Giving credit where it is due.

For 11 weeks now I have felt like a person reborn. This is thanks to a man of God ,who graciously said ,'do it, God cares, it matters'. What is it? It is my passion. A burning desire to live an integrated and authentic life. A life characterized by care: care of man and of the earth. For so long I have felt isolated by this, somehow believing that what made my heart beat was different to those around me. You see I believe in Jesus and had swallowed the idea-which I now see as ridiculous - that as a follower of Jesus should only concern myself with God, his Word and people. I was told that these were the only 'eternal ' things and therefore the only thing I could be involved in. So whenever I gardened I did so as as a guilty pleasure, whenever I concerned myself with issues of justice I heard a voice say that these were a distraction and whenever I tried to make ethical food choices I heard another voice say I was being elitist. I no longer ascribe to the sentiments spoken out by those voices. I believe I can hear God too. I would rather be a confident wrong, than a timid right. I believe God will reveal error to me if I do err. So now I begin a new chapter in my life, having the courage to follow my dreams and passions because I now believe they are of God.

A Beginning...

A place to leave some memories, some thoughts and some plans about that which matters to me.

Why 'I Remember, I Remember'? This was the first poem apart from A. A. Milne's that caught my imagination. It is by Thomas Hood and is actually quite sad. As a child I only knew that I loved its rhythm. When reading it I felt like I was on a swing - something I loved - the words  made me feel that I was a pendulum; swaying back and forth, back and forth and swinging joyously through the air. I loved the words too but they were a definite second in my experience of this poem.
The poem can be found here.

http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/173652