Tuesday, 10 December 2013
Wednesday, 2 October 2013
Time difference
France is beautiful, Belgium too, and I'm sure Portugal and Spain are too though I've not got there yet. I think I maybe still on French time even now, waking up an hour early and feeling done in by eleven
- that's the physical side of it. Feeling warm outside even though there's an autumnal wind blowing and a 'warm front' brings cool showers.
Possibly
it's just
psycho-
logical,
but
two
weeks
away
can't be
long enough for such a drastic effect to take hold,
can it?
But that's not really the point here. Being back home, having returned to the UK several nights ago, the startlingly comforting thing I've noticed is the continuous nature of British time. Dawn and waking are smoothly followed by breakfast, then morning, work, lunch, afternoon activities, evening mealtime, leisure, evening, and night, and it's gratifyingly continuous. Gone is that 'what shall we do now' sensation we've felt between the hours of twelve thirty and two, or between four thirty and seven - when the morning's or afternoon's pursuits have already wound up but there are two hours plus before anywhere is open. This feeling is more intense in the afternoon/early evening; just what to do when everything has finished but nowhere is open to eat? Too tired for anything else, and having exceeded the car park limit, we tended to drive off to disappointingly mundane places (there's no beach or prom at Gujan Mestras, for instance) - just to drive back, rather than sit in the car ... and look at the view. ... It conveniently filled the time ...
until dinner,
which
was
lovely,
by the way.
(Even though I'm a bit 'iffy' with seafood!)
- that's the physical side of it. Feeling warm outside even though there's an autumnal wind blowing and a 'warm front' brings cool showers.
Possibly
it's just
psycho-
logical,
but
two
weeks
away
can't be
long enough for such a drastic effect to take hold,
can it?
But that's not really the point here. Being back home, having returned to the UK several nights ago, the startlingly comforting thing I've noticed is the continuous nature of British time. Dawn and waking are smoothly followed by breakfast, then morning, work, lunch, afternoon activities, evening mealtime, leisure, evening, and night, and it's gratifyingly continuous. Gone is that 'what shall we do now' sensation we've felt between the hours of twelve thirty and two, or between four thirty and seven - when the morning's or afternoon's pursuits have already wound up but there are two hours plus before anywhere is open. This feeling is more intense in the afternoon/early evening; just what to do when everything has finished but nowhere is open to eat? Too tired for anything else, and having exceeded the car park limit, we tended to drive off to disappointingly mundane places (there's no beach or prom at Gujan Mestras, for instance) - just to drive back, rather than sit in the car ... and look at the view. ... It conveniently filled the time ...
until dinner,
which
was
lovely,
by the way.
(Even though I'm a bit 'iffy' with seafood!)
Friday, 25 January 2013
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Friday, 15 June 2012
New Song - From Sunrise to Sunset
Here are the words to From Sunrise to Sunset:
From sunrise to sunset, through winter and spring
From autumn to summer, His praises we sing
Moving forward, not backward, though trials we face
Through pain and toil we run this race
From Southwest to Northeast this land will be blest
From the start to the finish, whatever the test
We will not heed the setbacks, rise up from each fall
Giving all for the glory of His kingdom call!
Chorus: For the praises of His Name,
Call all nations to the flame,
So they'll never be the same
We sing and praise God's holy Name
Though illness beset you, or worry hold back
Just press on regardless of your enemy's attack
Fearing no evil fly on eagles' wings
Beating through stormy weather, to run for the King
Chorus
Bridge:
With one clear vision,
Look up to the skies
Give Him the glory
As you win the prize
Chorus
Give Him all your burdens, forgiven your past;
Salvation and mercy hold firm and so fast
With pow'r of the Spirit, and unfailing love
Through labour or rest, heartfelt joy from above
Chorus
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