Monthly Archive for August, 2005

Compost and Weeding

Word on the street is that I’m finding my green fingers, that might be a bit of an over statement but there is some truth in it. While spending my summer learning that by grace we do not earn our provision (and other valuable but challenging revelations, such as how much self-worth I had stored up in what I do rather than who I am) I have found myself ending up in our small urban garden. I felt great after my first day as an amateur gardener and I actually believe that it is part of living out what God is teaching me. If anyone fancies grabbing a coffee sometime then maybe I can make more sense of that for you.

Does anyone I know have an organic farm in/near Manchester that I could maybe help out at?

Ready to kick the pigskin?

The Premiership has kicked off today, so we guys need no longer have to have deep conversations. Instead we can while away the hours discussing the recent and ongoing form of The Westwood Cottagers. Who? No less than my Fantasy Football team for the new season. The team went through a hurried picking process and it is difficult to be completely happy with a team limited by a tight budget. Unfortunately our usual scene for male bonding, the pub quiz in Chorlton, has suffered a blow while Frank, quiz-master extraordinaire, has taken a break for all the summer. Hopefully we’ll find a satisfactory alternative for the summer soon.

Where did July go?

And half of August while I’m at it? Sorry for being out of touch, as you know this all depends upon internet access and that is a luxury I get less and less time with. A quick update then:

I have not been working over the summer. Trying to be obedient to a rather controversial ask of God. It started like a bucket of icy water being poured over my head and has turned into a gradual work of spiritual surgery. I’m finding it quite hard, but surgery makes you better right?

I have been reading the rather dull and formidably sounding ‘Celebration of Discipline’, which I am often describing as a malt-loaf of a book, that is dense, nutritious and tasty. I fully recommend it to you as favourably as all those who did to me. I am enjoying living in Moss Side and have also enjoyed a bit of frisbee.

Run out of credit, ciao!