A POCKET FULL OF CALM IN THE NOISE OF EVERYDAY LIFE. THOUGHTS AND PONDERINGS OF A 40 SOMETHING CHRISTIAN, SPORTING A POCKET SQUARE, WORKING OUT HIS PLACE IN MINISTRY, WHILST REFLECTING ON THE MODERN WORLD.
Today was very much one of highs & lows – physically, spiritually & mentally . I slept well in a comfy bed, but felt tired on the #Camino in the morning. It felt very much today that the cumulative impact had caught up with me. My body seems to have caught on to what I’m…
Today included waking up before the flies did (down side of rural living ! ) being shocked at how people rush past the things that make up the history of this walk & pilgrimage . Delighted to have great conversations with a ministry to #pilgrims over lemonade and rich tea , fortified with delicious home…
Oh bother! I just wrote a long blog on today and it’s been lost to an iffy WiFi connection. 😕Let’s just say it involved a reluctant case, a hornet 🐝, lots of steep climbs , lots of people – some very noisy , some deeply moving & spiritual pre Roman ruins, a decision to go…
Today proved to be very different from yesterday in many ways . As I was (mainly) descending towards a valley, the morning mist lingered for most of the journey, which made the early sunshine on the first stage all the more beautiful. Walking along I found myself singing quietly and the autumnal sunshine touching the…
Well I’ve survived my first day on the #Camino. I promised myself that if I was going to share this v personal experience I was going to be honest about it. With that in mind I’m crying as I write this . There are times today where I found it really tough, I had tears…
As is often my way in life, I first thought that I needed to approach walking the Camino in the most extreme way: in that I wanted to try and walk it all. If you don’t know , the whole of the Camino Francés – there are paths that come from every direction in Europe…
Fairly early on the road from recovery from heart surgery last year I decided when I was able I would take another road : the world famous “Camino” or Way to the tomb of the apostle St.James in Northern Spain. As I regained my physical & emotional strength this year I felt that late summer…
Having returned recently from a month travelling across America, East to West, I woke up this morning convinced that I was still across the pond; only the lack of air-conditioning and the view from my bedroom bay window were able to persuade me otherwise. In this hinterland time of jet lag between worlds it seemed…
When presidents of orange hue turn my language blue; to my paint brush I pursue. Through times of trouble, uncertainty and change in life, I have often found peace, solace and prayer through the brush and pen. From the earliest age I have found joy in sketching and painting and I am blessed to have…
I am not a father and unless I meet Mr Right with a preassembled family, it looks fairly likely that I am not going to be one. But I am an Uncle of two girls who are very dear to me. I won’t pretend to understand the depth of despair and chaos that the…
