Sitting on a rock, near Inverness in the middle of a river gave me a wonderful chance to pray and ponder life. Do we sit still listening to our surroundings … Continue reading Life as a river

Sitting on a rock, near Inverness in the middle of a river gave me a wonderful chance to pray and ponder life. Do we sit still listening to our surroundings … Continue reading Life as a river
Here it is, a Good Friday that no one could have envisioned,no one could have accounted for, no one could have listened.no one would have believed that all would just … Continue reading Run to the cross 45
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
In a wood often forgotten by many except the young, who often forget its beauty. There lies a stream. It continues its path downwards into the larger rivers and out … Continue reading Day 102 Our help is in the name of the Lord
Sandy brook runs through Fulwood in Preston unseen by most but the occasional dog walker. But its life giving waters feed the surrounding wildlife and vegetation. The green moss and … Continue reading Day 45 If anyone thirsts, let him come to me and drink