Angels, 2013 and feeling groovy

Well, it has been absolutely ages since the last post! 

The birthday bonanza at Rally (see my last post) remains such a highlight from 2013. Buying my gorgeous, warm, happy and homely flat has been a massive plus. Driving to Peterborough in 1 hour and 12 mins on a regular basis to see the Norton clan has made the 4 1/2 hour commute to Devon seem wonderfully distant (in space and time). Discovering that bread and chocolate are big triggers for my headaches has been, believe it or not, a really good find. Not only for cutting out food which is, let's face it, not always great, but also for realigning my go-to position when things get a bit much. Chocolate, however, has been quickly replaced with other sugary snacks! 

There is a LOT to be thankful for.

A reflection to all those who may be staggering towards 30, let me comfort you that this year has been awesome! You may disagree with this notion, but I am finding a real freedom to be open, honest and unapologetic about things I actually really like. As I get older, I care less about how people perceive me and the way I live my life. I know that a lot is kept secret between God and me, and there is no need to explain to others... unless they earn the right. So, yes, I enjoy reading books about World War 2, and I love listening to 1940s music over and over again. I love watching The Princess Diaries and have even taken up knitting. My heart feels fullest, and life makes most sense when I am feeling desperately uncomfortable helping out in social justice ministries. I love cleaning wipes (both the lemon-kitchen type, and facial) and fairy lights. I love my mum and call her most days. I really like drinking wine, but find it tricky to finish a bottle before it starts going... urgh. I love Glee. 

And most recently, a truly wonderful thing has happened. Angel Tree is a Christmas project run by a variety of people connected through their concern for prisoners and their families. I stumbled into the role of Angel Tree Coordinator for Nottingham, which means in the last 2 months I have been the organiser for 81 presents to be bought, wrapped and sent the children of prisoners from HMP Nottingham. The prisoners tell us a bit about their kids, and then we try our best to find things (for £10) that will be a good fit. Thanks to Excel, Debenhams and my aforementioned mother, it went pretty smoothly! The Prison Fellowship gang helped a lot, and we managed to raise over £1,000 for the presents and P&P. Cars, teddies, games, lunch boxes, nail varnish... We pray the kids, their carers, and the prisoners all experience a supernatural sense of the love and care of God this Christmas.

And so, roll on 2014 and turning 31. Sure, life is not how I predicted it would be, but I think God has made it fuller and better than I would have planned for myself. He is good, and we can march into next year trusting in His goodness, His faithfulness and His love. Happy Christmas!