The joy about forcing myself to reflect each day on how nature points toward God is that each day doesn’t just blend into each other, unless I stop thinking about … Continue reading Day 15 The voice of one crying in the wilderness
No grand pictures today, a splattering of snow was hinted when I got up and the usual gridlock on the roads because of a bit of snow or hail. But … Continue reading Day 14 hast thou seen the treasures of the hail
Looking out across the hill of Great Hamilton this morning during sunrise, I thought that perhaps it would be a rather mundane event. I should have thought, God never does … Continue reading Day 13 Behold, I stand at the door, and knock
Morning came and the usual commute started. Getting into the car, putting on lights and joining the many other thousands that were travelling along the motorways that morning, trying to … Continue reading Day 12 A river of fire
The day started in a very drab mood. Barely enough light to give inspiration to get out of bed, but the pressing need to get to church and meet again … Continue reading Day 11 I am the light of the world
Very often we see the Lord’s beauty in the weather in one day. Perhaps today was that day. We had gone out for a short walk exploring the river ribble … Continue reading Day 10 Why are you fearful?
Hebrews 12:2 looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at … Continue reading Day 9 who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross