Hidden in some grasses after the rain was some weeds and plants, but with the droplets of rain it looks like some very finely designed jewels that have been made … Continue reading Day 170 the kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field

Hidden in some grasses after the rain was some weeds and plants, but with the droplets of rain it looks like some very finely designed jewels that have been made … Continue reading Day 170 the kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field
We see a large wonderful tree standing in all its glory, but either side is a church to the left and a castle to the right. This picture was taken … Continue reading Day 169 Little children, let no one deceive you.
The simple colours of the orange and blue tell of a calm day where the warm sun has been kind on the United Kingdom today. The sunset doesn’t have to … Continue reading Day 162 Seek the Lord and his strength, seek his presence continually
On the corner of a turning on a busy street there is an oak tree and nestled in front is the most wondrous yellow buttercups and grass, supporting much insects … Continue reading Day 161 They say “the Lord does not see!”
Here we see a honey bee on a flower. Collecting nectar, pollinating flowers and creating honey. The flowers seem to have that silky texture today in the sun and much … Continue reading Day 158 And they beat the gold into thin sheets and cut it into threads
There is a tree near the end of a field and the sun sets behind it each night. There is a rugged path that leads the way, uneven like a … Continue reading Day 153 The rugged path to the tree
The fence goes off into the distance and seems to go on and on. Is the path never ending. Psalm 22 My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me? … Continue reading Day 141 My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?
A turbulent cloud system crept up on me as I wrote the blog last night. Colours were deep orange and almost red at points, you could also see the yellow … Continue reading Day 140 to revive the spirit of the lowly, and to revive the heart of the contrite.
In Wales, in Cwm Einion Valley, near Furnace, Machynlleth there is a lonely road that is barely drivable but leads to a wonderfully enclosed valley where no cars or tourists will … Continue reading Day 124 For I desired mercy and not sacrifice
There in the picture is a hole in a castle wall. It is overgrown with nature, almost like it is healing the damage done by battles past. Bestow Castle in … Continue reading Day 122 They storm the city, swarm its defences,