
today has been one of those days whereby i feel as though i have talked way too much. i have given 2 lectures concerning 'fairtrade' to guernsey's elite youth, then an interview with the BBC and tonight have spoken to a few hundred women (and a couple of men) to celebrate the 'Women's World Day of Prayer'
I just hope God really does treasure our too many words....
There was though a very liberating moment tonight in the liturgy of prayers. crafted by the strong women of south africa (where I am bound in a month or so) we gave thanks for so many gracious gifts - apples, peaches, drums, elephants, bony cows, baby's skin to name but a few of hundreds - but then came the quintessential moment of the day, the dear strong and beautiful ladies of S Africa in their liturgy to the world thanked God - praised him/her no less for, and i quote, 'high heeled shoes'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
On reflection i think its beautiful...goodnight crazy people...wherever you are x
3 comments:
whyever not thank God for high heeled shoes? Excellent .... :-)
Thats beautiful mystified - sorry not my blog to say that, but it is, thankyou
Thanks for the story...very moving...will use it often
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