Is there a Doctor in the House?

No, not a chaplaincy visit.  Mrs Gerbil does Doctor Who!

Chaplaincy visit

(source BBC)

(This is one of those posts where confidentiality reigns over the needs of a journal)

The other week I met up with a couple of our local hospital chaplains.  Now I'm not exactly the biggest fan of hospitals, hate needles, blood or anything even remotely medical and I hide under a cushion when there's anything gory happening.  So I had been putting off the whole visiting a hospital thing.  Yes, I know I'm not there for me, yes, I know I'm there for the people, and yes I know I'm just expressing a bit of God's love to those I'm visiting.  I know.  I just don't particularly like it.

I'm a big feckin' jessie.

The chaplains that I met were great.  Very easy people to talk to, and from walking around, they are liked by patients and the staff.  And while they come from a variety of faith backgrounds, they work together to share the love.  Something we are often not too great at doing outwith the hospitals.

I'm thinking that if I'm going forwards, I should consider some sort of chaplaincy placement. 

Censorship kills the web

Piracy is bad.  Censorship is worse.  Keep the web free.

Blog Closed

For the next 24 hours, the Gerbil Burrow will be closed in support of the Wikipedia/SOPA blackout.

Brass balls

Clearing landmines.  Equipment requirements:

A stick.
A pocket knife.
A well pressed shirt.



Now, would you please put your toys away when you finish playing with them.