More keys…
Yesterday I sat down next to a lady in the playground who I have spoken with many times before. She looked at me closely. “What is that key for round…
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A season of keys
A good and trusted friend emailed me yesterday. In his last paragraph, (so very him) he mentioned that a miracle had occurred for him. He had woken up to find…
Dead as a dodo
About a month and a half ago, I told Esther that she didn’t need her dummy (or “dodo” to her) any more. I asked four close pals to pray that…
My fault
Earlier today I was in a supermarket car park making my way towards the entrance. I saw something very unusual. A man in an open-topped, expensive-looking sports car pulled out…
The Farrier
I woke this morning asking myself why horses need shoes. I mean, gorillas don’t need slippers; cats don’t require high heels and hamsters aren’t often seen sporting trainers, are they?…
Well-placed rocks
Yesterday just before our Grow Group meeting I sat down exhausted and very nearly tearful on our sofa. I had battled with Esther all day. She is 2 and very…
Colliders
Yesterday I walked up my road as usual to pick up my boys. It was busy with school-run Mums and Dads, purposefully wheeling small scooters and buggies in a hurried…
Making a name
This morning, Jon and I met up with an old friend who told us about this amazing idea. It is a new charity called Creator’s Trust. Their incredibly countercultural strapline…
The waiting
This morning Esther and I waited an inordinate amount of time for the birds in our garden to come for their breakfast. We had given them lots of treats :…
Keep shouting
I love the story of Bartimaeus. He had real character that bloke! He shouts at the top of his voice for Jesus to come and see him and have mercy…