Looking out across the rock face I used to climb as a teenager. Many hours were spent just clinging onto the rock searching for a way up. Not using rope … Continue reading Day 257 God is my help – We are Lazarus
Take stock, where am I? I am in a field in Thirsk and there are poppies through out the whole field. Fields and fields of poppies. I could almost be … Continue reading Day 207 It is enough
After the first day away from social media and any internet camping under under Pendle hill I started to really enjoy the outdoors and nature. Everything everywhere is beautiful. All … Continue reading Day 178 to give them ‘a land flowing with milk and honey,’ as it is this day.
On the corner of a turning on a busy street there is an oak tree and nestled in front is the most wondrous yellow buttercups and grass, supporting much insects … Continue reading Day 161 They say “the Lord does not see!”