Paradise Road-

I miss choir 

So tonight I watched the film Paradise Road,  a fictional account of the true story of Margaret Dryburgh a gentle hearted Scottish missionary who championed the prisoners of the Japanese  in WW2 Sumatra and formed a choir to raise morale 

Her story is an inspiration .

Look for the moment where the lumpy and always a burden Mrs Roberts ( Elizabeth Spriggs) gets the harmony right ….heartbreaking 

Enjoy

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Stroll

 

"Seatbelt!" commanded Clint as I lowered my buttocks into his cockpit.

We weren't travelling far. Just fifteen minutes away inside The Peak District National Park. I tucked Clint's wing mirror in when I parked him on Clodhall Lane.

"See you later alligator!" I muttered as I set off towards  Wellington's Monument above Jack Flat and not very far from The Eagle Stone shown in the top picture. The Duke of Wellington commanded Britain's forces at The Battle of Waterloo in 1815.

I didn't need a map because I knew the circle I was going to walk - just a little over two miles. Above I was on Baslow Edge looking towards the village of Curbar. Below - a Highland cow with magnificent horns has taken a break from her endless grazing

Near the end of the walk I noticed this small herd of a deer on raised ground in a large area of moorland that is called simply Big Moor. No fancy names. The deer haven't always grazed Big Moor. They are a fairly recent addition and I noticed that a lot of money must have been spent on high fencing to keep them inside the moorland area. Deer and motor vehicles are quite incompatible.

Below - I suspect that the old gatepost predates the dry stone wall to the right.  The track once ran along Blackstone Edge to a couple of stone quarries - long since disused.

The lone hawthorn tree below appealed to me and I took a few pictures of it but I think that this was the best one. The tenacious tree is to the left of the image simply because I wanted to include all of its three o'clock shadow:-

Out in The Peak District you sometimes come across contemporary carved stones that may be part of some art project. Near Curbar Gap car park I noticed a "companion stone" with these lines carved upon it:-

Before the stone

before the land

the running hare

the pointing hand

the rattled wheel

the bright idea

something else

would lead us here

Rather than trying to photograph the whole thing, I just focused on this one word - "wheel" where after thirteen years moss is establishing itself in the carved letters:-

Onward I walked - perhaps like one of those Christian soldiers in the old hymn and before too long I was approaching sleeping  Clint with my magical key. Press the button and "Abracadabra!" all locks are unlocked. Lord knows how it works.

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Fix

 I look on this day differently these days. I will trust God that every desire will be met. I thought for so long I had to be fixed or normal to be loved, but I’m realizing that’s not the case. What needs to be fixed is my attitude. I believe in God, but I don’t trust Him to fulfill the deepest wants of my heart. Am I ashamed to admit this?  Yes. I’ve learned that admitting the less savory parts of me lead to progress. I need that more than my pride. Real authenticity will bring results not stupid lies. 

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Valentines Day Flirt

There were eleven of us in my morning class on line.

The film class was interesting Horror Stereotypes with a heavy biased towards Jamie Lee Curtis

Three of the participants were from the US and one very attractive middle aged man was from New York and was drinking lots of coffee as it was 4.30 am over there.

His name was Richard and he wrote screenplays ( so he told us) 

He had a lovely thick beard, glowing American teeth and academic specs so he looked the part.

He also called out his name in his thick New York brougue ( before anyone else could when asked if we could introduce ourselves ) and added a rather friendly and flirtatious 

“ And who is that big handsome charmer on the love seat  John Gray?” 

I was flummoxed for a second as I had my second best Herbivore T shirt on as well as a cheap Sainsbury’s green hoodie and hadn’t even washed my face, but I started to preen at the potential prospect of an early morning Valentine’s Day flirt

Then I realised that the American was in fact referring  to Dorothy who was sat on the sofa behind me

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Beautiful

 It’s a cold morning, but my heart is warm. The love you give is a blessing I’m ever grateful and humbled by. It’s a beautiful reminder that God gives miracles as freely as He gives grace. I’m learning to let others love me, as I learn to give myself love. Happy Valentine’s Day lovelies. May love find you and give you a big hug. Love you. 

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