I love the stillness of the wood:
I love the music of the rill:
I love to couch in pensive mood
Upon some silent hill. – Lewis Carroll

I love the stillness of the wood:
I love the music of the rill:
I love to couch in pensive mood
Upon some silent hill. – Lewis Carroll
It’s funny, running down a dark lane and through the woods very late at night I have never come across anyone out for a walk. My legs plod forward feeling … Continue reading Run to the cross 26
There are few breaks in the weather but they seem to just appear for moments, or are shining off in the distance. These trees looked wonderful against the faint blue … Continue reading Day 323 Therefore strengthen the hands, make straight paths for your feet and be healed
Driving home more than once I have been gazing at the sunsets and just wanting to stop and gaze at them. They have wonderful colours each night, and some go … Continue reading Day 186 My grace is sufficient for you
A yellow rose in the garden. Colossians 2 For I want you to know what a great conflict I have for you and those in Laodicea, and for as many as have … Continue reading Day 167 For I want you to know what a great conflict I have for you and those far away
I awoke to see a small robin sheltering under a bush from the torrential rain. He was gone before I could get my camera out. I thought nothing of it … Continue reading Day 138 He shall become a sanctuary
Myself and my son went for a walk in this wood. From the outside the woods appeared to be neglected as there were many mounds of rubbish lying around. But … Continue reading Day 126 You make known to me the path of life
The view is from Beeston Castle in Cheshire. A wondrous castle on top of a hill with the ranging winds that you don’t know about from the hills below. It … Continue reading Day 118 I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus
I was up early today to go to a conference called diamond geezers, and it was focussed on men and their place in God’s plan. We listened to many wonderful … Continue reading Day 108 Awake, you who sleep, Arise from the dead.
The scene shows a dark Edinburgh city with Arthurs seat behind. Rather a moody photograph I took last week. The mountain is apparently the site of an old volcano. Today … Continue reading Day 56 He was hungry