“Sunday comes” Sunday comes, the troops march in, they sit in the same old places They go through the motions all are pleasant but fewer of the same old faces. … Continue reading Beyond Sunday
4 AM: The previous night I had got to sleep at 1.30 in the morning, and I awoke with a start a few hours later. I could still hear the voice in my dream say, “all you need to do is climb up the hill and say God is dead”. This wasn’t from God, it felt different,
You see a bright ball of light in the sky. So bright and it casts so many shadows. So beautiful, as it reflects beauty at every point. This is not … Continue reading Day 270 so we, being many, are one body in Christ.
Where there was once a pile of wood, now there grows a clump of brown fungi. It seems that fungus are extremely important on this planet, as is everything the … Continue reading Day 263 And behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age.
I was building another wall in the mud hut and I had built it all the way unto the top. I had finished it from the outside. It looked complete … Continue reading Day 256 He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches.
As the sky faded tonight there seemed to be a subtle collection of colours in the sky. Very faint but still bright enough for me to observe. The camera though … Continue reading Day 252 Seeing good in a hate filled world
I saw this tiny fungus in the grass from afar. It was easy to spot because the yellow colour was seemingly outshining everything in its place. Looking through my encyclopaedia … Continue reading Day 245 Delay not, for your own sake, O my God, because your city and your people are called by your name