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.

Sun, Sunny, Sunshine.

Sunshine

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Love…?

(inspired by a misty beach and conversation with the excellent Mandy Taylor) On pondering love and a Grace filled community: When we love someone we aren’t waiting for them to be perfect, we aren’t even waiting for them to be … Continue reading

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Thoughts eh.

“Thoughts jostle at the back, fighting each other to come forward to be heard Tangles strings weave in and out of each other. Seeking connection, Independence, Clamouring to be heard, unravelled and put to bed.”

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I *heart* Brighton

I don’t think I got through more than an hour this weekend without declaring in a loud voice, “I love Brighton”, or, “no no, you don’t get it, I really LOVE Brighton”.  It’s true, and it’s in months like May … Continue reading

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Oops

Me and husbandface walking into town, talking about Psalm 131. It’s the one where the Psalmist says: 1 My heart is not proud, O LORD, my eyes are not haughty; I do not concern myself with great matters or things … Continue reading

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