It is 5 minute Friday in which I write feverishly for five short minutes, find a picture to fit my story and then post without reworking and rewording the entire thing before being brave enough to publish! This week the topic is … Continue reading
My Friday effusion of words in 5 minutes. The theme today is together, something I have both been greatly blessed with and am also missing all in a single week. Go: Alone at work in the middle of the night. … Continue reading
I was tempted to skip my usual eucharisteo post this week, then read this today: The Most Exquisite Pleasure I Have Ever Had Giving thanks – as much and as often as we can for as many things as we can … Continue reading
As I left the hospital after my daughter was born I wanted to shout, run, jump, dance. Life had changed forever, this kid who lived in my skin was now a Dad! Continue reading
And behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind tore the mountains and broke in pieces the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. And after the wind an earthquake, but the … Continue reading
The hardest thing about having strength is not using it. Controlling strength is particularly important for fathers of small children, outbursts of strength around young children is devastating to them, whether the outburst is physical, verbal or emotional. My own … Continue reading
This morning I was literally given a beautiful gift, which in my semi-awake, cold-clogged grumpiness I fobbed off, telling a nine-year-old artist to put her offering on the kitchen bench unviewed. I have been thinking, reading and writing lately about … Continue reading
My beloved wife is away on a well-earned break this weekend (if you call walking all day with a pack on your back a ‘break’!), so I am attempting to look after our three children. It did take me a … Continue reading
While I do a very imperfect job of it, I am a Dad and I love each of my children very, very much. My biggest fear is that something bad might happen to them – if anything bad is to … Continue reading
My 4-year-old daughter helped me carry and stack firewood on Saturday. She saved me several trips back and forth by making numerous trips carrying a single piece of wood each time. Then she saved me from fumbling with fat, gloved … Continue reading
