Poppet loves her dinosaur. She has him with her when she naps. She carries him from room to room. She plays with him and, of course, she always wins. She also makes sure that it is always Dinosaur who is responsible for any wrong doing!
“Poppet was it you that put muddy pawprints everywhere?” “Not me, that was Dinosaur. I saw him” “Poppet was it you that ate Grumpy’s dinner?” “Me? No definitely not! Mr Dinosaur ate it – he was sooooo hungry!” “Poppet did you steal Daddy’s wallet?” “I was just trying to find his credit card…wuff I mean no not me. That was most assuredly Dinosaur!” “Poppet have you seen the important papers I was working on?” “Mr Dinosaur wanted to play with them. I told him no, I did really.”
But the wonderful thing about Poppet is the way she is always so happy to see me – even if it’s only been a short while since she last saw me. The happy look in her eyes, the waggy tail, the leap into my arms to give me puppy kisses. It’s also the way she curls up on the sofa and puts her head on my knee when I’m ill, or sad, or feeling alone. She looks up at me with her beautiful eyes to say “I’m here”.
And, of course, she always gets forgiven. After all, I love her just as much as she loves me!
Here's a little hug for you, Whenever you are feeling blue. Now shut your eyes and slow your breath, And feel the comforting caress, As Jesus takes you in His arms. He'll take your sorrows and your frowns, Replacing them with love and calm. He'll take your worries and your fears, And gently wipe away your tears. He whispers "I am here for you", And you know these words are true.
Sometimes you need to just do nothing! Enjoy the peace and the silence! And just rest your soul!
Forget the hustle and bustle. Listen to the silence. Listen to God speaking to you in the silence. Listen to the sounds of nature. The babbling brook. The rustling leaves.
Be at one with yourself And remember who you are A much loved child of God.
Christmas is coming
The turkey’s getting fat
Children cry for presents
Thinking that is that.
But what is forgotten
The greatest present of all time
That Lord Jesus died for us
And saved your life and mine,
It’s not about the goodies
Or about the Christmas tree
Although they’re very nice to have
And certainly not free!
It’s not about the stockings
Or the mince pies and reindeer
It’s not dear old Father Christmas
Or the so called festive cheer.
It’s not a time for greed greed greed
Or want want want want want
It’s not a time to break the bank
Or waste what we haven’t got.
It’s the time when darkness turned to light
The birthday of our Lord
A little babe who did no wrong
And who should be adored.
So whilst you’re busy having fun
And fielding demands
Remind them why we celebrate
And what our God has done.
A lowly stable’s all He had
His bed a bit of straw
Sent to us to save our souls
Our debt of sin He bore.
The stars shine bright to light His way
As angels His praises sing
So don’t forget on Christmas Day
Who gave us everything
Life everlasting
Love, hope and peace,
A light in the darkness
Be thankful at least.
Just because 