Identity – The Papa Journey

Greenwich Market

It is timely to upload this just a matter of weeks after violent Racist and Islamophobic riots threatened to spread like wildfire through the cities of the nation. I would add that coming from one of the provinces, visiting London for a holiday is a shock to the system. One more contextual comment: we doContinue reading “Greenwich Market”

Silence is Golden

I am, by nature, an introvert. I like my own company, at least most of the time. But it is only in the last few years that I have come to crave being alone in a silence that is only broken by my music of choice. My choice of music has always been fairly eclectic.Continue reading “Silence is Golden”

Now and Forever

15.44. It was bitterly cold this morning when I ventured out for a walk. But the sun was out and the wind had dropped. The beach was crowded with runners – crazy people! But I was alone with my thoughts and with My Papa and that is always more than enough for me. We talkedContinue reading “Now and Forever”

The Secret Place

Psalms 91.1: He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I am writing this at the start of the third week of the COVID19 lockdown here in the UK. For most of us, we are confined to quarters, only allowed out of our homesContinue reading “The Secret Place”

I saw… but now I see

I saw the cold, inflexible dryness of correct doctrine… now I see a God who will not be restricted by what I believe. I cannot believe that I settled for cold and dry for so long, when the warm rivers of relentless love have always been there. I saw the barrenness of religious duty andContinue reading “I saw… but now I see”

Heroes

Hero = noun, plural he·roes; for 5 also he·ros. a person noted for courageous acts or nobility of character: He became a local hero when he saved the drowning child. a person who, in the opinion of others, has special achievements, abilities, or personal qualities and is regarded as a role model or ideal: MyContinue reading “Heroes”

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”