Those of you who are fathers of sons may be able to confirm this via personal experience: There is certainly a time that comes in any father/son relationship when the son becomes taller, stronger, more explosive, quicker, sharper, greater in libido, fitter and more enduring than the father.
“Body Zero – Radical Preparation For the Return of Christ” has been out for almost one month now. It’s been an exhausting and exhilarating month of social media, events, packaging, daily trips to the Post Office and…a gradual easing into rest. As though the finest cut of meat has been grilled, released from the fireContinue reading “What I Learnt From Walking Away From a Mainstream Publisher”
Bed-side Imagine being woken up tomorrow morning by voices in your head, or voices that you thought were in your head. Imagine groggily coming round, sick in your stomach, disoriented by fear because of the sonic traffic that the voices in your head were creating: unfamiliar tones, unrecognisable expressions – a mystifying medley of unearthlyContinue reading “A Normal Oblivion”
One of the best pieces of advice I’ve ever been given for writing songs is from a top, top guy called Steve Parsons who once gave me the analogy of moving into a new house and turning on the kitchen tap for the first time in months: initially as the water runs it can beContinue reading “Writing Songs of Worship: A Couple of Tips”
INTRODUCTION – Habitat Loss – The reddy-brown Orangutan and her little baby drifted through the air, suspended in a metal cage. Their beautiful faces flecked with warm, bright sunlight through small air-holes as they swung together in the sky beneath the helicopter that carried them like a tired pendulum. The great apes were en-route toContinue reading “God’s Green Room Introduction: Habitat Loss”
…prayer is supposed to be more of an al fresco, Continental, full-on, ten-course feast to savour than it is a McDonald’s drive through for our convenience.
A friend recently gave me a copy of Andrew Wilson’s fine book Incomparable, by all accounts a modern day equivalent of J I Packer’s Knowing God. Wilson’s book is a concise, snappy, whimsical, high-calibre study of the character of God and even in the opening chapters there are some nuggets that landed in my heartContinue reading “Incomparable”
Number nine Headland Park Road – Paignton 523610 – was a pink house, not originally, but it was distinctly, among the varying shades of beige and white of Headland Park Road. It was a big, semi-detached pink house, six bedrooms in all after losing one to gain another two in the loft. It had aContinue reading “Mirador”
I was whinging in the rain, once I remember well It was cold and grey and to the bone I could tell Memories of summer had faded as vapour Lost in damp denim and golfing umbrellas “You should be thankful”, said she, amidst the clatter Of rain on tarp and pitter patter “‘Tis a signContinue reading “Celebrate the Rain”