The perfect reflection of sky in still water. The sudden illumination of a snow-capped mountain as the shadows shift. The soft clouds which hang wistfully in the valley or gather round the highest peaks. Georgia was definitely a good choice of holiday destination, I think to myself with deep satisfaction. It’s beautiful here. I want…
Life is like a walk in Scotland. We start off by the shore of the loch, taking in the scenery but getting a bit bored of the road with its fast-passing cars. So we scramble down to the edge of the water and start skimming stones, with varying degrees of success but with much merriment…
Although Helen Bamber has been celebrated as an ‘iconic’ human rights defender, the most fitting way to honour her is to redirect our attention to the marginalised and silenced people to whom she devoted her life. We don’t have to look hard to find them… Read on for my reflections on the life and legacy of…
This time last year, I marked my birthday with a blog post entitled ‘Help! I’m older than Jesus’. Now, one year older and still here, I marked it with a decision to stop going to events aimed at people in their 20s/30s. Well, that, along with a fun birthday dinner with some quality people.…
Enough is Enough – a book I’ve just read about building a sustainable economy in a world of finite resources – was both inspirational and depressing. Inspirational because it fuelled my suspicion that an alternative economic paradigm and way of living in the world really is possible. Depressing because when I looked up from…
“As Jesus was walking beside the Sea of Galilee, he saw two brothers, Simon called Peter and his brother Andrew. They were casting a net into the lake, for they were fishermen.” Matthew 4:18 He greeted me with a grin and said that he was glad I was ok. It had been a while. When…
It was going to be a busy week anyway without having to spend the start of it with my head down the loo. Apparently the nice meal out on Friday wasn’t so nice after all. By the fourth bout, I was clutching the familiar toilet seat and praying there was a way of making the horrible stuff…
It was the combination of a free Saturday and an imminent trip to Afghanistan which made me finally respond to Mum’s persistent and increasingly stressed requests to come home and sort out all my abandoned stuff. Less stuff, more life, right? I’ve moved out yet again with everything I need for both practical and aesthetic…
This post was originally published with the title ‘Are we just here for a better life?’ on the Threads blog here. Click through to Threads to join the ensuing discussion there… 311 African migrants recently drowned seeking peace and safety in Europe. For once, there was public outcry, and the calls for justice and compassion…
It’s been a busy month with no time to write, so I’m migrating some old posts across from another blog that I thought I’d have the capacity to write as well. That was optimistic. This one was originally published on Breathe, a Christian network for simpler living. Enjoy! It started off so well. Two…
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