Some weeks ask a lot of us. Not in dramatic, headline‑worthy ways, but in the quiet, persistent tug of trying to stay present in the
The thoughts, experiences and views of the unique person God knows as me
Some weeks ask a lot of us. Not in dramatic, headline‑worthy ways, but in the quiet, persistent tug of trying to stay present in the
Yonder stretches another Monday evening, quiet enough to hear your own heart breathe. Yielding to the gentle hush of night, your soul finally finds room
Many of you will know, I used to play a lot of tennis up until a few years ago. It’s therefore no surprise to me
This weekend is the first weekend of the summer holidays here as the schools have finally broken up. The mornings feel a little lighter, the
Dawn may still feel distant on a Monday night, but hope has a way of rising even before the sun does. Deep within us, God
Some weekends don’t quite go to plan, do they? Mine certainly didn’t. I stayed up into the small hours of Sunday morning to watch the