Halfway through the runs, it’s almost like routine now. Rain pouring but out I go in the rain, but something is different, the country seems to be closing down. People … Continue reading Run to the cross 20
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
A short run on a tiring night. The route was clear and there was only a slight breeze after yesterdays huge gale. Despite the challenges I reached the end of … Continue reading Run to the cross 16
Out from the door, I’m up for a long through the woods and over rivers challenge. What a difference a day makes. Jumping at times to miss holes and passing … Continue reading Run to the cross 15
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
From the door I ran, and ran like the previous days exhaustion had not been felt, like I had not fallen asleep trying to write a blog. Sleep took the … Continue reading Run to the cross 6
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
A flooded woods on Grasmere Water. Will the water ever recede? I started my run not knowing where I was going or by what route I would take. It had … Continue reading Run to the Cross 2
Are we running from or too God? Do we think that sin disconnects us from God?
After morning prayers, I relaxed and finished writing a musical setting to Psalm 10, and even though this psalm starts with a sombre question sung by a solo treble voice “Why do you stand far away?” – a question many have asked of God.