Cam started Monkeynastix yesterday, at school, and seems to love it! He jumps around and says, ‘Monkeynastix! Again! Again!’ So this year he’ll carry on with Kindermusiek on a Tuesday and do Monkeynastix on a Monday... All terribly exciting! :)
The photos: Cam wearing his undies (which gets messy...); Cam in his Ochse House t-shirt for the St Alban’s Inter-House Gala; and Cam holding onto a speaker – his latest favourite thing to do – while listening to music and dancing.
By way of encouragement, I just thought I’d share the following passage from Hinds’ Feet on High Places by Hannah Hurnard, which I am re-reading with absolute delight. Much-Afraid, the unlikely heroine of the story, is pondering the wild flowers, which grow and are beautiful in hidden places in the wilderness where there is no one even to see them or to appreciate their beauty (i.e. what’s the point of them?). The Chief Shepherd responds with the following:
‘Nothing my Father and I have made is ever wasted,’ he said quietly, ‘and the little wild flowers have a wonderful lesson to teach. They offer themselves so sweetly and confidently and willingly, even if it seems that there is no one to appreciate them. Just as though they sang a joyous little song to themselves, that it is so happy to love, even though one is not loved in return.
‘I must tell you a great truth, Much-Afraid, which only the few understand. All the fairest beauties in the human soul, its greatest victories, and its most splendid achievements are always those which no one else knows anything about, or can only dimly guess at. Every inner response of the human heart to Love and every conquest over self-love is a new flower on the tree of Love.
‘Many a quiet, ordinary, and hidden life, unknown to the world, is a veritable garden in which Love’s flowers and fruits have come to such perfection that it is a place of delight where the King of Love himself walks and rejoices...’
(Hurnard, 1975)
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