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Notions of Oceans

We all desperately want to hear God speak to us, don’t we? Those moments, rare as (we might think) they are, when the Holy Spirit speaks to us clearly and we know beyond any doubt at all that it was the Spirit of the risen Christ, dwelling in our inner man by faith, speaking.

Oikos: With Us

I’ve recorded three studio songs in the last few years and had others recorded and used at Life Church in Bradford, but none of them have adequately scratched the itch that keeps me writing and searching. Song-writing for me is partly about scratching the itch I have to articulate what’s going on in my heartContinue reading “Oikos: With Us”

The LORD – the Bridegroom God

Why Jesus is coming back to planet Earth for a bride not a husband

Easter Paradidomi

I’m colour blind – i.e. I can’t always discern between shades of brown and red and green. This means very little to me except that I can’t be an RAF pilot or a bomb disposal expert. It also means that I occasionally fowl in snooker by playing a brown by mistake. And it means that…

Make Us Dream

Who actually believed that Andy Murray would win Wimbledon last summer as the first British player in 77 years? Liverpool FC are making me dream of the first Liverpool Premier League title since 1990. Liverpool FC are making me dream of a World Cup campaign to better that of Bobby Robson’s squad of the same…

England vs Spain

I must confess, this wasn’t my idea; but it is a great thought and I wanted to develop it a bit.

The Wonder Of It All

Here are some snaps of our Paper Anniversary jaunt from Inverbervie, through the Cairngorns, to Loch Ness – awesome! I dedicate this to Mairi who is the biggest wonder in all of this. Thank you to Mum and Dad who have loved and supported us this year more than we can tell and for acceptingContinue reading “The Wonder Of It All”

A Mental Note To Self.

Originally posted on soul surfers:
I’ve felt this way before… The day I discovered that I’d had my offer received on the first flat I bought… The morning I awkwardly paced around my bedroom tied to the phone socket by a cable trying to pluck up the courage to ask my now Father in Law…

Priority Seating

I was sat in a bus heading into the City this week but not in any old seat; I was sat in a priority seat for those less able to stand than others. The bus had pulled up to a stop and a mother outside with a pram was struggling to see a free seatContinue reading “Priority Seating”