Achilles Blog 61 – 7.11.14. A nice warm feeling inside

Leg is not happy…there is an intermittent ‘pulling’ pain to the heel…and right hip not happy either…. so I decided to see if a soak in the bath would appease them. Especially as a November frostiness has finally arrived. I very rarely have a bath… but when I do, it’s always the same…I get a warm, comforting feeling as soon as I step in; and when I kneel in the water and I swish it around with my hands, I always immediately remember doing the same thing during warm, comforting childhood baths…probably the only place I really felt warm in the winter…aside from when we all gathered in front of the paraffin heater. There was no central heating in our house in the mid-60s and Mom used to trudge for a mile or so with an empty gallon can to Kingland Road in Hackney to get it filled…things have changed massively for the better – and I now have a lovely warm house and am warm whenever I want to be….and it’s not just me…here’s the proof that things are getting better for everyone…Hans Rosling’s 200 Countries, 200 Years, 4 Minutes – The Joy of Stats – BBC Four

This is going to be a very busy period work-wise…which has coincided with my involvement in the Charlton Deanery Churches’ Christmas play – a promenade play for local schools (see pic of soon-to-be transformed props). Just over 6 months ago my leg’s life was altered forever while I was stage-managing a performance of their Easter play – and I tripped up on a step, rupturing my tendon… let’s hope I just theatrically ‘break a leg’ this time. When I do Sunday Schools or performances like this, I find that children ask great questions – ones that grown-ups are afraid to ask but also want to know the answer to (and sometimes there is no answer). I think the best one I had was while helping a teacher with Yr 1s (5-6 yr olds) at St. W’s primary school … why does Jesus/God love bad people?….The teacher and I exchanged ‘how do we answer that one?’ glances and fumbled around a bit…well… Jesus just loves everyone, no matter who they are, or what they’ve done said the teacher…and we both knew we’d heard this before and it just didn’t quite add up… then it came to me… he loves bad people because he knows they are hurting inside…no idea whether the Church agrees with that, but the children seemed satisfied…

jx
Jesus' treasure boxes - before
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About aintwegotitmade

Who am I?.......well, I'm getting to that age where I have to think about that before I answer... My name is J, I'm married to Jay and we live in the great city of London. I started this blog as an update to family and friends when I completely ruptured my Achilles tendon a few years ago (see The first post). I am so fortunate in every possible way...and in all honesty, I'm just using this blog to remind myself... Why is it called Ain't we got it made?: this is a line from one of my favourite songs (Sing Baby Sing - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TtTgtkDLNys). Have I got it made? Well - I've got a roof over my head, running water right into my house, a fully-stocked supermarket round the corner, free and readily available healthcare; and I live with my lovely husband in a great city, in a beautiful country, where I feel safe and secure.... I rest my case. Fact or opinion: I am not an expert on anything… but I can confirm that everything in this blog is either fact or opinion. I hope to post regularly, mostly about things I find uplifting, positive, amusing, optimistic, important..or perhaps just about regular daily life...but I won't bother you too much. Thanks for stopping by... jx
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