Monday, September 16, 2013

Judith's Task

Isaiah 55:11
... so is my word that goes out from my mouth:
It will not return to me empty,
but will accomplish what I desire
and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.  

We worry we are not good enough for God. We list our failures one, two,three...
But that is not how God sees us, when we ask him to forgive us he does, he sees a clean sheet. 
Likewise, we think we are not good enough to serve God, we are too rough, too imprecise, too foolish. 

If we have listened to the words of God, scripture, prayer, pictures, Holy Spirit -  if we go on to use it however crudely or precisely in a Godly manner, a harvest from his word will return to him having achieved it's intended harvesting potential. 

And that is not for us always to know...

Post Script
This blog was written in a workshop at Cambridge Christian Writers as a 5 minute exercise
"Using a verse you like, write something about it."
As we were talking about blogging this evening, whilst others read theirs out, I decided to load it onto my blog for them all to read off the main screen.  The illustration I squiggled on my tablet. 

From being given the task, to being published online took less than 10 minutes - though I did return to sort out some of the formatting and add this explanation.

Friday, August 9, 2013

Sunday, June 30, 2013

Feeding time.


This collared dove has taken possession of our Bird Table, automatically arriving as I put food out


Checks around to ensure no competition, 



Then tucks in till the grate is clean...

How do I encourage other birds in, and discourage this gent without being mean to him?

Monday, January 21, 2013

Right now it is all about snow.

Looking out the back door I stood and pondered,
No birds on the snow capped bird-feeder,
Or hopping around in white expanse.
A virgin cover across the garden,
New life underneath, waiting to burst forth.

Looking forward to spring, colourful displays shard forth,
But for now we'll make best we can,
Whilst watching youngsters having fun,
As we hide behind walls of glass.