Love 1 Corinthians 13:13

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

About This Space

a sharing of love, faith & hope And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. 1 Corinthians 13:13 a hypothesis of building I also told them about the gracious hand of my God on me and what the king had said to…Continue reading “About This Space”

20Nov 20209 Nov 2020

i love

I love the way oil paint moves on canvas I love the way flowers turn to the sun I love…

16Nov 20208 Nov 2020

Life advice {not}

What would my former self advise my current self to do? it’s not worth it none of it just die…

11Nov 20209 Nov 2020

{leaving} moving on {moving in}

2012 Posterous closed, well I knew it was coming. Whenever a small company gets aligned with a big one, stuff…

Story - fiction

tentgirl & jake

18 Jan 20206 Nov 2020

She sleeps in a tent, in the woods at the edge of town. In the day she flits into town and dances along the cobbled streets. She sings outside the…

Poetic

brush strokes

30 Mar 202229 Mar 2022

can you pass me the airbrush, love? the one I use to slip past them all. So I can focus on the road ahead the brush sweeps left and right.…

Poetic

flood

Scratch beneath the surface terrible odours prevail, perfumed patisserie cannot hide mould wreaking havoc below. The itch you can't locate A spot just out of reach, the source of irritation…

harvesting

1 Oct 202117 Mar 2022

2021 Last year I remember being nervous - I had never in my life preached at a Harvest Thanksgiving Festival. I had been at two, whilst on placement, but in…

Whether {weather}

27 Feb 202116 Nov 2020

2013 He is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither. Whatever he does prospers. —Psalm 1:3 The…

reWriting

5 Feb 202116 Nov 2020

I haven't written for what seems a long time but in actuality is just over a month. There have been obvious reasons and more obscure reasons and am not sure…

great God

4 Feb 202116 Nov 2020

It is only when my past visits me that I truly, truly understand that I am completely and utterly remade, recycled, made into something new. I live in this new…

Poetic

being still

3 Feb 202116 Nov 2020

Storms raging outside my cocoon wind blows trees and pylons down wooden frets splinter the driveway plank hits plank, hail rains down peace descends joyful praise ascending cocooned in…

An Inspector Called…

2 Feb 202116 Nov 2020

An inspector called to my home he other day, it reminded me as things often do of the JB Priestly play. Eva commits suicide by drinking strong disinfectant. When I…

Story - fiction

no ordinary day

1 Feb 202116 Nov 2020

Ship groans in the sea as the storm rises, their nails cling to the wooden planks.. The whole ship strains to be let go of the torment of being tossed…

renegade rainbows

If we consider iridescent colours in soap bubbles then we can control when and where we see rainbows. I have known since last summer that spraying water in the polytunnel…