...until we finally see - for ourselves - who and what we really are.
“Of all all the needs (there are none imaginary) a lonely child has, the one that must be satisfied, if there is going to be hope and a hope of wholeness, is the unshaking need for an unshakable God."
“Is it cold?” asked an elderly couple standing in their anoraks on the sand.
Amongst the blackberries today, I found a little girl...
Not for who I thought I needed, or ought, to be, but for who I am and how I feel
I went to bed and found myself praying.