The Tree

The tree remembered being planted in the churchyard those many summers ago. For he saw the young daughter of the squire slipping in a copy of that new book on ‘Pride and Prejudice’ to wile away the long sermon. This blissful rural scene was oblivious to the battles being fought on land and sea to fence [...]

The Tree

The tree remembered being planted in the churchyard those many summers ago. For he saw the young daughter of the squire slipping a copy of  that new book on Pride and Prejudice in to wile away the long sermon. This blissful rural scene was oblivious to the battles being fought on land and sea to [...]

A Prayer for Good Friday

A prayer for Good Friday Love did not die upon that cross but, arms outstretched, still welcomes us, the twisted thorns bejewelled with pearls of blood - a fitting crown for the one who is the Servant King, leading his people victorious through death’s dark vale into a promised land. Love did not die upon [...]