ONLY LOVING ONE ANOTHER MORE AFTER EIGHT WEEKS OF LOCK DOWN.
It is a total joy, after 8 weeks of lock down, punctuated for me alone when I have to venture out to take funerals, that we, as a family, only love each other more. You might expect, restricting two strong young men, one adolescent and two parents in a home would be a recipe for an explosion, fall outs, even bad temper or at least simmering discontent. Well, there has been none of it. The home pulses smoothly and happily, each generating their own activities, completing their own work loads, carrying out their own exercise regimes and collectively enjoying recreational happy times together, playing games, chatting, holding competitions, being creative and enjoying being close. It is something of an idyll. My beautiful wife is at the heart of the home, my songbird, bright and positive, blessing us all with her gentleness, energy, enthusiasm and her grace. Our children are remarkable in their affection and love for each other, even at their different ages and stages, rough and tumbling, teasing and playing happily together, while respecting each other's own pursuits and routines. Our youngest has been exemplary in fulfilling his on line school work and being a bundle of mischief and our eldest have been impressively motivated, completing their study assignments and dedicated to their body building. They are also brilliant at training their old Dad in how to lift weights properly, keep himself in trim, hone his table football skills and make sure they have updated his Spotify with their 'must listen to' rap songs. Every day we enjoy our evening meal together, round the table, as a family, happily sharing the days achievements, discussing the news and joking together and then have fun during the evening. These weeks of lock down could have proved to be a domestic nightmare, but they have been a rare blessing, providing us with a prolonged period of time together, when we have been able to cherish the love we share. My family are my world, my oasis and my life.
Our youngest wrote this about Covid-19:
Our youngest wrote this about Covid-19:
Slowly spreading
Controlling things
Like a pilot in a plane
Or a seafarer on a ship
Getting orders from the head cell
Attack the lungs!
Go for the throat!
Try and weaken the heart!
Then in the end they realise
That they have killed
They cheer and scream with happiness
Bloodthirsty
For their next victim
But in the end
They are infected
With their own virus
Their sadistic actions
ARCHBISHOP JONATHAN BLAKE - MY LIFE - PART ONE
ARCHBISHOP JONATHAN BLAKE - MY LIFE - PART TWO
I AM PROUD OF MY WRITING, FOR JESUS’S SAKE, THAT HAS HAD ME FOUND INNOCENT IN HEAVEN, BUT TWICE A CRIMINAL ON THE EARTH. THE FIRST IN 1990 WHEN I WROTE A BIBLICAL TEXT ON THE HOUSES OF PARLIAMENT IN PEACEFUL PROTEST ABOUT THE BOMBING OF YOUNG IRAQI RECRUITS DURING THE FIRST GULF WAR. THE SECOND, IN 2016 WHEN I WROTE ON MY BLOG, TO ALERT THE PUBLIC ABOUT A PAEDOPHILE, AND WAS SUCCESSFUL IN FORCING THE AUTHORITIES TO STOP HIM HAVING ACCESS TO CHILDREN. THERE WAS ALMOST A THIRD! IN 1997, WHEN I WAS ARRESTED FOR NAILING MY PROPOSALS FOR REFORM OF THE CHURCH OF ENGLAND ON THE DOOR OF CANTERBURY CATHEDRAL. WORDS ARE POWERFUL MESSAGES THAT CHALLENGE CORRUPTION, CONFRONT THE WICKED AND CREATE A BETTER WORLD. JESUS IS THE WORD OF GOD AND HIS FOLLOWERS ARE CALLED TO COMMUNICATE HIS WORDS, IRRESPECTIVE OF THE COST.
"You brave, courageous and wonderful man. To stand up for the truth in the face of suppression and oppression is truly an act of a pure heart."
posted by Bishop Jonathan Blake | 7:36 PM
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