For a short while we were going to Mallorca.  When we decided not to book, although a little, pretty, very disappointed, I reckon we handled it in a very mature way.  Not foot stomping or huffing and puffing.  Our hearts felt right about it so it was all good.  But as the Facebook statuses and pictures begin to appear on my feed, my inner toddler is growling and I feel a tantrum brewing.

But I’m keeping myself in check, and determined to turn this yearning for a holiday around – I need to find the very good (and cheap) in a ‘staycation’.  It’s all about perspective.  Right, come on Heather!  I need to come up with a bucket list – but because its what I want us to do this summer as opposed to before I die (and kick the bucket!), I’ll call it our….”staycation list”.  How original (I did sit with a cup of coffee in hand staring out of the window for five minutes, but came up with nothing).

All I need to do is be organised, And creative.  With the help of pinterest I can do this.  Any genius ideas, please share them! Send me an email if you don’t want to comment (I’ve had a ridiculous amount of people get in contact saying follow the blog but they’re scared to leave a comment, ha!).

Watch this space.


my heart broke a little today.

My heart broke a little this morning. As I tried to piece together what was and what was not said in an interview with American Pastor Mark Driscoll. The interview has apparently quoted him with this:

“Let’s just say this: right now, name for me the one young, good Bible teacher that is known across Great Britain. You don’t have one – that’s the problem. There are a bunch of cowards who aren’t telling the truth.”

I truly, with all that is in me, hope that he has been misqusoted. The statement reeks of an us-and-them mentality. There is no competition. There is no us and them. There is one church of Jesus christ!

There is no space for kudos or fame in the kingdom of God. Name a good bible teacher that is known across Great Britain? Known? To who? Why does that matter? But I could write and write about British men and women who live wholeheartedly to fire the gospel of Jesus Christ into the hearts of people who don’t know him. Mike pilavachi has impacted on thousands upon thousands of young people to live sold out lives for God. Andy Hawthorne has shaken the very core of Manchester. Nicky Gumbel has poured years and years into the Alpha Course which has reached 17 million people accross the world – sharing the news of Jesus.

This is not patriotism. I don’t boast of these people – Id offend them if I did. They are just people. People who love Jesus with all their heart, soul and mind. No one is perfect. We all let opportunities slip through our fingers. We all let selfishness or even fear get in our way of being light in a dark world sometimes. Regardless of which side of the Atlantic they live on.

I really do hope that statement was fabricated. But on his blog, Mark Driscoll directs this to the ‘Brits’ in general:

Please do not shy away from talking about sin and allowing your preaching and teaching to devolve into vaguely spiritual self-help principles. Please do not be ashamed of the foolishness of the cross, where Jesus died in our place for our sins enduring the wrath of God we deserve

Is this really what British christians look like? In a country built on tradition and a colourful history I could see how easily an ignorant perception could be made. Oh God never let me become ashamed of the cross. But as I look to my own pastor who, with fierce determination, lives to move his flock to be the hands and feet of Jesus where we live, and boldly speaks the word of God into our hearts, the words of Mark driscoll feel alien to me.

Of all the christians in this country who have impacted my life – imperfect? Absolutely. Cowards? Never.