I got tagged…

So apparently there some kinda blogging version of tag, or as we would say in Scotland ‘tig’. I got tagged by the lovely Staff Nurse Rebecca. And it’s this or read one of the books for inter:act (it seems I still remember how to procrastinate when it comes to study reading despite the fact it’s been over 4 years since I finished uni).

So the idea is that Rebecca tags 8 people and gets them to answer 8 questions chosen by her….here goes….

1. What are the 3 places you would like to go and visit?

One place I would like to see more of is Italy. For a long time I’ve wanted to tour Italy, and only got about 1.5 days when I stayed in Levanto during our InterRail trip in 2002

I’d also like to see more of the USA – I especially want to see California and North Carolina (thanks to bits of it I’ve seen in TV and film mostly) and there’s part of me that has had a heart for Ghana. I used to have a list of all the places I wanted to see in the world, but now my heart lies in USA, Australia and South Africa.

2. Tell me about something you really care about?

Can I cheat and refer you to the ‘story of Sophie’ page?! I think everyone who reads my blog or knows me for um, like…a few minutes will know that I have a passion for people being equipped with resources and information to make healthy choices in sexual health and relationships. I also wish that people considering terminating pregnancies were actually giving properly informed consent they made a decision – and sadly because of the politics and picketing, that doesn’t often happen. And so I (and others) see the aftermath walking through our doors with the immortal words ‘I wish they had told me you existed before I made a decision’.


It’s also fair to say that I have a huge heart for women in general area of pregnancy, women’s health, emotional and sexual health, self esteem and the rest…that what took me into Girl Guides, Youth Advice Work, Community Education, into Strip Clubs, pregnancy crisis support, positive parenting, South Africa…

3. What is the hardest thing you have ever had to do?

Terminate my pregnancy – or as I see it now – end Sophie’s chance at growing into human person that God created her to be.

4. What is your favourite part of the day?

Hmmm….depends on what day. I’m best in the evening!
5. What is your favourite film?

Dangerous Minds


I was probably about 13 when I first saw it? I’m pretty sure that’s what drove my passion from teaching in a primary school setting to teenagers, and why after a few months as a Guider in Leith, I hesitated to say ‘yes’ to the chance to study for a BEd in Primary Education.

6. If you could ban one thing what would it be?

I’m not a huge fan of ‘banning’ things. But certainly I don’t think cannabis should be legalised after seeing how it’s ruined the lives of 3 people I know in a totally irreparable way. And I think there is WAAAAY too much sex before the 9 p.m. watershed.

7. Are you superstitious?

I used to be VERY superstitious. I was late for school because a black cat crossed my path once, and spent a lot of time saluting magpies, avoiding ladders and not breathing under bridges. Now I’m totally not.

However, I got teased by Mr C the other week for the fact that I believe the worse my week is, the more God is going to do at Powerpoint.

8. Where would you like to see yourself in 10 years time?

I have noooo idea. If you’d asked me 10 years ago, I’d have said I’d be married with a couple of kids by now, and I wouldn’t believe in God. Some things in my life are much better than I expected, other much worse than I expected. I cannot predict the future, and I’m not sure I want to!

Ok, now it’s my turn to come up with some questions:

1. What are you most passionate about?

2. What is your biggest fear?

3. What place in the world could you see yourself living in?

4. Which do you prefer and why: City or Country?

5. What skill would you like to learn than you don’t already know how to do?

6. What is your favourite savoury food?

7. If you were to write your autobiography, what would you entitle it?

8. If you could choose anyone (dead or alive) to spend time with & learn from, who would it be?

And to answer these 8 questions and continue the tagging festival I choose:

Tam from inProgress

Lori & the ladies from Leading and Loving It

Connor from 5enses

Prue from My Life As The Good Twin

Lucy from Looking for Something Deeper

Lisa from My Life By Faith

David from Preposterousness

Jeff from D Train

Flower of Scotland Friday: Scottish Hokey Cokey

I don’t know if in your part of the world, you grew up doing the Hokey Cokey at birthday parties and the like. Years ago, my friends and I took great amusement at Bill Bailey’s ‘German Hokey Cokey‘.

Well earlier this week, my friend Carrie posted a video of these guys on Facebook. I found them on YouTube, and I think it’s proof of what I’ve known for a long time now: us Scots are little bit crazy…

…but we like to have fun!

Praying is a dangerous business

I’ve realised that I’ve been pretty lucky not to have grown up in a Christian culture in some ways. Why? Because I never learned all the politics of church and religious culture. All the add-ons, and as a result some religious rituals or rules make me giggles.

However, praying is not usually one of them.

I LOVE to pray. I love to pray for people. I totally have no qualms about the Holy Spirit (which freaks a lot of my Jesus believing friends out).

The fact is inviting the Holy Spirit to come and minister to people is a dangerous and sometime hilarious business. And you know what? That is biblical. As one church leader pointed out the first post-Jesus evangelistic sermon started with the words ‘We’re not drunk

People speaking weird languages. People being healed of injury or ailment. People falling over. People starting to laugh. People screaming as evil spirits are cast out of them.

It is weird. It is tough (if not impossible) to explain.

But surely, if it was explainable, it would not be God at work?

Anyway. With all the havoc that the Holy Spirit creates, praying can be a highly dangerous business. And I’d just like to give you a few examples of how, and a few pointers for those of you who like accident prevention. Especially as you gather with other Christians and may be involved in prayer ministry today (being that it’s Sunday and all). :)

1. Being prayed for may make you cry.

So before you go to a gathering of Christians where you may possibly be prayed for, do not wear eyeliner under your eyes. And if you want to wear mascara make sure it is of the waterproof sort.

2. Being prayed for may make you fall backwards.

I was very dubious about this whole falling backwards thing until of course it happened to me for the first time at Imagine 2008. The first time was all fine as I had 2 lovely women who had insisted on praying for me (I was trying to duck out under the premise that I was on the prayer ministry team). They caught me, didn’t hype anything and all was overwhelming but good.

So size up your pray-ers…are they going to be able to catch you if you fall?

3. Being prayed for may make you fall backwards, and when you fall backwards your top may ride up.

And you will have no control over the fact this happening. You may reveal more than you want to of your body, bordering on the edge of inappropriate. Or stomping right over the edge of inappropriate. And while it’s nice that God has given you a word and a picture of the woman in South Africa you’ll meet to pass it on to. Flashing your notsoflat tummy is slightly embarrassing.

You can prevent this by choosing your clothing very carefully.

4. Being prayed for may mean someone talks utter crap to you.

The fact is we’re all human, and sometimes what we think is God is actually us. Sooo…know that while prophecy can be personal it doesn’t have to  be private – it’s ok to share words you’ve been given by others with trusted Christian friends to help you discern them. And it’s ok to say ‘I’m sorry, but I don’t think that’s relevant for me right now, but thank you for having the courage to share that‘ to the person who has ‘spoken’.

It is not OK if that person continues to pray that over you once you’ve said that it is irrelevant.

5. Being prayed for can make people fall over.

So it’s important to have space in case that happens. And for people praying to have their eyes open so they can gently move someone out of the way of a falling person. Or catch a falling person.

6. Being prayed for can give you bruises.

If the people praying for someone else aren’t paying much attention and their pray-ee falls backwards and lands on your legs as you are already prostate on the ground seeing visions and filled with the Holy Spirit.

Again, it helps to have space and people praying with their eyes open.

7. Being prayed for can cause you injury.

Although I’m not sure how. But it did once happen to me in South Africa… (and to this day I don’t have a clue quite how it happened).

Make sure there is a First Aid kit handy, just in case.

8. And while we’re on the topic of injury…you may get someone pray for you and not check to see what’s happened after.

So if someone is praying for healing of the knee you injured during a prayer ministry time, they should really check you have actually been healed before they leave you abandoned and unable to get up off the floor should the Lord not have chosen to restore the tendons in your knee to working order.

9. Being prayed for makes you snotty.

Usually because of the welling up of tears and the fact that they end up running down your nose.

You can help by having tissues available and a nice prayer ministry team who subtley slip clean tissues into your hand so you can blow/wipe your nose and maintain a little dignity, and not gross out everyone around you by bogeys hanging out your nose or anything.

10. Being prayed for can change your life.

Because you open up yourself to listening to a powerful and almighty being. And you can never be too sure what He is going to say to you. Or the wonderful things He can do. The inspiration and encouragement and knowledge He can share with you.

So go enter in ready to listen with your mind and heart open, and prepare yourself to be blown away.

Like I said before…Praying is a dangerous business. Done with a bit of common sense and a lot of love it can change the world. But it’s a bit like what Forrest Gump’s mother said about life – it’s like a box of chocolates – you just ain’t ever sure what you’re gonna get! But like chocolate, if it’s from God…it’s probably pretty good!

:)

Things I learned at Rocky’s Plaice

Last week I was hanging out at ‘Rocky’s Plaice’ – a holiday club programme for primary school aged children (4.5-11 years old) designed by Scripture Union. The programme takes you through some of the stories told in the book of Acts (just after the books at the start of the new testatment bible named after 4 guys…Matthew, Mark, Luke & John). The holiday club itself takes place in a chip shop (= Chippy, if you’re Scottish like me!)

So here’s what I learned in the last week…

1. That there’s some vision moment that Peter has before he meets Cornelius in the bible. I don’t remember that part of the story. This makes for interesting leader fail moment when you are trying to help a bunch of 5-9 year olds put the pictures telling the story in the correct order and the children’s bible you’re holding has decided not to include that particular passage in its pages.

2. Children are a lot smarter and clued up than many adults give them credit for.

Scratch that. I didn’t learn that this week. I already knew that. But this week affirmed that…see this post for just one example.

3. Some sign language. I have been fascinated with sign language for a long time, my Grandad taught me the alphabet in British Sign Language (BSL) when I was but a kiddle. Plus I used to use Makaton with clients often when I worked in a respite centre for adults with learning disabilities.

4. I wanted to find out how close to BSL some of the actions were in the signs we were doing. A child corrected my version of the sign for ‘Jesus’. I’m wondering when the best time to let our pastors know that we got the signs for ‘sing’ and ‘praise’ the wrong way around.

Thankfully it’s not too much of an issue in a worship song…it may be an issue if using BSL in everyday conversation though. :)

**I may also have taken some enjoyment learning some Auslan from some of Adam Hills stand up shows with sign interpreters (very sinful of me…I know). But that’s not something I learned at Rocky’s Plaice.**

5. When you’ve spent a few years studying Health Sciences, it’s tough to hold on to your breakfast watching an episode of Rocky’s Plaice sometimes…especially when you watch things go into the Deep Fat Fryer.

6. It’s fun to dance and sing together, especially when you’re doing it for God.

7. It’s not so fun to realise you are 26 going on 66 and that not only does dancing make your back hurt, when you sit on the floor your knee lets out an almighty cracking crunching noise. 8O

8. Many many awful jokes. Seriously really bad ones…(worse that the ones your Dad might tell ya!)

9. People in your work will laugh at you on Monday morning when you start singing out ‘My God is big, my God is great, my God is fab and he’s my mate…’ even if they’re Christians too.

10. Mushy peas are truly the most disgusting ‘food’ ever. Seriously. Peas are gross enough without mushing them up and putting them in a tin. One word: BOGGING!

11. There’s only one thing more awesome than the Cleaning Crew (=2 lads from MBC being Mr Motivator only they’re dressed in aprons and holding very colourful feather dusters) and that’s trainee superstar chefs Salt n’ Vinegar…though the only way they will be allowed in any kitchen of mine is over my dead body (most likely caused by food poisoning).

12. I have a new appreciation of my friends’ kiddles. I’m proud of my friends’ parenting skills.

13. I’m in awe of the energy of people who do this kind of work all the time…play workers, primary school teachers, Children & Families Pastors, parents….I salute you!

14. I’m useless when I’m sleep deprived.

15. Glasses and long frizzy/curly (=messy) hair are hazardous when wearing a ‘Britney Spears’ mic.

16. I love being part of a team of people who work hard but most importantly encourage each other and have fun while doing it.

To sum up: it has been a week of learning and re-learning. It has been fun. It has been tiring. It has made me remember the fun of doing children and youth work in towns in Scotland with my friend Carrie (and others who have been part of our mega SCEM teams). At least this time I wasn’t trying to teach the kids the actions to ‘Hands, Hands, Fingers, Thumbs’ with a splinted wrist…! It was a little sad not to have a 2 year old joining in – particularly as Elastatoddler learned the dance to With God’s Power right along with me!

And hopefully I did not corrupt any children…

…………………………..at least not this week.

What you didn’t know about the nativity story…

…is that the ‘Three kings’ didn’t bring the Baby Jesus Gold, frankincense & myrrh.

No, no, no, no.

They brought him cake.

This revelation is brought to you by my 2 year old godson (aka Elastatoddler). I babysat him and his little brother tonight, and he asked if we ‘could read the Baby Jesus story‘ at bedtime. Which we did. And to be entirely fair to my super intelligent godson, in the picture it totally looked like the second king was carrying a cake with a cherry on top of it.

And personally, I think I’d much prefer a cake to some myrrh as a birthday present anyway! :)

So just for fun, if it had been you going to meet the newborn baby Jesus, what would you have brought him?

Bollywood comes to the PCC…

Today we had more than 2 of us in the centre at various points throughout the day. So we finally decided that it was time to start having a spring clean – taking out all the baby clothes and equipment, taking inventory, seeing what needed to go, organising what we had, what we need and checking out everything worked.

It seems it may have made us a little bit stir crazy, and though it’s happened a few times before when Jai Ho has come on my last.fm radio station, this will be the first time it’s been caught on camera.

I’ve posted many embarrassing things on my blog before, but I’m pretty sure this video trumps everything that has come before…

(This is the first time Elmo has joined in…I also love that Grace is wearing her Indian To Write Love On Her Arms t-shirt. That was totally unplanned!)

What you didn’t get to see on camera was Sarah and I out on the street testing out some of the buggys and prams that have been donated to us, seeing if they still work. And us trying to work out how to fold them and so on. We sure got some strange looks from passers by!

Just another day in the life of working in a pregnancy crisis centre… :D

Top Ten Ways to get your baby weight to stay

I don’t have much to say today. Except that we’ve reverted back from nice summer to our usual non-existent summer…

…and I’m not too happy about it. (For those of you who work in Fahrenheit…the above pic translates to…)

An American on twitter responded to my posting of the above screen shot by saying: Wow that’s cold what’s the normal temperature in the middle of the summer there?

Bless his American cotton socks… :) Because let’s face it…this IS the normal mid-summer weather in Scotland!

Anyway, I was MOST cheered up on an otherwise dreich day by the posts on my lovely American who lived in Scotland friend, Caroline (who is well aware of the sucky Scottish weather as she has experienced it firsthand) announcing some very special news today….she’s preggers with baby Collie number 2!!!!!! :D

It’s been a while since she did one of her ‘Top Ten’ posts, and this one about the top ten ways to make sure you never shift your baby weight made me giggle.

I’m worried by the lack of digestive biscuits, jam, cream & scones in South Africa….how is she going to cope through this pregnancy?! ;)

Love you muchly Caroline – Congratulations to the Collie Family!!

PS If you’d like to see the guest ‘Top Ten’ I did for Caroline a while ago, you can check it out here. Unless you are called Lynn and you work as a Children & Families Pastor. Then you really shouldn’t read it.

The Llama Song

After some quality puppy time yesterday, my friend, his sister and I took advantage of the Domino ’2 for Tuesday’ offer and watched The Emperor’s New Groove. The Emperor gets turned into a llama.

It reminded me of a video that went viral around my uni ‘back in the day’ which my friends spent many hours laughing about. And trying to sing…so I give you…The Llama Song

The adventures of the Elmo Slippers – Part 5

It’s been a while since I’ve posted about some of the Elmos adventures in our office (apart from the sneak peek of Elmo you got the other day!)

We got some funding to get some education resources. I used to work in a place that had tons of fantastic interactive resources for health & social education. I loooovvveedd it!

Anyway, the Elmos ended up looking through the Health Edco catalogue with me…

On the left there is something we’re thinking of getting – an empathy belly!

Elmo is looking at ‘Womb to Grow’ a resource I used to have – these sacks way about the same as an average healthy pregnancy (foetus, amniotic fluid etc!) and are about the same size. I was really tempted to take the biggest one, pop it up my jumper and go to a CU meeting just see what reaction I would get, then go in the next week with one of our ‘Baby Think It Over’ dolls in a car seat or buggy. Tee hee hee.

The Elmos were properly freaked out by these Breastfeeding model dolls. I don’t blame them for being a little creeped out…

After that they were keeking over my shoulder as I logged onto the forum which links up people working in pregnancy crisis centres across the UK, plus all the partners team. It’s such a great way for us to keep in touch, ask questions and share ideas!

So yep, just a typical day in the office for the Elmos!