Say the Word (Part I)

Going into the new year, one thing I wanted to do was ask God for a word for me for 2015 [and I wrote a tiny bit more about that on New Year's Day]. Just like last year, I got two. This year, they are passion and restoration.

I want to expand on both of them in time, but I don't think it's right to write anything about restoration, yet. Not so early on in the year. Anyway, I get the feeling that one's 100% down to God - and I'm happy to leave it to him. His plan will be far better than anything I have in mind, anyway. But I'm looking forward to telling the stories.

Back to the Bench

Some of you might remember a post I wrote last year about one of my favourite places to spend time: one particular bench in the park near where I work.

High Resolution

Happy New Year!

It's that time of year when everyone, everywhere seems to be chattering away about New Year's Resolutions. People promising that This Is The Year they will finally lose weight/exercise more/save more money/write that novel/learn the ukulele (delete as appropriate).

While all that might not be everybody's cup of tea, New Year's Day does always seem like a good time to think about the year ahead, and what might be to come.

Why I've Decided It's OK To Feel Festive in November

It's that time of year again.

The nights are rapidly drawing in. Jack Frost has paid his first visit of the season, making the roads glisten and the pavements sparkle. The scent of bonfire smoke is dying away, and fireworks no longer (or at least rarely) illuminate the sky. Coke, John Lewis and now Sainsbury's have all started their battle for the crown of the best festive TV ad. The last remnants of autumn have fluttered away, making way for winter.