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Date: 19 February 2006 21:47:15
The meet at Morley was wonderful and I was disappointed to have to leave early. Good company, loads to do, and peace and quite during the day when I could actually withdraw and get on with my studying. Two whole essays written! Thanks be to God!!! We played croquet, which was wonderful fun, especially when my team won. Cheat? Us? Surely not! It is a game which caters totally for my sadistic streak, although the croquet lawn itself posed a bit of a challenge. Naturally I wore a bustle - you have to have a bustle if you're playing croquet. Fortunately I have one that's inbuilt :D
God certainly had his eye on me. I took with me a book that I was given at Christmas called Donkeys Still Talk which I read while I was away and it has totally refreshed me and built me up in an amazing way. Highly recommended. On the spa bookshelf there was a book about Grace which I bought to read, and amazingly at Morley, in their tiny bookshop, was THE book on a subject that I'd never seen a book written about before - a Christian approach to caring for an elderly parent through terminal illness and caring for children at the same time. Who would have thunk it? A book written just for me! And to top it all, as I settled down to bed feeling tearful, having had a good talk with a good friend, I looked up at the wall and saw a piece of calligraphy framed alongside the bed. "Let your tears flow. They wash the soul". Just precisely what I needed to read at that moment... and sure enough, a good cry was just what I needed.
I managed to do my very first training walk too. Impressed? It was a good twelve miles and I felt quite refreshed by the end of it, though desperate for coffee and a chocolate biscuit. OK, so which killjoy was it who said it would have been twelve miles if we'd walked it twelve times?
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