Called.

Called. ‘When I consider your heavens,     the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars,     which you have set in place, what is mankind that you are mindful of them,     human beings that you care for them? You have made them a little lower than the angels     and crowned them with glory and honour. You made…

‘Good Friday’…

Hello Friends, It’s been a while since I wrote, because I have been working on another project. I’ll let you in on that in Just a moment… Well here we all are, sitting at home waiting for the storm to pass, waiting for the rainbow at the end of all this darkness.  None of us…

Finding Life

Finding Life (on a walk in Holywell on our 12th wedding anniversary)   If we push through, hurry past rush by and move fast… We may miss the small things. Small things like.. Glory Wonder Grace Small things that breath life into dark and empty spaces, Hurried, harried places. Places in the heart that have…

Beauty Loves the Beast

I decided to post something a little different this month; A little work of fiction, with a hint perhaps of non fiction… ‘People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed and redeemed; never throw out anyone.’                                …

I See You.

I pulled the car out of the white-water rush of traffic, parked and jumped out. I was in search of last minute potatoes in the middle of down town Kingston rush hour. Traffic fumes assaulted the senses at every turn, traffic noise beat at ear drums, a cacophony of chaos. The small street stall had…