Wednesday, March 7, 2007

Dental Angel

I had to go to the dentist today, I am soooooooooooooooo scared of needles and blood. I have had four children by normal delivery and I would rather do that again than go see a dentist. But, the pain got too much after my filling fell out so my beautiful hubby made me an appointment to stop me moaning and waking him at night. I managed to hold out for three months but apparently, I've been very grumpy and I now have an ulcer from taking too much Nurofen.

Dr Sharpell, Portsmouth Road is amazing! The man is a dental genius. One root canal identified and refilled within 30 mins and we managed to put the NHS to rights. No pain, he is an angel!

I grew up in Scotland where my parents owned the local store. We had an awesome selection of sweeties, those ones in those big jars which lined one wall. This mixed with spending a very large part of my life to date North of the border has resulted in several fillings (some are due to having a rather violent conflict with a Roller Hockey ball but that's another story) . It didn't ever get any better because once you have that sweet taste (I like deep fried mars bars!) your stuck!

To date, with creme eggs getting smaller every year thereby necessitating the consumption of two or more in any one sitting I fear some radical intervention may be required in my latter years.

Why didn't God make us like crocodiles..................

Monday, March 5, 2007

Time

Why if there are 24 hours in a day do we only work for 9 of them?

I'm trying to rearrange my time to manage it better to complete the tasks I need to do and do the things I want to do.... but when I eventually get around to doing some tasks everyone I need to talk to and most systems I need to access are either asleep or closed shut down!

Sunday, March 4, 2007

Sundays

Church at home today.

1030 start so plenty of time for a lie in.

The day comprises of five rounds of tea and coffee, homemade cakes and a full cooked two course meal. Everyone arrive, excellent company comprising six families, 33 in total, 19 of which are ages six months to nine years. The children are whisked away for an hour of fun packed children's activities whilst the grown ups drink tea and coffee and eat the stickier versions of the cakes. biscuits. They have the daunting task of chatting, praying and generally putting the world to rights. Then we all have dinner, home cooked food, buckets of it. Gooey puddings you wouldn't normally make for yourselves. Then more talking, Pool games and a film for the little guys and several of the dads normally. We all tidy up and go home in time for tea and bath / bed time for shattered children and partners.

This is church!!!! Man why doesn't everyone go!!

Saturday, March 3, 2007

Wow. How big?

This week I have been shown again how big God is. I had the privilege of looking after a lovely lady in the latter stages of her terminal illness. She had the advantage of knowing that she was soon to die, she had made the decision to stop all the treatment she was receiving. In making this choice she prepared herself for the inevitable and actively made peace with each member of her family, saying her goodbyes and thanking them for being a wonderful family. She was old and could be extremely difficult! She had ruled and led the family for over eighty years and did so to the last minute but she was wise and a believer. She knew she was going somewhere where there would be no more pain, no more debility where she could do what she wanted to do. She was happy that her suffering and the burden she felt she placed on her family would be over. A new beginning for all. She felt sorry for her girls she was leaving behind because she was off to a better place!
She passed away peacefully. A dead body looks so very different than a live one within seconds of death. That something, "the life" isn't there, the physical vessel looks exactly the same but that special unique thing that made them them has gone. God made this bit and God took it away. How awesome is that? There can be no doubt about God's existence when we see life.

It was a privilege to be with someone as they move on, to share in their preparation and in the "sorting" that facilitates their peace. It is such a personal thing and probably one of the most important things for her and her family, I was touched and moved by the frankness and openness that materialised as this family experienced the vulnerability of being in the presence of God's plan.