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
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An eager longing
I was walking through the forest some time ago and in a split moment light rays came down and highlighted a little child. She seemed to be the only one … Continue reading An eager longing
A signpost
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
Be your best version that God wants you to be
There is an open bridge, welcoming and open. A way for all regardless of what life you have lived, free from judgement now because the tree stands tall. The judgement has fallen on God’s only Son and through Jesus we now have access to this breath of God. God wants the best version of each one of us and He will relentlessly pursue us until we accept Him with open arms. Individual, unique and created whole as an image bearer of God.
We have an indwelling of God
A robin sits on the tree branch and looks away. Looks towards an uncertain future. There are many threats that this bird may have to face, the least is the … Continue reading We have an indwelling of God
Journey through the waters
In the image, a caver stands at the exit to a cave with much water flowing fast within. I have written on many occasions about the times I was underground … Continue reading Journey through the waters
A new bridge
I’ve spent a few days gathering fallen branches, with the help of my son we gathered the larger ones up and managed to carry them up the steep hill to the house.
This place we build, we do with God.
The sermon came; what a difference, it was again about judgement, despite this being about taking the good news out to all, there was not even a mention of the passages read or even an attempt to expand on them – my mind spun with confusion, the preacher seemed angry, annoyed that people could have a different way of thinking!
Enter the tent of meeting
As I sat around a camp fire listening to friends talk about good times I was drawn to the passage of the bible Hebrews 10:19 Therefore, brothers and sisters, since … Continue reading Enter the tent of meeting
Feeling life bite
An rusty gate hangs barring the way through a fresh corn field
to the city of light an route to the tree of life,
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