Books

The Cloudspotter’s Guide, by Gavin Pretor-Pinney
How to Talk to Anyone, by Leil Lowndes
The Case for Faith, by Lee Strobel
Roadcraft: the Police Driver’s Manual
Is God to Blame?, by Gregory Boyd
The Baby Whisperer Solves all your Problems, by Tracy Hogg
The Holy Blood and the Holy Grail, by Baigent, Lee and Lincoln
From Birth to Five from the NHS.

Who can guess what this mixed bag of books has in common? I knew I had several books unfinished, but when I actually took the time to sort out the pile by my bedside even I was surprised to find this many. Several of them I'm more than half-way through. Some have lain untouched for months. A couple are barely started. There there are a good few more around the house that are as yet unopened. Oh, and with a ten-week-old baby in the house Saturday's Guardian now takes me all week to get through.

My point? When the heck am I supposed to find time to read the Bible?

A work in progress

Prayer. That's what has triggered this blog. I have a faith, I believe in God, I'm actively involved in a local church, I pray. But what does it all mean?

When I pray, do I feel as though I'm in communication with God? Only rarely. But then I pray only rarely these days. it used to be instinctive. Didn't it? Or was it habitual? At the moment I pray with two friends from church weekly, and it was there that the idea of keeping a "prayer journal" was mentioned. Well, trying desperately to stay in touch with the modern world, I thought I'd make mine a blog.

For my next post, I might think of something to say.