Space When you’re relaxed and at peace, when things are sweet between you and God, (currently not just fundamentally), you tend to notice things. This is because the spaces that you need in order to hear, and the discipline that you need in order to listen, are too often rammed with the traffic fumes ofContinue reading “The Places We Call Home”
The brilliant brand new album from Rex Allchurch, Praise In My House, landed on social media and iTunes this week. I’ve never met Rex before but, that he is a great man of the presence, I am sure – my awesome bro, Steve, has been friends with him for years.
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”
Here are a series of stories of dear friends who have journeyed through their own valleys but who also have awesome testimonies of the faithfulness of Jesus constantly being with them. Thanks so much to Jo, Naomi, Andrew, Josh, Roger and Sheena who plucked up courage to go for it! The video also explains aContinue reading “With Us: Oikos (Behind the Scenes at Home)”
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”
I think of this section in the essay most when I feel that urge to ‘capture’ – ie what I call the response to beauty that we all have to somehow press pause, bottle what we are in awe of in the hope of then being able to sip it very slowly like an aged, 50-year old single malt – to more slowly savour what we faintly taste.