Getting forms filled in and registered can be the dullest business. And then this most beautiful little cameo played out in front of my eyes. She had brought some make up in a packet and set out to make Granny beautiful. Granny was beautiful already but she wanted her...

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Anna was very old and at the age of 84 had been a widow for 7 years. "She never left the temple but worshipped night and day, fasting and praying"(Luke 2:37). Here we were in Oslo making new friends - see pics. And while I knew that my heart was not like Anna's I did...

"Yipee - it's Friday!" And so it is! How wonderful are those moments when we have a spring in our step - we can't explain why - but we don't need to. There may be nothing in the circumstances as we look around us to make us skip but we do anyway. Why? Because inside...

Frenzy, frazzle, fret. And then we find a pic like this. And now we think of serenity, togetherness, shalom. The charm of it melts away stress. Peace decends and we strive to be really deeply still. And then it is that we are one with God. Without that deepest place...

In 2005 Teri takes me round Washington. We have been students together at Regent University and I'm on my way to Virginia Beach to start a new course. We pull up beside the Ptomac River. I'm fascinated by three statues emerging from the ground. The first if of a face,...

Piping in the haggis on Burns night. We had a lovely evening here in our communal home, with cockalekee soup, ale pie, tartan veggies, trifle and chocolate haggis - for those who didn't attempt haggis in its pure form! To our delight we identified our Cameron tartan...

I promised myself I would not post a video of this again. But Bloubergstrand so enchanted me on our walk this morning that how, I ask you, could I not? What was not enchanting was the delay of eleven cargo carriers in the bay waiting to go into harbour. But how...

This dark place just gets darker. If I mention Eskom every South African understands. My heart aches for those who are already finding it tough beyond measure, even before prices begin to soar even more. And then I remember I am God's project. There is no gloom too...

It is the end of 1963 and Jeanette and I take liberties with our uniforms on our very last day of school. Many years have slipped by since then and in each of those we have each known a tender steering unfaltering hand - Jesus never left us nor forsook us, whatever...