A pocket full of calm in the noise of everyday life. Thoughts and ponderings of a 40 something Christian, recently emerging from the testing experience of a BAP, whilst sporting a pocket square reflecting on the modern world and wondering what is next.. *BAP – not a tasty lunch time snack but rather an intensive process which the Church of England have devised to test vocation for ordained ministry
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…
I couldn’t sleep…….. people often talk about having sleepless nights, and whilst I have no desire to sit in the corner of other people’s bedrooms whilst they sleep, in fact that would be completely odd, I do wonder what other people mean when they say ‘oh I didn’t sleep at all last night’. I…
It was good to breathe clear coastal air last weekend. It felt that it had been sometime since I had got out of Cambridge and seen a different view and tasted a cleaner landscape. It was also good to be with friends. They took me to one of their favourite places, Woodbridge on the Suffolk…
When life throws you a googly what do you do? Well in my case I was hopeless at cricket at school and the only prowess I displayed on the field was in looking smart in my cricket whites . Indeed I found the whole concept of cricket a deeply civilised way to spend a summers…
Perhaps not surprisingly I’ve been using the processing of my recent difficult news as an opportunity to have a clear out. As part of that I’ve been going through wardrobes and getting rid of things that I haven’t used in a long time. On Saturday I found myself trundling, dragging and juggling an eclectic mix…
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When I started this blog I wanted to share something of the journey of exploring my vocation and also the decision, reality and recovery from open heart surgery. I tried to be clear from the beginning with myself and whoever would read this that the destination was certainly not a foregone conclusion. I have often…
A scene that inspired reflection, prayer and even sketching ahead of a significant time next week.
