Luke 6.17-22 Luke 6.46-49 It is a perennial news story. And it is about brand-new houses built on a flood plain. All starts out as leafy, beautiful and hopeful. Then the summer goes, and the season turns to storms ; yet still life goes on. But one year the rains come down heavier than before. The outcome is inevitable; since water literally gurgles out of the ground leaving incensed home [...]
The ancient tribe sat in the early morning looking eastwards. There, before the Sun rises, was the bright beauty of Venus. Transfixed, they thought of all the stories they would tell around the fire. Then they would relate its breath-taking scenery, the wonder of its fortunate inhabitants and the lushness of its vegetation. To them that [...]
My home is in the countryside surrounded by fields. Yesterday, the local farmer had obviously thought it was time to harvest her crops and sow seed for next year. She had also read the weather forecast for rain and, as a result, she and her hands worked through the night. Even at dawn, their tractors [...]
God what a riot you must have had creating the world Like letting loose with a giant box of crayons Dabbing some orange here, some yellow there, big blobs of red and green and blue for good measure And then defining the broad strokes with precision and fine detailing creating boundaries that separate, not [...]
Here are some reflections I wrote last summer and they have survived to this one. Click here to read my short book on Wattpad.
