As parents we are always saying farewell. From the moment a baby is born we begin the process of separation. It’s easy to forget in the day to day business of living, that our job as parents is to set our people free, let them fly, give them wings so they can soar into a … Continue reading Fly Away Home
As parents we are always sending our children off into the world. From the moment they are born we begin the process of separation. It’s easy to forget in the day to day business of living, that our job as parents is to set our people free, let them fly, give them wings so they … Continue reading Fly Away Home
Darkness is the desperate despair that we sometimes experience in life. It is the torment of nothingness, the stillness which we cannot escape, nor can we live without. Darkness when i speak of it, is the sad , black quiet from which all life is birthed. it is mourning for God, and faith, man and … Continue reading let evening fall
Why does the psalmist tell us in Psalm 46 to: “be still and know that He is God?” because stillness is a most difficult position to assume; contrary to the idea of peace, being what all men desire, stillness is a time of silence and barrenness in which we forget such things as sovereignty and … Continue reading Still God.
How long will it take me to see you’re not invisible after all-it’s me who’s blind. I live in a dark world where the light of Christ alone illuminates my eyes to see the un-seen, know the unknown and commune with the invisible God.
My Memory of a dog bite in the face There was a bite in the air. A sharp chill that reminded us summer was long gone, but winter had not yet taken over. It’s mostly a transition time, a period of turning and changing when plans are carved out, but not always understood. It’s … Continue reading Into Winter
when I'm empty of words its because I'm full of questions when I have nothing to give and little to say and sense cannot form and life is delayed I cannot walk forward I barely rise up I'm frozen and awkward despairing and stuck my mind cannot settle its hard to decide confused and afraid … Continue reading who do you say I am
A letter to my Dad on Father's day
The mulberry tree can be considered a weed. It’s hardy, tolerant of drought, pollution and poor soil. Mulberries ripen over an extended period of time, unlike many other fruit which seem to come all at once. They can produce fruit from seventy to hundreds of years. They need full sun and adequate space. They are … Continue reading Love the Mulberry Trees
My Faith Place 