With the passage of time I can now reflect on my experience with a degree of detachment and share some of the main stages that mark my journey through divorce. For me it was one of the most catastrophic events in my life and the journey through it could best be described as an emotional … Continue reading Journey Through Divorce
'Now the mind of the flesh [which is sense and reason without the Holy Spirit] is death [death that comprises all the miseries arising from sin, both here and hereafter]. But the mind of the [Holy] Spirit is life and [soul] peace [both now and forever].' (Romans 8:6 AMP) What is this saying? It says … Continue reading Two minds
This is the final part of the story about my relationship with my father. In many ways it has been the most difficult to write and yet it portrays the very essence of why I started this series. I hope I do it justice! One afternoon my phone rang. It was daddy. He was ringing … Continue reading Father and Daughter Part 3
I feel it is important to reiterate that these posts are a reflection of my own personal perspective. Despite his addiction, daddy was a very kind and generous man throughout his life and it is my sole aim, through these posts, to retell his truly inspirational story. My first letter to daddy was written in … Continue reading Father and daughter Part 2
Daddy... A wonderful man whom, to my eternal shame, I underestimated much of my life. He was a 'good man' at heart, with a spirit of generosity and kindness that is seldom found...although it took me many years to realise it. Looking back to when I was a child I have only a few memories … Continue reading Father and Daughter Part 1
Is it ever right to do the wrong thing? Or, for that matter, is it ever wrong to do the right thing? I hate grey! Grey mist, grey hair, grey areas. I hate them all. Life is so much simpler in black and white. The crisp naivety of black and white is fresh, it’s clear, … Continue reading Is It Ever Right To Do The Wrong Thing?
We have choices. God is not in the business of dictatorship, and so he affords us the freedom to choose. From the time of our creation he has shown us his way; let us taste and see that he is good; warned us of the consequences of following our own desires, yet left us to … Continue reading Broken To Live
There is a world outside my room. A world I used to know. It’s unfamiliar now. I can hardly remember it. These four walls are my world today. Two windows, curtains drawn, blinds closed. I seldom look out there now. Sometimes I see the sun dimly through layers of fabric and distorted misty eyes. A … Continue reading The World Outside My Room