When walking through the living museum Beamish, I came across an old church and the bible was open to Isaiah 65. The passage struck me. Doesn’t God constantly stand with his arms wide for all of us, even when we are being rebellious
It’s amazing how a small thing can make a difference. Frogs are pretty common in my garden, and they are also especially common in my mud hut. Each frog can … Continue reading Day 353 And he took a child and put him in the midst of them
The buttercups and the grass reach up for the sunlight. The warmth and life being given by the sun is evident all around. A red is seen on the grass … Continue reading Day 166 “Oh, that someone would give me a drink of the water from the well of Bethlehem, which is by the gate!”
The sun setting over Fulwood. The sun seems to be at its brightest when it is low in the sky because it is directly shining into your eyes, as opposed to … Continue reading Day 154 You cannot see My face; for no man shall see Me, and live
The picture is of a dandelion seed head with hundreds of little seeds delicately poised. Around us tonight strong winds of a storm rage and in the morning the seeds … Continue reading Day 152 O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder consider all the works thy hand hath made
The view is of the Mersey river looking through trees over the houses of Runcorn. Rivers are havens of life. The rivers are used for transport, for food, for water. … Continue reading Day 136 When you pass through the waters, I will be with you
The sunset tonight was dazzling at first, the colours seem to go a deep red at one point and then gently the orange took over and then the last rays … Continue reading Day 133 Sing, O heavens, for the Lord has done it!