As Christmas comes around again, I’m so deeply struck by the notion of Emmanuel – of God being with us. Continue reading →

The biggest problem with all of this is avoiding extracting some sort of lesson from every sit under the oak.  I so want to have the aerials up and open that I can tell I’m in danger of starting to imagine signals. Continue reading →

Its sunny out there, but it’s blowing a gale.  It’s good, but nowhere near perfect.  Curiously, that’s the weather from which I know I can extract the best.  It’s pretty good, and pretty good seems to be what I’m best built for. Continue reading →

What if he did this to make the riches of his glory known to the objects of his mercy…? Continue reading →

Sitting under the tree just now, various sound strata were moving in and out of focus.  I sat for ages until I noticed the frogs.  There must be hundreds of them – producing the richest and fullest of elements of the sound spectrum.  But I didn’t hear them at first, and for a while I lost them and wondered if they’d stopped.  But it was only a focus issue.  Once they were back, they were back to stay. Continue reading →

I’m playing with the idea of spiritual radiation. I can’t help but think that I’ve spent most of my life with the spiritual equivalent of vitamin D deficiency. Continue reading →

OK, so it’s the dead of winter.  Mercifully it’s past the middle of winter.  But it’s still the dead of it. Continue reading →

I don’t know why I feel compelled to make the distinction, but I’m convinced that this is more than just nature being a revelation of its creator, as it couldn’t help but be. Continue reading →

This year I heard my oak clap it’s hands.  Just once – really properly. Continue reading →