My legs felt heavy as I set off for the guild wheel route. It was daytime but the sun had not shone much today so still a chill in the … Continue reading Run to the cross 35

My legs felt heavy as I set off for the guild wheel route. It was daytime but the sun had not shone much today so still a chill in the … Continue reading Run to the cross 35
The last thing my body wants to do on a cold evening is to go for a run, but I warm up my legs and then bare the cold to … Continue reading Run to the cross 12
As a child I thought that prayer was just saying things to God, just having a conversation with God. I never thought about how I was trying to talk to … Continue reading Building yourselves up in your most holy faith and praying in the Holy Spirit,
The rivers have started to return to their normal levels now, and cleanups and repairs have started again around Lancashire and the North. John 7:38 Whoever believes in me, as … Continue reading Day 362 Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, ‘Out of his heart will flow rivers of living water.’
New Living Translation Rivers run into the sea, but the sea is never full. Then the water returns again to the rivers and flows out again to the sea. Life … Continue reading Day 308 To the thirsty I will give from the spring of the water of life without payment
As I drove to work this morning there was a beautiful sunrise. Deep orange and full of God’s love and promises. I had spent the previous night reflecting on how … Continue reading Day 285 He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of all creation
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
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