Goodbye to my Girls

A fox visited my hen house


Can Man Become God? – Part 3.

If our inheritance from our life is to become like God, what might that inheritance look like?

Boxes In the Attic

My wife and I had reason to empty out our loft of all the old boxes that we’ve stored up there over the years. As we worked to get the boxes down, they just kept on coming. Dozens of boxes. There were so many memory boxes and things we’d put there till we could get…

My Mother

It’s Mothers day here in the UK, or to be more correct for my pedantic friends, Mothering  Sunday. This was the one day each year that the serving staff were given off so they could go home and visit their mothers. Well that means that I’ve had to let all the staff go to their respective…