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Topic: Confused (08/16/07)
TITLE: Jenny’s Week of Prayer
By Colin Swann
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I hate maths. I do try so hard but I don’t seem to be any good at it. Today’s double lesson has spoilt my day. Numbers are just a jumble to me and even though Miss Stewart tries to help me I don’t get any better.
Daddy says that I am not so bad and that I learned to tell the time and I have counted to a thousand! But now that we have got on to harder sums it’s even worse. I wish numbers had never been invented.
Thank you for Miss Stewart and daddy for trying to help me with sums. Amen.’
Clara was very upset at school today, their dog Danny had died of old age. He was twelve and was not a bad age for a big dog according to the vet. Clara cried and cried and had to be taken home – why do things like this have to happen?
I hope we can have pets in heaven; I hope my Bess will live forever and Clara can have her Danny back when she gets there. Amen.’
I have loved being at Gran’s. Thank you for Grannies and Granddads. I love the treasure bags she gives me on Wednesdays after school and on Sundays at Church. I really like sweets and presents!
Gran tried to help me about not understanding why Danny died and my struggle with maths. She told me life is like a tapestry made up of good and bad things that happen to us but that it all makes up a picture of our lives. I think I understood her!
I like words – my dictionary explained tapestry – sounds like a jig saw puzzle. I once got two puzzles mixed up together and could never sort them out; I hope life is not like that.
Thank you for my wonderful Grandparents. Amen’
I have had a wonderful day! My teacher praised me for my story. I am good at English and Miss Stewart whispered to me that I had done excellently. I like being top in this subject – I love words and writing stories. Thank you for making me good at something.
I like listening to dad singing in the shower, I think he thinks he can sing better than he can. Mummy rang Auntie June and had a hysterical giggling session that left her red in the face.
I wish every day was like this! Amen.’
When I got home from school mummy and mummy’s friend Doreen were crying. They said that young John down the Avenue had died earlier in the day from his leukaemia. Mummy said that everyone thought he was getting better.
Jesus, life is so puzzling – my mummy says why should a good boy like John be taken from his loving parents? I think the same.
I’m not very happy today! Amen.’
I’ve been thinking tonight about something Pastor John said about eternity. Daddy explained that you have always been around. That you never had a beginning and you would live forever. That is hard to understand!
I like you being born in a stable and the angel’s singing and the kings and shepherds bringing you presents. And you being kind and good to children and grown-ups and helping the sick.
But I don’t like you being nailed to a cross. Pastor John said it was for our sin that you died.
Forgive me for all the times I’ve been naughty. Amen.’
I enjoyed being with Gran tonight at Church. I wish mummy and daddy would come too. Gran said that mummy used to attend but stopped after she started courting daddy.
Gran told me that you speak to her through Pastor John’s talks. I think you spoke to me tonight. Pastor John said that life can be very difficult and confusing but that you were always in control and one day we shall understand the full picture of our lives.
Thank you for understanding me. Amen.’
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