A place to share my thoughts, struggles, experiences, reflections and, most importantly, my hope.
We may know what it is to pray to God, to call to God and know that He is listening, but in times of darkness, do we know the fullness of what it is to depend upon God, to trust in the power and the grace of God and know that he will overcome our…
Read MoreAnd it tore, tore completely from top to bottom, with the force of one whose power was greater than that of the earth. The very fabric was broken in two and there was left an opening. An opening between one place and another, between isolation and safety, an opening into man’s greatest need, into a relationship…
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There I’m stood, waiting, in a crowd, a wide space open before us, a few women talk animatedly in the open. But we can’t hear everything they’re saying, and as their voices disappear a wave of quiet falls over us all. My friend turns to look the other way, I begin to follow her gaze…
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Postman’s Park contains series plaques commemorating people who have laid down their lives for someone else. It’s humbling to stand there and read of the ultimate sacrifice that these people made, more often than not for someone they did not know.
Read MoreThere I’m stood, waiting, in a crowd, a wide space open before us, a few women talk animatedly in the open. But we can’t hear everything they’re saying, and as their voices disappear a wave of quiet falls over us all. My friend turns to look the other way, I begin to follow her gaze…
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The Lilies of the Field 