Six sea limpets sit on the rock, they are clamped on with medium pressure, but as soon as danger comes, perhaps a blast from some passing wave or incoming tide, … Continue reading Rooted on the rock
The air was cool with a slight breeze wafting through the trees. The forest was quiet with no sounds from birds and animals now as they bedded down for the … Continue reading A signpost
Run to the cross 42
Keeping in the light and on the pavement due to my knee giving way and continuing to deteriorate, but when I jog on a smooth service it feels okay. I … Continue reading Run to the cross 42
Run to the cross 31
All the streets are empty tonight, and I jog past a darkened pub. Where normally drunken singing and merry chat is heard, now all is silent. The message might be … Continue reading Run to the cross 31
The snake, the trees and the river.
A mangled tree all forlorn and dead, a snake creeping through the grass. Imagine a world with no sun, clouds every day and rain, such rain as the people who … Continue reading The snake, the trees and the river.
The three nests
My mother always says things come in threes. She is right to a certain extent, in that when I have received a word from God, it is usually backed up … Continue reading The three nests
Seeing the unseen
Seeing the unseen and awakening the senses to the work of God around us.
Day 209 You are already clean because of the word
The sunset shows a strange fire-like quality, as if there is a battle raging in the sky. This is how I feel, like there is a war raging. Most of … Continue reading Day 209 You are already clean because of the word
Day 116 TO THE UNKNOWN GOD
Within a field there stands a tree, surrounded by a fence so tall. A sign reads private bars the way, As people say “don’t look at all” But I say … Continue reading Day 116 TO THE UNKNOWN GOD