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john davies
notes from a small vicar
from a parish
in Liverpool, UK

    Sunday, May 18, 2008
    Things come in Threes

    A man I visited recently told me about the last days of his old mum's life. This lady, in her younger days, had loved playing darts in the pub team while her husband was over on the snooker table. Her son told me that the very last thing she did before she slipped away into unconsciousness was this: she took a piece of tissue paper and rolled it up between her fingers, and then she threw it like this (dart-throw motion). Then she did the same thing again. And again, a third time. Her son told me what he thought she was doing: she was going through the motions of playing darts again, remembering the best times she had had in her life.
    From my Trinity Sunday talk, Things come in Threes.

    Pic: Number 3 by Mister Roy (thanks Roy)