A Prophet is without honour.

Have you ever had to stand up and give a speech in front of a home crowd? Maybe you were asked back to your old school as a guest to the assembly, or asked to speak at a family wedding. Maybe you spoke at a funeral.

We are always under the most scrutiny from those who know and love us the best. But it’s much easier to represent yourself as you want to be seen to a new audience. I remember my first day at university, feeling a tremendous sense of freedom, that I could be whoever I liked and that no one knew me from my days at primary school. Not like when I started at secondary school and a girl who knew me from before reminded me of the time I came to school with my shorty pyjama pants on under my uniform! It’s hard to stay dignified and authoritative when people see you as a disorganised child. Continue reading

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