The day starts and I get on my knees and pray. Sometimes I’m lazy and just sit there in bed and pray. Does God mind, I’m sure not, after all … Continue reading Praise, my soul, the king of heaven

The day starts and I get on my knees and pray. Sometimes I’m lazy and just sit there in bed and pray. Does God mind, I’m sure not, after all … Continue reading Praise, my soul, the king of heaven
Sitting on a rock, near Inverness in the middle of a river gave me a wonderful chance to pray and ponder life. Do we sit still listening to our surroundings … Continue reading Life as a river
There is something about climbing mountains which connects with my faith. It seems that God’s presence is made known on mountains to Moses, Elijah, Abraham, Isaac and many more. Being at the edge of the elements and the near limit of your strength makes me want to praise God.