The day started with birds cheeping in the morning light. This invigorated me to get up and start more work on the mud hut. Going out into the garden, putting … Continue reading Day 298 “No one after lighting a lamp puts it in a cellar or under a basket, but on a stand, so that those who enter may see the light
The day has gone, and the chores have won, The pictures have been and the chances have gone. But look to the future, the Summer will return, Just as surely … Continue reading Day 297 Fear not, little flock, for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom.
A frog climbs the walls of my mud hut thinking he can escape from the light, when in fact he is only climbing to a dead end, to the darkness. … Continue reading Day 294 lead me to the rock that is higher than I
The log points forward and there is a wonderful blue colour shining through beyond the trees. I love trying to balance on logs, yes I am a child at heart, … Continue reading Day 291 Therefore whoever humbles himself as this little child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.
On the hillside of Beacon Fell walking down from the summit, we occasionally paused to pick blackberries and bilberries from the bushes. I noticed that there was moss surrounding the … Continue reading Day 290 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
As I drove to work this morning there was a beautiful sunrise. Deep orange and full of God’s love and promises. I had spent the previous night reflecting on how … Continue reading Day 285 He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of all creation
When I saw these colours in the evening sky I thought of the word love, a very gentle love that waits patiently. It is hard to exhort the glory of … Continue reading Day 284 Love suffers long and is kind