Category Archives: From the basement

I’ve written lots of things over the last few years, some I think are worth reading again. Search through the old boxes and see what’s down here.

25/31

Our kind of church on a Sunday morning far away, chatting, reading the Bible, praying, grateful as ever for friends who’ve know me for a long long time, who I can bear my soul to, who love me as me. … Continue reading

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24/31

Waking up in a sunny village far far from anywhere, feeling like I’d been away for years. Morning stroll through the village. Thinking we must be old as we head out for the day at 10am. Big fat sky, big … Continue reading

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23/31

Picking up the girls, driving fun in the sun. Arriving at the lush cottage and many ooos and ahhs later heading out to walk to the beach. Enjoying pottering around the picturesque little village, seeing the windmill and watching the … Continue reading

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22/31

At least I can pour out my troubles and He hears. At least I can shout, swear and kick and He will not leave. At least I can hit out at the eternal. At least I can lash out at … Continue reading

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21/31

Hebrews 13:8. Oh and what Sarah said.

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