Beauty and Bravery – Time to Take Flight!

A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness. John Keats It has been almost 35 years since I sat on my bottom bunk bed with my older brother and ‘asked Jesus into my heart’; it was probably 11 years later that I realised deeply and personally…

Cautious Bravery – A Reflection On Introversion

With glistening skin and sandy toes we’re slowly emerging out of our camp cocoon into the reality of laundry and the glaring need to valet the car! Watching my children by the water was revealing for me and forming for them; from extreme caution to fearless bravery they all approached the same ‘task’ in such…

The Swallows (A poem)

Felix Bracquemond, The Swallows, c. 1881 And with the swoop of the swallows I know the season has changed The return of the familiar The comfort and the soul smile And they race and chase Dipping low in a circular motion Embracing the air Like a lasso above my head And when children are sleeping…

When you don’t know what to pray

Never before has there been a time when we have been subject to so much visual stimuli. We’re not wired to process these harsh images that our eyes scan and soak daily. Words and pictures of other people’s lives and worlds that we can choose to switch on and off to as we so please….

Bittersweet

I’m taking that piece of 85% decadent dark chocolate full of flavonols and flavour and I’m biting down hard because it’s good and full and rich – and a little bit bitter. This morning I woke up to a 6 year old using my butt as a pillow, an almost 4 year old with freakishly…

The Sunday Struggle

Roughly calculated I reckon I’ve been in around 1,872 Sunday morning church meetings in my lifetime! Different experiences, all unique, imperfect and incredible. From living rooms in Coventry to lavish orthodox gatherings in Athenian buildings, I’ve met with my Father, been loved on, welcomed and caught another glimmer of the many faceted God through each unique…

The Table

We eat dinner around the table in our home every night, apart from of course the nights when Dave declares it a ‘TV dinner’ night (usually Friday’s); the children yelp with delight whilst I have visions of spills and pizza and pesto and dog paws mixed together on our leather sofas. They balance their plates…

A Christmas Eve Message 2014

…twas the night before Christmas This is an transcription of the message I brought at the Mosaic Church Carols by Candlelight service on the 24th December 2014 So our time of waiting and anticipation is almost over; we’re here together on the edge of Christmas; we’ve counted the days on our advent calendars and now…

The Struggle for Sound

“The voice of the sea speaks to the soul” Kate Chopin Everyone has a voice; whether quiet or loud, whether it’s through speech or sculpture, singing or sketching, cooking or caring – everyone has a voice. We’re lead to believe that he who shouts the loudest is heard; is powerful – has influence. I’m not…