A day of what usually is busy faith, turns into a day of self reflection. There are days that I look up and wonder why did God bother with me? … Continue reading The flowers turned white on Easter Sunday.
Month: April 2020
Run to the cross 45
Here it is, a Good Friday that no one could have envisioned,no one could have accounted for, no one could have listened.no one would have believed that all would just … Continue reading Run to the cross 45
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Out of the door with a bit of energy. My legs feel okay but they must look awful as they are covered in bites from the rivers and the bogs … Continue reading Run to the cross 44
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A tentative run taking care not to shock my knees. I arrived back and lay next to the fire I had started in the centre of the sand area. The … Continue reading Run to the cross 43
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Keeping in the light and on the pavement due to my knee giving way and continuing to deteriorate, but when I jog on a smooth service it feels okay. I … Continue reading Run to the cross 42
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Out and down to the woods. I’m confident and so I open the stride and look straight ahead. Suddenly my feet go straight into the mud and I’m up to … Continue reading Run to the cross 41
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Today usually I am at church in the morning waving a palm cross high and singing, worshipping God. Palm Sunday has arrived and my thoughts go with the triumphant entry … Continue reading Run to the cross 40
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I chose a point to run to today, rather than just randomly find a path. I always find running out harder than returning, even though they are usually the same … Continue reading Run to the cross 39
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Out for a long run, trying to get to the river Ribble. Past the three standing stones, past the ruined manor house, through the stately abandoned gardens, over the motorway … Continue reading Run to the cross 38
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With only a thin top and my shorts I braved the cold, running tonight rather than jogging. Focussed on my torch light and the path ahead, blinkered. I didn’t even … Continue reading Run to the cross 37
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