“…All will be well, all manner of things shall be well.”
Harden my heart, so I don’t weep.
I have already wept too much this week.
A terrified man trapped in a bathroom texting his mother against the background of bullets.
Lovers who should have been wed: buried.
A pregnant woman labours aboard a sinking smugglers’ ship, delivering baby Galila hours after rescue. Safe, but unsafe still, refugee from birth.
Mum, wife, MP: murdered.
Too much news for me, for my head, for my heart this week. Too much grief.
Oh harden my heart, so I no longer weep. Let me be blind to hate, oblivious to suffering, at peace with death.
Or I shall turn off my phone, close down my ears and shut my eyes, safe in my own thoughts and my own secure life.
Don’t let me see there my furtive unaknowledged disgust at two men kissing; my passivity towards migrants resulting in inaction; my proudfully proclaimed cynicism towards politicians.
Or I shall see in me guilt.
And I would rather you harden my heart.
Salix caprea ‘Kilmarnock’ ( weeping goat willow) is a very ‘in’ plant at the moment, proudly on display in every garden centre. With their beautiful architecture of the weeping willow grafted on to a stem, you can buy them a perfect size and height to fit any small garden.
- be fit and healthy, with a working pelvic floor
- be able to run 3 miles
- do fun educational activities with my girls
- go on family days out whilst we are both on leave
- be planning and cooking meals
- use our new Southmead Food co-operative
- be on top of the laundry and washing up
- have meaningful couple time
- have a good sex life
- go on dates with my husband
- apply for the next jobs in line to further my career
- go to Keep In Touch days at work
- feel ready to return to work in August.
- breastfeed my baby
- go to baby massage
- meet with God in worship
- listen to sermons rather than falling asleep
- contribute prophetically to the life of the church.
- be hands on in making the best garden in Southmead.
So I’ve made my behavioural plan to help my mood, and I know what this month’s unhelpful thoughts are, so hopefully I can notice when they occur rather than letting them suck me in.
“It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.”