Monday, 29 February 2016

The weekend, a pause in Lent and a pause in life

We had a glorious weekend. The sun shone, and we realised that we were fully out in the world of Spring, fully out of hibernation! On Saturday we finally made it back to Castle Espie, lured by the prospect of a Lego Trail.
Castle Espie lies on the banks of Strangford Lough, and is managed by the Wildfowl and Wetland Trust, who keep safe an important stretch of land for the migrating flocks who refuel here in Northern Ireland every year.
 However, for high octane suns, the Secret Swamp with its fairy doors, wishing tree, mud submerged tightrope, and indeed zipline were the icing on the Lego cake.
There were huge Lego birds and creatures in abundance, at strategically distanced points around the domaine, and there was music in the woods..
 .. but we did actually stop to admire the live things as well! 
Then on Sunday we had an evangelist from an Irish organisation called Crown Jesus Ministries who came to speak in church. His passage was II Corinthians 2:14 - 3:6. It was an interesting time. In work we are feeling a strong call to a clear witness, and there was much in the talk to inspire and challenge. But, in the context of a super few days with all my men, and with lots of friends who passed through the house as well, I thought about our domestic spheres and about the legacy we leave in the hearts of those we know. I thought about our suns, and hoped that I might be able one day to say,

You yourselves are our letter, written on our hearts, known and read by everybody. You show that you are a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of human hearts.

I say this in gratitude to those who nurtured me. Despite all the ridiculously awful things that I have done, and that are heavy on my mind this week, I can be sure of grace and hope. So I hope that despite all the ridiculously awful things my boys tell me they have done, and that are heavy on my mind every week!, they will one day be a letter of Jesus to their spheres.


Angela said...

Great post Mags, thanks!!

Pom Pom said...

Hi Mags!
Oh how I love this: I thought about our domestic spheres and about the legacy we leave in the hearts of those we know.

You are a hygge queen.

Lisa Richards said...

Many prayers are going up to God, that our children will love and glorify Him with their lives. That they will see beyond this temporal world and will not be fooled by the beads and baubles that Satan dangles before their eyes. Keep up the good work! Your efforts are not in vain! God bless your household.

Left-Handed Housewife said...

Hello, Mags! I had an interesting conversation yesterday with a friend about saying corporate confession in church, how some of us need so badly to hear that we are sinners, and some are wounded by it because of terrible things they were told about themselves as children. It's a balance, remembering the awful things we've done and remembering, too, how loved we are anyway. Lent is a good time to ponder this.