The Rector writes . . .
Body Beautiful . . .
Up, down, up, down, in, out, in, out, there I was pumping away. Sweat dripping; I was almost there – just a little longer, just a few seconds more – Phew, I’m done! First day back at the gym!!!!!
Yes, folks it’s that time of year again. It’s time to burn off those extra calories. It’s time to sort out those love handles. It’s time to get fit! Over Christmas I have eaten my way through 13 turkey and ham dinners, 36 Dunnes Mini Mince Pies (the ones with icing on top), and developed a strong addiction to Ferrero Rocher – should the Ambassador call round he would be deeply disappointed!
So my New Year resolution is to get fit! fit! fit! and judging from the number of people around me I’m not the only one. This is also the time of year when Gym Memberships are at their highest as people scramble to fulfil, everyone’s number one resolution, ‘to lose weight’. Now that Christmas is over its time to work out and get that perfect bikini body – err, I mean 6-pack!
There’s something about a new year that makes us want to better ourselves, to start afresh and to take stock of our lives. Many of us will have made resolutions which we will try very hard to keep but, due to time and effort, in a few weeks we will have given them up. The mind is willing but the flesh is weak or in other words, its too much hard work!
But resolutions can be very selfish they are all about me! me! me! Leaving us with only an empty, negative, guilty feeling when we fail to fulfil them.
How much better it would be if, instead, we gave ourselves ‘New Year Challenges’ that could have a positive impact. We could become a blood donor, we could sponsor a child abroad, we could get involved in a community project, and we could use our gifts and talents to help others, to improve the lives of those around us? Our community? Our village? Our world?
So here we are at the beginning of 2007. I wonder how we will use this year? Will we be as busy? Will we make any better use of our time? In 366 days, when it is all over, will we be looking back with joy, or with regret?
As we start out on our journey in the New Year (or even a new day, for that matter), there are two suitcases waiting to be picked up. One is marked “negative” and the other is marked “positive.” Which one will we pick up? It’s our decision.
Better go, its time to work that booty!
Happy New Year everyone!
With love, Kesh x
From the Confessional . . .
A drunk staggers into a church and sits down in a confessional and says nothing.
The bewildered priest coughs to attract his attention, but still the man says nothing. The priest knocks on the wall three times in a final attempt to get the man to speak.
The drunk replies: “No use knockin’ mate, there’s no paper in this one either.”
A man walked into a church, stepped into the confessional and said to the priest, "Father, I'm 80 years old, married, have four kids and 11 grandchildren, and last night I had an affair with two 21 year old girls. I made love with both of them... twice."
The priest said: "Well, my son, when was the last time you were in confession?"
"Never, Father, I'm Jewish."
"So then, why are you telling me?"
"I'm telling everybody!"