When the First Part of the Journey is Rest

I don't really like processing stuff.

This might come as a bit of a surprise to those of you that know me. I'm usually the one who's all "but you need to process. It's healthy. It'll do you more damage in the long run if you don't."

The one who's in the middle of learning how to help other people do that very thing.

Yeah.

On the surface, it probably looks like I do process pretty well. The thing is, I do. But I do it when it suits me. When it feels comfortable, and not too risky.

Safe. Cosy.

Useless.

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.

New Year, New Look New Books

I'm taking a quick break from my usual kind of posts to let you know about a couple of tweaks I've made to the blog over the Christmas break (Yep, I actually used some of my time productively!)

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.

Into the Wilderness

Several weeks ago, I started writing a post that I'd intended to share today as a kind of summing-up of the year.  I never quite managed to finish it. Now, if I'm honest, I'm glad I didn't.

Robbed of All the Good Stuff

I feel like I'm breaking the rules a little bit with this post.