Adam and I have discovered a variety of nibbled things in the house recently, including 2 Mars bars (nearly nibbled in half) and a creme egg! Late one evening he was spotted running across our living room and it was confirmed, we have a mouse!
Having christened it Steve McQueen in honour of Hugh Laurie's character from House, we set a humane trap of peanut butter & partially nibbled creme egg. Dead tasty!
It appears Steve really was a sucker for chocolate and peanut butter though as he was safely caught in 1 night after nibbling was heard (ironically, while I was watching House) and was discharged in the morning with a clean bill of health.
He shall be missed though. Oh to be able to keep pets! Maybe one day. I wonder what Cat would think of that...
TheWeeScottie
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weird is just your own personal brand of normal
Friday, April 24, 2009
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Good Friday
I'm loving Jesus. I love how he was willing to go through much pain, rejection and emotional/physical/spiritual suffering for me. I'm bowled over by his sacrifice and willingness to be spiritually cut off from God.
This came out of meditating on what Jesus went through ~2000 years ago:
Good Friday
This is the day my saviour died
and history bears he was crucified,
unfairly ruled and beaten raw,
dragged through the streets in sight of all,
carrying the bar of his own cross,
taking spits, abuse and other dross,
led up the hill called the place of the skull
tired and bleeding, humble, docile,
cried in pain as nails bit deep
no doubt causing him to weep,
slung up high and strung in place
forced to endure the worst disgrace,
and died, calling in full ear & view,
"Forgive them father, they don't know what they do."
I desperately want finish this off, but that's where my want to write stopped. It's very easy to think of Jesus dieing on the cross as a simple flick-of-the-switch act, but in truth it wouldn't have been. It does us good to stare on the rugged cross and walk Jesus last hours with him. It reminds us how much he was willing to go through, and how much he chose to endure for us. Mind-boggling, when you think about it. Bring on Sunday :)
TheWeeScottie
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weird is just your own personal brand of normal
This came out of meditating on what Jesus went through ~2000 years ago:
Good Friday
This is the day my saviour died
and history bears he was crucified,
unfairly ruled and beaten raw,
dragged through the streets in sight of all,
carrying the bar of his own cross,
taking spits, abuse and other dross,
led up the hill called the place of the skull
tired and bleeding, humble, docile,
cried in pain as nails bit deep
no doubt causing him to weep,
slung up high and strung in place
forced to endure the worst disgrace,
and died, calling in full ear & view,
"Forgive them father, they don't know what they do."
I desperately want finish this off, but that's where my want to write stopped. It's very easy to think of Jesus dieing on the cross as a simple flick-of-the-switch act, but in truth it wouldn't have been. It does us good to stare on the rugged cross and walk Jesus last hours with him. It reminds us how much he was willing to go through, and how much he chose to endure for us. Mind-boggling, when you think about it. Bring on Sunday :)
TheWeeScottie
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weird is just your own personal brand of normal
Sunday, April 05, 2009
Huzzah!
The easter holidays has finally dawned and I'm looking forward to a spot of rest in between trips into school to get the Summer term ready!
Having dropped Cat off at Luton on Saturday morning (she's off to Poland for a week's mission at one of their universities) I spent the afternoon at a friend's house playing board games. Fab fun and wonderfully relaxing. Spending time with other people reminds me why God's made us his church, rather than his call centre; a group of people serving him together, rather than individuals in claustrophobic booths not dependant nor working for eachother. Fellowship is so important and is such a wonderful blessing! How great it is that we're the body. rather than the fishfingers of Christ.
Looking back over the past 3 months, it's been a testing term and I've now got a tough decision to make over the easter hols re: school following my mid-point review. Prayer would be muchly appreciated and I'll happily share what the decision entails with you if you give me a phone or drop me an email. Thanks.
Right, time like me is short so I'd best put my washing on and prepare for the church! Big blessings to all of you.
Rock on in Him :)
TheWeeScottie
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weird is just your own personal brand of normal
Having dropped Cat off at Luton on Saturday morning (she's off to Poland for a week's mission at one of their universities) I spent the afternoon at a friend's house playing board games. Fab fun and wonderfully relaxing. Spending time with other people reminds me why God's made us his church, rather than his call centre; a group of people serving him together, rather than individuals in claustrophobic booths not dependant nor working for eachother. Fellowship is so important and is such a wonderful blessing! How great it is that we're the body. rather than the fishfingers of Christ.
Looking back over the past 3 months, it's been a testing term and I've now got a tough decision to make over the easter hols re: school following my mid-point review. Prayer would be muchly appreciated and I'll happily share what the decision entails with you if you give me a phone or drop me an email. Thanks.
Right, time like me is short so I'd best put my washing on and prepare for the church! Big blessings to all of you.
Rock on in Him :)
TheWeeScottie
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weird is just your own personal brand of normal
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