We didn’t get much of a spring, it feels like. Or maybe I just missed it. But in recent times I have been trying to notice again, with lists of gratitude. People say they feel different when they begin to notice. When those details become magnified, bringing joy and thanks. I love remembering the birds … Continue reading A Slow Return
It is time again to reset. Classical music played while I cleaned the house this morning, setting things back in order. Dusting, vacuuming, washing. It is a cloudy day, which means I have loads of laundry hanging up to dry inside. While this can make the house feel a bit more cluttered, I would still … Continue reading Stepping into the Clearing
When I was younger, my aspirations for a book fair were quite simple; I would buy books about animals (mostly horses) and a variety of novels. My love of reading matched my love of having a lot of “stuff”, and I happily spent what pocket money I had, and then some. Over the years, I … Continue reading To the Book Fair (and Simplifying Life)
I asked God to search me, To reveal the state of my soul. What I saw inside made me want to run, But God kept me close. He showed me two colours; The outer shell being deep blue. This layer was how much I loved Jesus Christ; It was me, renewed. The centre was bright … Continue reading Sanctified / Poem
Some time has passed since I last wrote. I turned twenty seven. I made pumpkin soup. I like winter because it is quiet. While it is in a sense a grand death, it is also subtle. It doesn’t draw attention to itself but slowly falls over the land. It reminds me that to grow is … Continue reading The Losses of Winter
Jordan Peterson says that if you want to change the world, you need to start by cleaning your room. Elisabeth Elliot tells us we just need to do the next thing. If we’re asking ourselves how to serve God, how to live our lives, she makes it very simple; if you are a student, you … Continue reading Start Small, Start Today
There’s vegetable and lentil soup simmering on the stove. Even though the days are still quite warm, I’m no longer feeling like salad for lunch. Before last year, I had never made a soup. Last winter, I made one every weekend for my lunches in the week ahead. I’m ready for that again, to follow … Continue reading Moving through Autumn
I’ll be moving house again this year. It’s something that brings both excitement and stress. There are costs, there are practicalities. I don’t know yet where I’ll end up, which is a thought I had a year and a half ago; I didn’t think I’d be feeling this way again so soon. But God lead … Continue reading Once More, Moving On
I once read that no story should begin with the weather. Apparently it’s boring and usually has no further significance. Today, it is cloudy. Still warm, but with most of the doors and windows open, a breeze is pulling through my home. After I finished my quiet time and had put on my second load … Continue reading Amidst the Waiting
I opened a small notebook this morning, A5 with a pretty floral cover. It had been sitting on my bookshelf since I moved in fifteen months ago, wedged amongst Christian non-fiction. Some pages fell out. I had forgotten they existed. During the height of Covid, when I wasn’t working and things felt impossible, I did … Continue reading Seeking and Finding
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