22 | Jul | 2019

Surely, every voice matters! I don’t think I have ever doubted that. I would not like to think that anyone would believe their voice does not matter.

I don’t feel I have to shout louder than others to be heard. For I am heard. Even the silent murmurs of my heart are heard. My secret whispers are listened to. Angry people say He does not exist. Alrighty. He still listens to my voice and makes it clear how much He cares. Again and again I am touched by the responses to my inward outcries. So many beautiful gestures proving to me that I am not alone and that someone is deeply concerned with the challenges I face and is rooting for me.

romance 1 Have you have ever been in a romantic relationship in which your partner is deeply interested in you, ever attentive to your likes and preferences and delights in showing you that he has been paying attention and listening? Your favourite flower? Your favourite food? Your favourite song? He notices them all. When you are sad or down hearted he knows it and seeks a way to cheer your heavy heart. You don’t have to find the words, because he knows you so well. He knows what you need.

listen Countless times, I have felt a deeply personal response to something I had chosen not to share with anyone else. There is someone who does not even need me to use my voice, to speak my words aloud. He reads my heart, He knows my disquieting thoughts, He pays attention and He answers.

What I am aware of though, is that if there is one voice that is more important than all other voices – it is His. I went all the way to the opposite side of the planet – to Australia. And when I murmured silently in my heart, two women approached me and offered me a pamphlet. It happened to be the perfect answer to what was weighing on my heart at that moment. I need to listen more closely, more carefully to Him. Because there is no doubt that to Him, my voice matters.

– Inspired by Psalm 116:1,2 / Psalm 4:3

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Goldfinch and I differ in one key respect: POPCORN!

The night we met…you see I had popcorn…sweet popcorn. He said later that was the only thing I did wrong that night! He insists popcorn should be salty.

Last time we went to the cinema together, I shared a huge tub of salty popcorn with him – because I love him. However, in my mind popcorn should be sweet. I have grown up loving Butterkist Toffee popcorn. So sweet toffee popcorn is absolute popcorn perfection to me.

I don’t want to take too much of your time, I am sure you are very busy writing your own posts, but would you kindly send a quick comment saying SWEET or SALTY and then later I can count them up and show Goldfinch the international response to this question.

If you have the time…ask all the members of your family or household…ask your workmates. The more who are willing to offer a vote, the fairer a trial it will seem to Goldfinch. I am sure it is not going to change his preferences…but I am hoping that if I receive enough support, he won’t think my liking sweet popcorn is quite so strange!

In the meantime…here are some other rather unusual flavours of popcorn that Joe & Seph’s actually make and presumably people buy them (I can only imagine pregnant women with cravings would enjoy them) but then everyone is different!