Nell Goddard

Tell me about yourself.

We sang a song at CU on Friday. It's called 'Hosanna' by Hillsong United. Generally, a nice song. Good lyrics, catchy tune, you know the drill (link here). But one of the lines in the chorus really hit home for me this week.

Everyone knows that feeling you get at Christmas, or on your birthday, when you open that one present that, well, you don't really know what to do with.

This is for the clergy/Christian children who aren't sure of their value, place or worth in God's family, and for the parents who are worried that their children will never discover God's love for themselves...

There's something I think the Americans got right.

Below is an article I wrote for Tearfund on my return from Zanzibar. It appears in The Real Paper, the Tearfund Rhythms newspaper.

I know a lot of people who tell me that God is soft.

Monday was what I like to call a 'BCCD', or 'Bad Clergy Child Day'.

I talk a lot. Ask my mother, she'll tell you. In fact, when asked to describe me in 4 words, the woman who lives with us immediately said 'Louder than she thinks'.

Now, I can forgive you for thinking from the title that maybe, just maybe, I've got a little too big for my boots.