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Category Archives: Life on the journey
In the storm
It’s not Christmas yet, I can’t write about Christmas and yet I want to. I want to talk of the Immanuel, of God with us. I want to talk of light and hope and truth come in human form. But … Continue reading
We live in a beautiful world
One of my favourite blogs to drop past is the lovely Anna’s. She takes beautiful pictures that always make me stop and stare at this world in a different way. Obviously I wanted her to take some pictures along the … Continue reading
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Psalm 104
Who rules the world? Does technology rule the world? Can it give us what we long for? Can it give us security, food, love and more? Can the internet really provide for my needs? Does the ever increase in … Continue reading
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Tagged maker, progress, provide, rule, security, world
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Psalm 103
The LORD is compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, abounding in love. He will not always accuse, nor will he harbor his anger forever; he does not treat us as our sins deserve or repay us according to our iniquities. For as … Continue reading
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Under a Tuscan Sun
I went on my first trip to Italy last week, 2 hours on a plane and I was standing on pretty Tuscan hills looking at a rolling patchwork quilt of hills covered in olive trees and vine yards. We had … Continue reading