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It's a funny thing to be reminded that the brother you fondly think of as an adroable little boy is actually a man. Even stranger to realise that his growth reflects our own, I am no longer the enthusiastic teenager I was when I tread the boards he broached last night...
This morning as I walked through town, underestimating the amount of extra time it takes to walk in heals, I smiled noticing the difference in the weather. Chi has that Spring time hum in the air that inspires kindness in adults and laughter in Children...
Today Charlotte and Ruthy are mostly laughing at me wearing everything but my long coat to stay warm in the office. For some reason they're boiling hot, stripped down to t-shirts and I'm freezing cold, wrapped in my wooly jumper, hat and scarf. Probably just my cold having fun with my temperature guage...
This morning was like an intense download of Jesus words. The last few weeks Charlotte and I have fallen behind on our Transit Bible reading. Through the two hour journey to Reading in Charlotte’s faithful Rover, I read aloud from the gospels of Luke, Mark and Matthew. The words of Jesus in an intensive blast…
Yesterday was full of silling dancing, funny photos and bizarre singing attractions! Charlotte, Matt, Steve and I had taken the day off work and ran away to Drusilla's Zoo to make faces at the monkeys, laugh at the Gibbons and stick our heads up a Giraffe's backside...
I am freaking out! I just had my first,"Oh my goodness my name is going to change!" moment. I've been chatting to Brian Heasly about the release of a book I helped him edit called Writing on the Wall. The book will be published in the autumn and Brian wanted to check what name should go on the cover. Then it hit me. I won't be Carla Trundle, I'll Carla Harding! Who on earth is Carla Harding!?!
I've just had lunch with a guy who's living the most incredible story. When I began to make polite small talk I had no idea who he was. As he started to share his story and a little of what his life is like I was gobsmacked. It's a familiar story but listening to a 17 year old tell you that this is his life brings a whole new level of understanding and apreciation...
In Chichester of Yesteryear on a weekday night you could walk into the pub of the moment and be guaranteed to find a cluster of Revs guys out for the night, the life and soul of the party. Throughout the years this trend has diminished, lifestyles have become less flexible and tastes have diverged...
The last few days my mind has been preoccupied by what the future might hold. I'm normally an imediate person who looks no more than a few years ahead but with the mixture of getting married and dreaming with Charlotte it's been a lot of fun to think what the future could look like! Country houses full of friends, recording studios and new communities... I may even return to teaching dance soon. If I can get the courage to try again. xc
There's nothing more sorrowful or shocking as a life ended too soon. Nothing that makes you examine your own mortality or inspire a deeper apreciation for the time we're given and the people we share it with. Friday brought some very sad news. News that has made me realise I have a lot to be grateful for...
C. S. Lewis: The Last Battle (Chronicles of Narnia)
Finished: Instantly one of my favourite books. Incredibly moving. (*****)
Rob Bell: Velvet Elvis: Repainting the Christian Faith
Current
Rob Bell: Sex God: Exploring the Endless Connections Between Sexuality and Spirituality
Finished - I enjoyed it so much I wanted to go back the beginning and start again (****)
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