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I heard someone get up at seven this morning, and the front door clicked. That's how I knew without looking that it had been snowing! H had woken up and seen straight out of the window, seeing as the boys' room still has no curtains (the decorating moved a little further on today but has stopped till we get more white paint). Anyway we had a couple of inches of the old deep and crisp and even... it was like waking up in Narnia! There are pine trees at the top of our garden, and they were laden with snow, just like in pictures of it, but minus Mr. Tumnus, of course. Last night I had been saying that we could pretend it was Christmas Eve and that we were waking up to white Christmas. Well, it wasn't quite that, but it was a treat just the same. When we got to Church, my friend's boys, who live nearby, had made a super snowman in the churchyard, though there was less of him when we came out and most of the snow has since melted. N and L went up to the 'snow line' at Osmotherly (a village on the moors) and L showed me photos on her phone of the hills covered in snow. And yet, the sun was warm on my back when I went into the garden for a few minutes. I missed a lot of the service this morning as I decided I'd rather go and 'help' with the children (they would have coped fine without me but I enjoyed it!) I belatedly put my name back on the Electoral Roll, having forgotten to renew it last last year, so now I can vote at the AGM which comes up soon. I have also come to the conclusion I need to step down from a role I have had at church for the past few years - maybe someone else will give it a new lease of life! I sent a note to the Parish Administrator, asking him to take my name off a poster, which makes it seem more final. I'm not good at giving things up. Home, and a feast because it's Easter, and afterwards, easter eggs. N and I were being so good, and not buying for each other; neither of us needs the calories! Somehow a bag of mini eggs, a chocolate bunny and a bar of 'Divine' chocolate got in under the ban, though! The kids all had their eggs then, much to our surprise, H presented N and I each with a big egg which had taken up about a week's pocket money each! He is such a sweetie: it was a really generous gesture and I hope he realises it means a lot to us. This evening... TV! :-D There was the final part of The Passion and I have to admit I've only seen snippets. N has been gripped by it. Both of us loved what we saw, even though it's not kept strictly to the letter of the Bible. Now for me to love something that doesn't stick to the book, either I have not to have read the book, or it has to have some very special aspect. I've read the Bible, or at least the parts on which the film was based, and this wasn't verbatim. To me the letter of the Bible is the Last Word - nothing takes its place. However, translations and understandings vary, and I think sometimes even a good translation inevitably loses something. After all, words don't necessarily have exact equivalents in other languages, and different cultures have different concepts so what one culture may see as significant, another may bypass as not worthy of notice. Similarly, paraphrases of God's Word may lose nuances but bring out meanings that a strict translation does not. I think this film was rather like that, or like a song or an icon which explains someone's understanding of something about God. It showed me a credible, compassionate Jesus. After watching this we went straight on to the final episode of Larkrise, followed by The Number One Ladies' Detective Agency, both of which were worth watching too. Why is nearly all the good TV on Sunday evening? I only missed Time Team because, having given up computer games for Lent, I finally had the chance to play J's latest version of The Sims! |
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Posted by Denise 