Sunday 10th. May, 2015 – Christian Aid Sunday 

Bramble and Rowan, two sisters, two years apart

Rose and walked Mix while Rachel entertained Rowan and Bramble in the garden – lots of exercise so that Bramble could be tired out and returned to her cage while Rachel, Mum and I went off to Church at Gavinton where Stephen was conducting the service on the theme of stewardship, leaving immediately after the service to gallop to Duns where he was sharing the service with Jeff.

Due to an oversight there was no coffee after church this morning; we sat in the car until the folk who were collecting Mum arrived to take her to Berwick where Mum was participating in an event celebrating the seventieth anniversary of Victory in Europe Day, Mum being invited as a representative of wartime brides.

We then returned to Mount Pleasant to have lunch and then spend the afternoon with the dogs before I set off for the Christian Aid Service in Duns held at the Roman Catholic Church. It was a good service and I particularly like the theme this year. It concentrates on Ethiopia and highlights the lives of two women, living just twenty-five miles apart. Both existed in terrible poverty, struggle to raise and feed their children.

One, had received a cow through a partner of Christian Aid and it had changed her life, enabling her to feed her family, to have milk to trade for other food and essentials and had given her a status within her community.

The other, continued to find it almost impossible to care for her children. She had to spend days searching out firewood which she then attempted to sell. It is difficult, backbreaking and dangerous work because of the presence of wild animals in the bush where she has to seek for wood. Her family eats little and life is an impossible struggle. So the aim of Christian Aid week this year is in part to give such women a cow of their own and every hundred and fifty pounds we raise will lift one small family permanently out of poverty – it is such a little that we are asked to do and yet it makes such a difference.

Back home we all met up together in the Granary to watch Home Fires, set during the second world war. It was good nostalgia -- typical Sunday evening fare -- and we enjoyed it!


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