My walks this week have been bitterly cold. On Thursday, a friend pulled several threads in my life and knotted them together into one string, with one source. This morning, Friday, I spent the whole walk, speaking with my Great Papa and understanding that I am created to be at home and comfortable my God. A habitation, not a visitation.
Married to Teresa since 1985, with three kids. Since December 2013, Teresa and I have been foster carers for the local authority. My passion and life-message is the Father-Heart of the God of the Christian faith, the one who is Papa to me. Whatever I am doing, whether it is looking after little ones, sharing my story with another bloke in the pub, praying, engaging in the prophetic, or just relating to others, it is always out of the revelation of Papa's heart.
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