The sun is shining. The sky is blue. The clocks have gone forward and it’s officially Spring. This puts a smile on everyone’s face!
It’s also Mothering Sunday. A day where you go on Facebook and see a newsfeed filled with people showing love, honour and gratefulness to the wonderful people they get to call ‘Mum’ in their life. Controversially, I have mixed feelings over the whole notion but please don’t shoot me down in flames yet! I will always be in favour of honouring people full stop. In fact I truly believe that every single person walking the Earth, no matter what their story, has something within them that is worthy of being honoured and celebrated. There are so many people that go about everyday life, sacrificing things daily, working hard and giving the best of themselves to their families who would say that’s just what you do, it’s nothing special, it’s just a part of life. But life is hard, struggles are real and everyone deserves their moment where they feel truly loved, appreciated, and valued for what they bring to the table and what they give to others. Continue reading
This time last week, I was ironing, packing and getting ready to take 53 children away on a residential camp for four days. This year was my eighth camp and over those years we’ve taken around 480 children with us to three different centres to do activities such as canoeing, abseiling, climbing, surfing, high ropes, bodyboarding, archery and team building activities.
I’m vulnerable and carrying a fair amount of fear in writing this blog. But it’s time. My blogs have all very much been prompted by God and this one is no exception. It’s just a lot more daunting to share now, at this point than any of the others. And while I’ve been writing it for the last six months, though God may be telling me I’m ready, I don’t feel ready. But I do have total trust in Him.
The other life journey I’m currently writing up is the story of my adoption and finding my biological parents but that journey is easy to write because I know how it all works out and that it has a happy ending. I’m writing it up from the position of having it all neatly wrapped and tied up in a beautiful bow. That’s not to say it wasn’t a hard, terrifying journey at the time filled with ups and downs and difficulties. But I’m on the other side and the grass is green.
We are currently enjoying a few days away as part of our Spring holiday, staying in a caravan tucked up in the hills of the Dorset coast. Recently we have come to realise more and more that whenever we can, taking a few days out from the hustle and bustle and busyness of our everyday lives is needed, even essential. So here we are. Surrounded by beauty and peacefulness and time, in the palms of our hands. And while it’s lovely to have a break from meetings, appointments, projects, tasks, deadlines, emails, phone calls, housework and general everyday tasks, there is one thing I never want to get away from, because they mean the world to me and I love them with everything inside of me. My family. I am so blessed to have so many incredible people in my life – many true, valued and treasured friends and even more so, a wide, beautiful and extremely special family. The extent of how truly blessed I am by my whole family is a story for another time but every one of them completes me and I love them all from the very depths of my heart.