At my age, you start to look back more often, and more reflectively, than you may have done in the past. You notice things you wouldn’t have noticed before, and spotted greater significance to some events that you had previously. As I write, it is Monday, February 15, 2021. We are almost twelve months intoContinue reading “Come to The Table”
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Of Straight Lines and Boxes
At the grand old age of sixty, I have been launched into a landscape that I have never seen before, and rather than it being frightening, it is exhilarating. The opportunity for exploration and discovery and adventure has invigorated me in my journey of faith. I have seen it in my own life, and moreContinue reading “Of Straight Lines and Boxes”
Rubble at my feet
How I got here is a very long story. It includes reading, music, movies, walking, talking with those who came to be so helpful and significant. It includes tears, many tears, and pain in the heart that took so long to fade. It has been a journey not travelled very often in broad daylight, butContinue reading “Rubble at my feet”
Welcome to the Journey
I am a son, a husband, a father, a friend. I am, a recently retired, local authority foster carer, now a “Lollipop Man” at the local school, a sometimes churchgoer. I am a pilgrim, a traveller, an explorer, an avid reader and novice writer. And I am wounded and scarred, broken and damaged. And yetContinue reading “Welcome to the Journey”
The Papa Journey 