Today’s poem focuses upon justice – and the slightly overwhelming feeling that there are so many types of justice we should be focusing on:
For years I’ve looked out for Fairtrade items, but there are so many things we can be doing .. I think each time, I have to reduce it to what is my decision, today, with this thing, and try and think how it might affect someone else… can be tough, and I certainly don’t get it right, but each time I make a ‘good’ choice, it makes a small but significant difference!
#Do1NiceThing: Take some flowers to mothers and grandmas on your street // Ah, it’s Mothering Sunday … I do like the idea at churches that everyone gets some flowers I have to say. As I say about my book – we all have responsibility for other’s children, even if we don’t have any ourselves…
Jesus’ Mother and Brothers
46 While Jesus was still talking to the crowd, his mother and brothers stood outside, wanting to speak to him. 47 Someone told him, “Your mother and brothers are standing outside, wanting to speak to you.”
48 He replied to him, “Who is my mother, and who are my brothers?” 49 Pointing to his disciples, he said, “Here are my mother and my brothers. 50 For whoever does the will of my Father in heaven is my brother and sister and mother.”
An impassioned piece from Maggi to change the focus from Mothers’ Day (as reshaped by the greeting card industry) back to its origins as ‘Mothering Day’ – when people returned to their home community and ‘mother church’, rather than a sense that only mothers are ‘real women’. Lots to think on …