About fourteen years ago I was involved in a cult. I didn’t realise it. It felt like the truth. And it felt lovely – until I tried to leave. I’d moved to London and was just getting settled. One day, a girl of about my age approached me on the tube. She was warm and friendly and we chatted about life. “I’m a Christian,” she said. I smiled, “me too!” She asked about the church I was going to, and talked about hers. …Read More
I’m tired of cynicism. Propping up the bar, all dark and self-conscious. You’re cool mate, but you’re miserable too. Standing back and passing judgement. Stamping on Shrugging at other people’s parades. Sneering, ‘it’ll never work. The world’s not like that.” Refusing to ever see the good. Well, forget it. It’s been fun…well – interesting, while it lasted. But I’ve met someone new. Someone you know. Hope. Yeah, her. The one we used to laugh at. “Unfashionable and embarrassing,” we said. …Read More
Dear God It’s the start of a new week. And I don’t know how to do it. I feel scattered; pushed and pulled in many different directions. I take my eyes off you and suddenly, I’m stuck. I’m frightened by the decisions that need to be made; and ones that are out of my hands. by the things I can’t see. And the demands I can’t meet. I’m overwhelmed By lists and by longings. By pain and by pride. It’s dark in here. I build walls to keep myself …Read More
Today’s guest post is from Jane, who is married with three children. Hannah (7) and Ben (5) are her birth children and she has recently adopted Star (4) who has Down’s Syndrome. Here’s her advice on helping birth siblings welcome a new arrival… 1. Involve birth children in the adoption conversation early We first discussed adoption with our birth children approximately two years before Star arrived. In fact we talked to them before we spoke to anyone else. At that …Read More
