The Circuit Assembly

The Circuit Assembly was Saturday. I had to attend by Pixel, via computer. And I even found that tiring! But well worth it. I hope to digest some things when I type up my scrawly notes.

The theme was FIND EXQUISITE DELIGHT IN JEHOVAH

Find exquisite delight in Jehovah, and he will grant you the desires of your heart.

 - Psalm 37:4

The speakers talked about how if we make Jehovah and his word the main focus of our lives we can be happy even now, in these difficult times, hard to deal with.

And I can only say that I have found that to be true, over the last... stops and counts, and runs out of fingers... the last 38 years.  And how would I be able cope with the difficulties of old age, of constantly being in pain if I did not know the truth, did not know of the rescue, so close now, and have such an important work to do in telling others about it?  I don't like to think about it.

In fact, if I were to accept the currently fashionable and widely promoted view of our evolutionary origins, why should I be here at all?  What is the use of me?  

But if Genesis gives us the true account of our origins, as I believe, then I know that I - like every one of us - have amazing potential - and that I - like every one of us - is precious in Jehovah's eyes.

He does not want any one of us to be lost.  But he truly respects the free will he gave us, and will never force anyone to listen to him.

But, if you want to be happy, please do listen.

Today was a quiet day - which is exactly what I want these days.  I had the family Zoom in the morning, Col is having his family Zoom now, just before supper. I made a big bean and veggie stew out of the remaining vegs, and am just about to go and put the pies, from the Turner pie shop in Rustington, into the oven, and get some peas out of the freezer.  A nice easy supper.

The reason for the rather grim photo of me in my convent schooldays is that I have just got Ffyona Campbell's book "In Black and White" about her days as a boarder at the Sisters of Mercy Convent Boarding School. Midhurst, Sussex.

IF I can bear to read it - I haven't yet been able to get far - then I will likely be saying some more about it.   But some children had to live it.

It is making me feel so sad - and brings back unhappy school memories - not that I ever went through anything like that - I was never a boarder for starters, thank God - but there was a frightening atmosphere there.

It will, I hope, make me appreciate the loving atmosphere of the Christian congregation more and more every day.  I feel cared for within it - and appreciated.  I never felt either of those things in my convent school days.  And don't we all need to feel cared for and appreciated?