Saturday 30 August 2008

Punctuality

In the morning We are going to a Christening at St. Anne's-on-sea parish Church. I was emailed a link to the website to get directions which I have just done and was rather intrigued to read this:

Parish Eucharist
The main celebration of the day using contemporary language with hymns, full choir, Sunday School, and creche. Everyone is welcome.Every Sunday at 10:30 AM for 1 hour and 10 minutes.


How can they measure every service that precisely? What if an unforeseen thing arises and they run over to 1 hour and 15 minutes? Do people walk out? Also rather sadly wonder how the Holy Spirit is allowed to have his way if we stick that rigidly to time? Or do we not mention him?

Anyway I shall be timing very closely and will let you know!!

Glasses update

Well they have arrived and I've been trying to be good and wear them and I must admit rather shame facedly that actually things that used to be blurry now no longer are!!!

No photographs whilst wearing them allowed yet, so you can't see them...sorry.

Thursday 14 August 2008

An appearance altering trauma

Now I am known for having traumas particularly in my university days although I have been much calmer of late. On my 27th birthday I freaked out a little at how close I now am to 30 but today Ihave freaked out once again. I have to have glasses. I don't want to but I kind of could see it coming as I do struggle to read things from a distance at the moment and things often seem a little out of focus.

BUT I am not happy.
Not at all.



(sorry to all you people who already wear glasses but I don't want to!!!)

A big compliment

On the first Sunday in August I spoke at the All Age service at Church about mission and I used five key words that spell out the word 'shine' as the passage I was using from Matthew said that we had to shine like lights. I didn't make it explicitly clear in my talk that the words spelt out shine so imagine my surprise when a member of the congregation came up to me this Sunday and said 'I've been thinking about your talk this week and I realised that your five words: scared, honesty, infuse, normal and exciting spell out the word shine. Was that deliberate?'

What a compliment that a whole week later someone can recite every point from your talk. I felt smug!

Thursday 7 August 2008

The price of a life

One of my new summer holiday habits is to watch BBC news 24 whilst eating my breakfast and an item I watched this morning has had me thinking all day. There are apparently 4 treatments for advanced kidney cancer that have been not recommended for use in the NHS because they are 'not cost effective' and they don't offer 'value for money.' They cost around £30,000 per year per patient. Read the article here.

Do we have the right to put a price on life? I'm not sure, it's a tricky one and if we do, who makes the decision yes or no? What factors are taken into the equation? How old you are? How clever you are deemed to be? Your chosen job or career? The number of children you have? Where you live?

I believe that we have infinite value because we are made in the image of God and with a plan and a purpose for our lives. But I also sense that all these advancements in technology and science are going to lead to more and more cases where there are no easy answers to the dilemmas of the prospect of prolonging life versus a cash strapped NHS.

Hmm...anyone any thoughts?

The dilemma

Here he is the man I love in two very reflective poses for him while we were away. Both times I caught him unawares and wonder what he's thinking. Every time we go to Northern Ireland , and more so recently, Stephen announces he wants to move back 'home.' And I never have an answer that amkes him happy, we have good jobs and career prospects in England, we ahve a lovely house, go to a fantastic Church and yet some part of him still pines to be home.
He's been in England since 2000 and more so than ever wants to go back.
Will we ever? I don't know. Could I live so far away from my family and friends? I don't know but he does. It's a hard one.

P.S the photos will make a good scrapbook page though sometime!!

The world of Hannah Boyd

Well... no excuses really just not blogged for a long long time so thought I better had!!!
Well since my last post I have a new job - I am moving to work at a school just around the corner as a phase leader in charge of years 2,3 and 4 and going to teach year 4 all of which is surreal, strange and terrifying all at the same time!! The interview was the hardest of my life but feel a real sense of achievement ahving got through it and got the job!

Leaving Stanley was a wrench and in some ways still is, I'd been there the whole of my so far quite short teaching career and loved its laid back ways - the school I'm going to is not laid back by any stretch of the imagination. At the moment I'm having a break between schools and enjoying chilling out.

Spent last week in Northern Ireland took my grandparents and my sister, spent time with Stephen's family and my Grandad's family had a super time (despite being ill and having to visit a doctor while over there) but have come home for a rest!!!

Have had new windows fitted to the house (sad things make me happy!!) tidied and sorted the study and my wardrobe and read some good books. I love the summer holidays!!!