Post-Christmas clean-up
It was the day after a very successful Carol Service and I was sweeping up glitter from angels' wings and minced pie crumbs off the floor, so I started thinking about life and stuff. As you do, of course... I share these thoughts with you now. I was thinking about the rest of the Christmas period and what was still to come. There was still quite a bit of the floor to be swept, but I had the rest of the day, so I wasn't in a hurry. Thinking about the time I had and what needed to be done, a question rose up from the depths like a methane bubble trapped in ice for centuries: How much is expected of me and how much am I willing to do? I was really satisfied with myself for being so humble and willing to sweep the floor when I realised that I wasn't particularly willing to do much more than that. What if the vicar came in, looked around and said: "Thanks! Can you also clean the chairs, wipe down the windows, clear the bins in the kitchen, carry the ...