Sheila Bridge Blog
Sometimes I am tempted to think of my life as a filing cabinet. There are just so many compartments in my mind. At the start of every week I write three lists over a double page spread in my notebook. On the left hand side I have a whole page under the heading CHURCH (which... Continue Reading →
A small boy forgot his lines in the Sunday School music and drama presentation. His mother, sitting in the front row tried to prompt him, gesturing and forming the words silently with her lips, but it didn't help. Her son's memory was blank. Finally she leaned forward and whispered the cue, "I am the light... Continue Reading →
I may be in need of counselling: I've just seen Toy Story 3! Yes, I cried. Mind you that's not very surprising, I'd had a lump in my throat just reading a review before I even went! I could feel myself welling up in the opening scenes. By the time the credits rolled at the... Continue Reading →
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