Winding Up The Pig by Kathleen McAnear Smith
Winding up the Pig Going through my photos, I realise I’ve lost the pig picture. I need this pig. The little pig that I very much need for this blog was the one that made that Philippians verse “I can do all things through Christ which strengthens me.” go from my Southern Baptist memorising head to my half-British Baptist heart. This wind-up, flying pig lived at the Northumbria Community , in the dining room. At every meal, while on retreat, I would see this little pink plastic pig complete with wings; hanging on a string. I would also see a post-it note on the Community dining room bulletin board. It said, “ You’re not in London now, pet.” I mean, this place was just full of truth and at least I still have that photo. Having moved people from all over the world to London and New York, I was a city girl (Level 4- read my book) learning how to live in Surrey, and on retreat in Northumberland. I nodded my head, “yep, Lord; but what’s with the pig?” I watched retreatants wind...