The middle

Sometimes I am so aware of the fragile and broken world we live in. It can be easy to forget that this isn’t the intended way of life, that there is hope beyond pain and suffering which we can’t understand. The end is known; the victory already won. God paid the price for death with […]

The jumble of life

There’s a whole bundle of thoughts running around my head, about contentment, motherhood, returning to studying, creativity, fading snow and meals I am loving. I don’t really know where to start with any of it or whether any of it really needs conveying into words.  One week today, at this time, I will be in […]

Guinea pig for breakfast?

‘I remembered my first visit as a green eighteen year old on a summer team, when I had seen poverty in person for the first time; meeting shoeless children in rags, and visiting families living in ramshackle homes cobbled together with plastic and bamboo had left an indelible impression. Seeing it in person was so […]