Oct 6, 2024

Let's indulgence each other.

Perhaps it's my age, or part of the process of grieving, could simple be the time of year. But today well indeed this whole weekend. Feeling little less like coming up with deep meaningful words to help us grow. Seeking little bit of being comfortable.

Self indulgence Sunday. 

It's new trend join myself. Fish chips on warm promenade walk. Observed the geese flying in a team work kind of of way. Witnessed several deer at edge of the forest trail. 'Frightened', by size of rat scurried across street at 05-11 this morning.

Please serious about last line. Listened too Podcast!,  but not best way of connecting as a 'Church' nor are 'Zoom meetings'.

I am communicator, with pastoral heart, thrives on talking with you. 

How you finding LIFE.? What the feeling that best describes you AT present.?   

Did it really rain last Sunday in your interpersonal LIFE?

Do you light a candle in the darkness?

Have you recovered from the postman not bringing any cards last valentine's day?

 

 

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l predict a riot . . or a least lot of unrest.

'I know a lot of people across the country in all walks of life took a bit of a kick on the shin with that Budget. You lot got a knee in...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"