Down to the woods and over the stream, splashing through mud and startling beams, careful there’s frogs and foxes lie still, heading for ponds and holes in the hill. As … Continue reading Run to the cross 18

Down to the woods and over the stream, splashing through mud and startling beams, careful there’s frogs and foxes lie still, heading for ponds and holes in the hill. As … Continue reading Run to the cross 18
Some days the rain is relentless in Britain, it’s a wonder we don’t all live in boats. But despite the rain and wind and cold, I managed to get out … Continue reading Run to the cross 13
Out of the door and down the lane. I can see, as this is the first run I have done in the light. Paths are no longer small pockets ahead … Continue reading Run to the cross 11
Out into the biting cold, muscles aching, fumes choking, and not quite sure which direction to go. I catch my thoughts ‘why am I doing this?’ Then after a while … Continue reading Run to the cross 10
Tonight was a long run, through the dark woods at the bottom of the road, following the river before turning and heading home. I run to the cross, not because … Continue reading Run to the cross 8
The storm as raging outside the cabin and the wind and rain was howling. I was sat in a comfy chair and it seemed almost pointless, in fact ludicrous to … Continue reading Run to the cross 4
Exodus 25:8-9 And let them make me a sanctuary, that I may dwell in their midst. Exactly as I show you concerning the pattern of the tabernacle and of all … Continue reading Make yourself a sanctuary
As a child I thought that prayer was just saying things to God, just having a conversation with God. I never thought about how I was trying to talk to … Continue reading Building yourselves up in your most holy faith and praying in the Holy Spirit,
Making our way to Runcorn hills cliff face we encountered a huge number of starling flocking over towards the sunset. Myself and my son Matthew had just arrived and it … Continue reading If anyone walks in the day, he does not stumble, because he sees the light of this world.
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,