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.

10/31

Singing this: “I stand amazed in the presence of Jesus the Nazarene, and wonder how he could love me, a sinner condemned unclean.” Quite. Overwhelming wonder at that reality. Coming home to Lizzi and Cathy, beer and pizza outside on … Continue reading

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9/31

Winning the fight to get the Bible out of the bag. Glad of the results. This song on the way home. “Ring the bells that still can ring, forget your perfect offering, there is a crack, a crack in everything, … Continue reading

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8/31

Running on a open sandy Hove beach early in the morning, the sun sparkling off the sea, the ocean making it’s nifty little swishing sound, the cheery hello’s to other people on the beach and the knowledge that each morning … Continue reading

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7/31

Getting to hear the wisdom of someone whose been in this kind of work a whole lot longer than I. Encouraged and warned. Wanting to get on and really live. And the soundtrack of my cycle back from the station … Continue reading

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6/31

Breakfast on our back step in the sunshine. Lunch in a similar fashion.  The walk of destiny at Chichester’s last CU meeting. All we do is incomplete. One day we will be home. Damien Rice being the perfect accompaniment driving … Continue reading

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