to stay and sort out more stuff for my service on Sunday night

It's my trial service. It's immportant. 

So while the house is quiet do I stay and work or do I go and watch a film I couldn't see without the cinema club. 

I made up my mind last night to stay. This morning i'm not so sure. I've got a lot on this week and could probably use the extra time. But it's something we all do as a family too. I'm probably going to stay. And I'll end up procrastinating. 

This week I have 

A hair cut (in twenty minutes)

Cinema club (Monday)

Contact club (Wednesday night)

And local preachers/worship leaders social. 

Church on Sunday morning and y7up then my trial service. 

It's six clear days away. And you might think I have lots of time add in a family who likes you to drive them

Places. (Because one can't see and some times neither can the other!) and my week gets full far too quickly. 

I also have a horrible cold. 

So that said. I'll stay home... But I want to go to see the film...

The spider.

A few nights ago, I let a spider live.
I don't particularly like spiders most days. But some days I am perfectly fine with them.
I walked I to the bathroom bare footed, and saw a spider, a quite big one, common house spider probably, they type most people have in their house over winter and give a name like Frank or Fred.

Anyone here a spider fan? 

Apparently you swallow at least eight while you sleep. (Can't remember where I heard that but still!)

Please keep warm in this cold weather. 

God bless you. XxX 

Nothing to say...

I haven't posted for a while, so I thought I'd open up a fresh blog and see what happend when I started to type. Maybe that's a little dangerous! So I got back last night from a trip to see my friends in bury St Edmunds. We giggled and laughter a lot (owing a little to good friendship, and my first drink in... Four? Five years?) I mainly have a good time when I go to see them and its not too often that I'm glad to get home.

Today is my third local preachers meeting. Which means that I've been on note for six months. I find this scary but at the same time exciting. I'm still really finding out who exactly I am! It's been a journey over the last half a year or more, and I'm learning that life experiences definately shape who you are. I've noticed I'm a little more tightly strung recently. I cry a lot more and I miss people a lot more. But I laugh harder and think more too.

Partly what I like about going away is that my pace of life increases, I have people around me to motivate me and make me move. (I didn't get up till gone 10 this morning, but I was tired from traveling) I walk at a different pace when I'm in BSE, and yes I don't have any responcerbilities except to look after the people I am with and gently advise them.
That part is one of the parts I have a love hate relationship with. I love helping people, I love the fact that I am easy to approach and talk to. I hate the fact that I have to pass on opinions, and that people's problems become mine. I cannot listen help then move on. And sometimes I have what I think would be a solution, but people don't have the time or energy to carry it out. I am slowly slowly learning to put down the problems people give me at Jesus feet. And more importantly I am making sure I leave them there, instead of sneaking back, (normally at four in the morning or there abouts, and re visiting the problems stacking them again in my arms)

I don't like coming home. I feel unmotivated for the first few days, and them family life filters in. I think it would be worse if I was completely alone though.

At the service on Sunday, the verses that hit me were :-

We must not become tired of doing good. We will receive our harvest of eternal life at the right time if we do not give up. When we have the opportunity to help anyone, we should do it. But we should give special attention to those who are in the family of believers. (Galatians 6:9, 10 NCV)

And it hit me. I am oh so tired. I'm not sure what exactly to do about that, my friend told me to pray. It's advice I've been giving people for years. Tell God what's troubling you, ask for his help. And yet I feel so selfish asking for things for me. I remember writing in high school that I was 99.5% everyone else's problems, I was tired then and I've only had a short sleep between then and now. My trips away are my miniature snoozes.  That moment when your by a river that's gently flowing, the sunshine is on your face and your dont have to go anywhere at all. Somedays I want to live like that, but if I did I wouldn't make a difference.

God calls people to not tire, to not give up. I love seeing what he helps me do, I love seeing the end result when people can have time to  sit in the sun away from problems that no longer exist because of what God has done through me.

So please God. If you've got a coffee going spare, could I have a sip? I need to wake up for you.