Just stopping in to say hi!
I've not had much to share of late. All the recent happenings in my life (and mind) are to a large extent unshareable (is that a word??)... Ironically, its been a very eventful couple of weeks!!!
My visits to the gym are becoming increasingly regular, which actually means I've had more time to think, reflect, analyse, nitpick, deconstruct and reconstruct. Which has its pros and cons (arguably more cons than pros!).
I also try to use that time to remember the Creator, because I would hate to be wasting time and I don't cope well with guilt.
Speaking of guilt, one thought that I did dwell upon for some time was the permissibility (or impermissibility) of music. As I marched to the beat of a foreign song played through my hand-me-down ipod, to the mantra of 'subhanallah walhamdulilah walaillaha illallah', I pondered the question of the permissibility of listening this music- the lyrics were in French and Algerian Arabic- both of which I don't understand- and the music largely synthesised (mostly percussion). So does this make it acceptable, that I am using it to praise God? I don't actually know the answer, but would be interested to find out.
In other news, my eldest son and third born child Danny is turning 11 this week. It never ceases to amaze me just how quickly my children are growing up. He isn't far off my height, and has already surpassed me in strength, hand and shoe size. He is a wonderful human being, with a heart of gold and so much love to give.
He is smart, capable, kind, generous, caring and handsome. And I am very blessed to have been chosen as his mother.
So we will eat cake and I will try not to have flashbacks to his eventful birth!
I've not had much to share of late. All the recent happenings in my life (and mind) are to a large extent unshareable (is that a word??)... Ironically, its been a very eventful couple of weeks!!!
My visits to the gym are becoming increasingly regular, which actually means I've had more time to think, reflect, analyse, nitpick, deconstruct and reconstruct. Which has its pros and cons (arguably more cons than pros!).
I also try to use that time to remember the Creator, because I would hate to be wasting time and I don't cope well with guilt.
Speaking of guilt, one thought that I did dwell upon for some time was the permissibility (or impermissibility) of music. As I marched to the beat of a foreign song played through my hand-me-down ipod, to the mantra of 'subhanallah walhamdulilah walaillaha illallah', I pondered the question of the permissibility of listening this music- the lyrics were in French and Algerian Arabic- both of which I don't understand- and the music largely synthesised (mostly percussion). So does this make it acceptable, that I am using it to praise God? I don't actually know the answer, but would be interested to find out.
In other news, my eldest son and third born child Danny is turning 11 this week. It never ceases to amaze me just how quickly my children are growing up. He isn't far off my height, and has already surpassed me in strength, hand and shoe size. He is a wonderful human being, with a heart of gold and so much love to give.
He is smart, capable, kind, generous, caring and handsome. And I am very blessed to have been chosen as his mother.
So we will eat cake and I will try not to have flashbacks to his eventful birth!
