A place to share my thoughts, struggles, experiences, reflections and, most importantly, my hope.
‘The light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it’ – John 1:5 ———————- Blotted ink runs ceaseless, floods the page with dye, Blackened clouds darken melancholy sky. The pain she knew too well Now shadowed her with fear, As the striking cold drew near. ——- Yet through all the darkness, one…
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The Lord replied, “My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you. – Footprints, Anonymous Recently I have come to realise a sobering truth in my life. I am, as…
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‘Why have I found favour in your eyes that you should take notice of me, a foreigner?’ – Ruth 2.10 ————————- With gentle eyes you took my fear, A candlelight you called me home, A single flame you held me near, In darkest hour your light shines near, I’ll never be alone. ——- Through broken…
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Footprints paved their way across the path, drawing together, all converging to one place. In sets of twos or threes, in families, or alone, they make their way towards the doorway, they make their way in. And here come together people from so many different walks of life, here come together people from such different…
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Friendship is invaluable, and Jesus is the greatest friend we could have. And yet it’s easy for me to say this, easy for me to tell you what I have learnt in a nice neat sentence. But I want to show you that this is what I have experienced, to show you that friendship isn’t always…
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Friendship is a very beautiful thing. It is a great source of joy in our lives and an opposition to loneliness. Whether or not we admit it, I believe that we are all very scared of being lonely, of being without family or friends. It is a wonderful thing to be able to share with…
Read MoreShe could feel the ache running through her body, could feel the weight of a mind starved from rest, and yet as she saw a light break the horizon she was reminded of greater things. She was reminded of greater things. She was reminded that though she be weak and merely human there was a…
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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 