Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. – Matthew 6:34
Are you one of those people who thinks that Jesus is just another one of those God-botherers whose mission in life was simply to rob us of any joy and happiness by telling us to live a life doing a bunch of religious stuff? Continue reading
The good news is that Annie slept without coughing too much last night; the bad news is that her back is now very painful! Continue reading
Well, we are probably one of the few people not looking forward to the extra hour in bed this evening. Continue reading
Well, last night was another rough one. So far, our growing armoury of antidotes hasn’t been successful in the assault on Annie’s coughing fits at night. Continue reading
A sleepless night is as long as a year. – Anon
Not sure who to credit for that quote, but they just about summed up our experiences recently! Continue reading
If you’ve been following our blog, you’ll probably notice that four of the recurring words in every post are: strength, peace, joy and hope. S, p, j and h.
When I was a young boy, I used to envy the amount of mail my parents received each morning. All those brown, white and sometimes blue envelopes of different sizes looked like so much fun. Continue reading
It’s day three of my cold and I feel physically wretched. You can tell I am a man: I log the duration in days of my ailments as if they were of national historic significance! But it only makes me admire my wife more and more. In the last two months she has physically endured so much that the mighty man-cold looks even more pathetic than it does when Annie is in full health. All the same, I do feel very sick and a bit sorry for myself.
If I ever write a book, I think it would be about the importance of Christian fellowship. One of the reasons I probably won’t ever write the book is because I will never be in the place where I feel I have discovered everything about it. Continue reading
If you have shares in Hallmark Cards, then maybe this quarter is going to make it a good year for you.
Since Annie’s diagnosis and prognosis, we’ve received an unbelievable amount of cards; although if you enter our home, you might challenge me on that: “Where are they?”. Continue reading
Broken Chariots 