K.Ridwyn

It’s interesting, how people who are not me, view things completely differently to how I view them! Well, I think so, anyway.

Case in point:

Have a viewpoint-full week yourself, dear Reader!

KRidwyn

Posted afterwards due to internet coverage, but this is what happened this week:

Here’s hoping you had just as stunning a week in your happy place too 🙂

KRidwyn

It’s 8am Sunday. I’m heading to the beach with Hubby and my dog Kiya. Joining us is Rex, Hubby’s brand new German Shepherd, who became part of our family at 9pm last night after Hubby drove a 14 hour round trip to collect him.

He was advertised as a 22-month old male. He’s as large as Aksel was when he passed away last year… but judging by his paw size and the fact he doesn’t lift his leg yet, I’d hazard a guess that he’s significantly younger than that! But he seems to be bonding with Kiya, and he’s also placid and past that typical puppy chew-everything-in-sight age, which is also brilliant.

And speaking of late nights, once the dogs had been successfully introduced to each other, I headed to the airport, to collect my younger brother Rhys whose flight arrived at 11.08pm. The last time he was in Australia was August 2014!

So: late night and a big day. Lucky there’s just 3 weeks left of school before holidays!

Have a great week, dear Reader 🙂

KRidwyn

I write today with a profound sense of gratitude and guilt. Gratitude as my region – the Sunshine Coast, in South East Queensland – has been spared the winds and deluge of Cyclone Alfred over the past few days. But equal amounts of guilt, as we here have suffered so little in comparison to so many of our neighbouring regions, who’ve had trees shatter their cars, their powerlines, their homes, who’ve had floodwaters pour down their streets, past their front doors and inundate their cars and anything low enough and not sand-bagged.

Why should we suffer so little and they so much? Where’s the fairness in that?

Plain and simple: there *is* none. None of this is fair. But guilt can imprison just as much as ingratitude and inaction. It can hold me back from giving what I’m freely able to give. And that is just plain wrong.

So I write of my faith.

Faith without action is dead though, yes?

So: go ACT. Sure, there’s been a cyclone. There’s been winds and rain which have adversely affected dozens if not hundreds.

And what am I willing to DO about it?

Just a thought for today, dear Reader. Have a blessed week ahead.

KRidwyn