life is a parable

We can all have relationship ‘baggage’ … mental, emotional, and relational scars from past relationships.

Relationships are like soil; they need to be cultivated and kept free from weeds …

My new phone had arrived, always a good moment. I carefully peeled the protective plastic from the screen and marvelled at its sleek lines.

What makes a city beautiful? Opinions vary. But for me, one of the greatest contributing factors are the green spaces that break up its urban sprawl.

Every few months my power washer comes out to blast away the algae, lichen and moss that relentlessly build up on the paths around our house.

An envelope arrived in the mail that immediately piqued my interest. It was unexpected for a start, hand-written which is unusual these days, and it wasn’t my birthday.

The whole point of looking in a mirror is to get a true image of yourself. What you see speaks back to you, it has a voice, it speaks a word.

‘Have you put the bins out?’ has been the question on bin-collection day for as long as I can remember.

My car has an annoying ‘ding’. It’s somewhere between a ‘chime’ and a ‘beep’ but neither.