...although I could feel it getting colder as I sat in the Kingdom Hall this morning. I sat with Christine and Louise today. The public talk was about why we must not let ourselves be resentful - and a timely reminder from our Creator that love "does NOT keep account of the injury".
We live in a world that encourages us to memorialise the wrongs done to us, and to hold grudges. Well on a somewhat selective basis admittedly. So we need to be sure that 'the spirit of the world' is not affecting us.
But I was so pleased to hear it as I had been agonising over things last night and finding it difficult to sleep. I heard just what I needed to hear. Now - can I apply it?
I found Captain Butterfly had gone to the beach when I got back. He is a hardy soul, especially as he is just back from the tropics. I asked him to say hello to Maurice (so I can further my plotline) but I think he forgot.
Jackie was round yesterday night for curry - courtesy of my reliable Madhur Jaffrey recipe book - and all went well. Tandoori chicken plus dahl plus rice and small small things.
Jean and I only managed half an hour on the doors yesterday morning, but i have been quite busy answering a set of interesting and complex Bible questions from Anne from Capetown. I still haven't finished answering them all.
But I am so pleased that it is me she asks (on account of my being a Jehovah's Witness).
Penny's book launch tomorrow! The three of us are going - weather permitting.
And we have been asked up North for the holidays. And will go, once again - weather permitting.