Why I need to get a wheelchair

I have no doubt that there will be people who will look at the title of this post and think, “Why on earth would you get a wheelchair? You can walk. I’ve seen you!” Well yes, that is true, I can still walk. Sometimes. Kind of. That’s why I feel I should explain in advance, and hopefully avoid some questioning later.

That would be an ecumenical matter.

I’ve decided to expand on my one-line bio on Facebook, and I think it’s worth reposting here too, as I imagine there may be church people who wonder where I’ve gone…

Four years old today

Happy birthday Beth, you’re four today.
Waking up you want to play.
Singing songs you bounce about,
Excitedly you start to shout.
Cards and presents, candles too,
A day especially for you.
Happy Christmas! It’s all the same,
You know the rules to this fun game.
Laugh and smile, you’re totally mad.
Happy birthday, from mum and dad. x

Why going back to church is hard

It’s no secret that we’ve hardly been to church for the last year or so. There have been a whole succession of reasons for this, there’s no one single cause. For instance, our car has decided to object to the cold weather. But even if it didn’t, Sally seems to be working most Sundays and it can take both of us to deal with E at church sometimes. And this period of absence began with both of us suffering health problems, which are not yet resolved. When we have been able to join in worship, it’s not always been at our own church, which means that we’ve seen very little of our Christian family.