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.
A robin sits on the tree branch and looks away. Looks towards an uncertain future. There are many threats that this bird may have to face, the least is the … Continue reading We have an indwelling of God
Do you ever feel a hole in your life or a gap within
An ever-growing darkness like a never-ending sin
No amount of money or food will satisfy your soul
Like a wound that never closes, or you never feel quite whole
As I sat around a camp fire listening to friends talk about good times I was drawn to the passage of the bible Hebrews 10:19 Therefore, brothers and sisters, since … Continue reading Enter the tent of meeting
God is my rock. When the world rejects me, or rejects you, once again you should turn to God and He is there in the silence, He is listening and … Continue reading A few seeds planted, now time to move on.
Here I am, twelve months since this silence started, since we were told to stay indoors, and we are just starting to see the hope from the life ahead of us. What will the future hold. Like explorers at the foot of a mountain, I feel the excitement of knowing that we will soon hear the voice to start walking and we shall begin our ascent, up and up into a new land.
Matthew 6:19-33Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. 20 But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin … Continue reading Seeking fish, catching Gold
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
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
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