This is part of an occasional series mining the mundane to find the sacred. For a list of the posts in the series, head here. If I never had to do housework again, that really would be fine by me. But I like our dishes and clothes to be clean; a tidy house is restful […]
We’d better start with a couple of Disclaimers, with capital Ds. 1: I write as an enthusiastic student of the art of home organising, not in any way as an accomplished expert. My bedroom floor is Exhibit A. 2: My house is pretty messy, most of the time. But it’s a much more organised messy […]
‘It’s always easier to write someone else’s sermon’ is the motto of my preaching group. On a Friday morning, all five of us might be squeezing one word at a time out onto the pages of our own sermons, but when an email comes through asking for a movie clip showing non-conformist children, a song […]
The wonderful Joy Cowley has a lot to say on how to find the sacred in the mundane tasks of housework. Here is her contemporary psalm on the subject, from her collection Psalms Down Under: God of washing, God of unmade beds, God of dented saucepans and worn-out brooms, your presence in the most ordinary […]