It's that time of year once more, and I think for many people it will be a different Christmas from before. For me, it's adjusting to a Christmas in 10, Dairy Close, to a brother who has been away to uni and expects a far greater degree of freedom, and to having a different room from Bethy, so that she cannot wake me up at four o' clock in the morning to go over the content of our stockings. For others, it will be different things.
But with all this change, I cannot help but remind myself that if it were not for this change, I would not be spending New Year with Esther. I wouldn't just have recieved a letter from her. I wouldn't have had Suzi and Nicky to stay from Saturday until yesterday. None of these things would have happened. I was thinking yesterday about a certain person who now goes regularly to Glow, and realised that if it wasn't that I had left, she would not have started coming: God always has a plan.
And at this time of year, we rejoice in His biggest plan ever.
So have a wonderful Christmas, wherever you are, whoever you are with, and however wonderful or difficult your life is at the moment. And praise God.









i'm very good, thank you, and Ed has just come back from uni for Easter so i'm not too deficient in the brother area right now, either.
hope you're all good, too.
xx
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nullum magnum ingenium sine mixtura dementiae fuit.
- Seneca.
It's Hannah From School. . . .I'm kinda new to this whole shebang but you're obviously not. . .you've got some great stuff on here.
Message me back!. . .[and tell me how to work this thing lol]
xox
thanks. did you just get deviantart then? hmm, i shall add you as a friend (you can do the same by clicking watch this deviant or whatever it says, on my homepage. i have no idea if you know how to do that already or whatever, but yes.)
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nullum magnum ingenium sine mixtura dementiae fuit.
- Seneca.
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test me with fires and the wildest storms,
and let me always praise you...
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nullum magnum ingenium sine mixtura dementiae fuit.
- Seneca.
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nullum magnum ingenium sine mixtura dementiae fuit.
- Seneca.
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