Tag Archives: beach

Life with God in the holidays…

Posted on August 15, 2013 by

Life in the holidays is pretty good, we’ve got through the weirdness of routines changing and are enjoying hanging out as a family.  A lovely perk of being married to a teacher.  Throughout the last few weeks we’ve loved days … Continue reading →

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Day 10

Posted on March 19, 2011 by

Unsurprisingly I find it very easy to be thankful on sunny Saturdays. Fresh bread for breakfast, making muffins, cycling alongside a sparkly sea, reading Hebrews on the beach and crying at the wonder of Jesus, lunch with an old friend, … Continue reading →

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Beauty

Posted on February 18, 2011 by

In an effort to still the swirling dark clouds in my head (negativity runs through me like a kind of demon some days) I’m striving to find beauty in my days. I’m pretty sure it’s there. Well, I’m almost sure it’s there … Continue reading →

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24/31

Posted on May 27, 2008 by

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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8/31

Posted on May 8, 2008 by

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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5/31

Posted on May 5, 2008 by

Relief that I’m not really that mental after all. Enjoying the sunshine and exercise kick this morning. Binface, B, Brighton beach and pretty singing. The first shakeaway of the year. Nutella and malted milk biscuits. Mmmm.

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3/31

Posted on May 3, 2008 by

Early morning beach trip. Sitting talking to the Maker. Mum, Dad, the feeling of contentment that only family can bring, not having to say anything, saying anything that comes into my head, walking the  downs, reciting the old familiar Arnold … Continue reading →

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