Whether the story is about miracles, or giving what little you have or that we can feed the world if we all share, it’s a story worth telling.
“Cast all your anxiety on Him because he cares for you.”
What I always thought was a journey between mum and me has all along included a third person, who is constant, who is on our side and who has a plan for us that far outweighs any idea or dream we could make up for ourselves.
After the band have played the last note, the choir have sat down, the sermon done, the Amen said… the prayer shawl continues on and travels with the person in need.
I am barred from taking an active part in my church not because I won’t wear a uniform, but because I can’t afford to. I am banned from being a useful member of my church because I am poor.
I try to keep my on line image as a crafting person very organised and positive (apart from the odd moan). Recently though, something happened that I can only say is a bit of a wonder. So, I’ve decided to start some personal blogs about the ‘Me’ behind Betty Virago. Take these posts or leaveContinue reading “Never underestimate a Yorkshire lass.”