My Travel Blogs:
Windsor long walk today with a mist and/ of memories.
I am going to start and end this post with ‘hope’. Paul speaking: ‘ Rejoice in hope, be patient in suffering/misery/hardship namely tribulation, be constant in prayer.’ Romans 12:12 Out of the mist you came after a 25km run, your last km walking to cool down and take in the view. Windsor castle in your outstretched arms. George IV’s gateway right in front. Today you ran for Cancer research. Your Gran Stratford died at 72 from ovarian cancer and there are so many who experience living with the big C. On…
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…and so I put them in a jug!
Moses speaking from long ago: ‘ Be strong and of good courage, fear not, nor be afraid for the Lord your God, He it is that goes with you. He will not fail you, nor forsake you.’ I liked that old word He won’t ‘forsake’ better than He won’t ‘ leave you lonely and sad.’ He won’t though He likes to be invited. … and so our friends brought us pink and white Asters. They were staying a couple of nights to go to Sue’s funeral. She had taught one of the four…
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Walking the Thames from Culham to Dorchester.
David speaking: ‘Show me Your ways, O LORD; teach me your paths. Lead me in your truth, and teach me: for You are the God of my salvation…’ Psalm 25: 4,5 This will be with my memories. Yesterday I was asked: When did you first walk here at Dorchester? This was the memory that came back to me. The sun was drawing a line in the West and a September harvest moon was rising. We had been walking for three hours, our two boys and their friend. The village of Dorchester…
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Four ‘impressions’ from travel
‘ I lift up my eyes to the hills – where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.’ Psalm 121: 1-2 We are still in Italy. This post is made up of four impressions the first stands alone the other three are connected to one subject, a church, and the third of the three is painful and personal. From the Waldensian valleys and mountains, we travelled through miles of well-irrigated corn their stalks knee-high, which then gave way to paddy fields.…
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Cambrai and Saint Quentin
I am looking at the decalogue starting at number 10. God speaking: ‘ Don’t covet your neighbour’s house, wife nor anything that belongs to your neighbour. ‘ Exodus 20:17 Sinful acts come from selfish desire. Two towns twenty-five miles apart in the north of France. First, a morning scene on a canal in Cambrai with a well equipped fisherman on the banks sitting silently and still. He was waiting for a catch we were soon to go into the town. We had been told about the cheese and boiled sweets, both…
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For my memories, a video, and a visit.
It is the last verse in Matthew. I will write 19 and 20 because it is interesting: Jesus speaking : ” Go and teach all nations, baptising them in the name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Ghost: Teaching them to observe all things I have commanded you: and I am with you always, even to the end of the world.” Amen. What a happy memory from long ago and a reminder of a good friend from Holland, if I remember correctly. Late this afternoon, I received some…
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A barrel full and leaking
There has been time to think today. No walking in the cold and rain. One seventh of seventy-two years ( the length of time my mother lived) is about ten years. Then I thought ten years to give God thanks for His loving kindness. The ten years spread out in the form of one day a week. One day a week to be present in His presence . As He was in the presence of humanity a long time ago. …’ and another Sabbath he went and taught and their question…
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Travel and talk.
When you travel, you talk to this one or that one who talks to you. I very rarely talk to anyone who doesn’t talk to me. Unless it is an information question, mostly beginning with where. So here is an example that got me thinking. Taxi driver: ‘Do you have children?’ Me: ‘Yes.’ Taxi driver:’ Do you have grandchildren ?’ Me: ‘Yes.’ Taxi driver: ‘Something is going to happen to the world in our time, our children’s time, or your grandchildren’s time.’ Me: ‘Why?’ Taxi driver: ‘The news! It is all…
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A Lyle syrup tin with roses.
Here is a story dated in the late 1960s ,inside a story dated 1883, inside a story that could have taken place between 1400- 1050 BC. Let us start with the story closest to our time. The time we left for Portugal. My last post before I left was Thyme and the two white roses that were linked to the birthday poem written for my sister. I washed out the empty syrup tin with affection as I had first seen this tin in my childhood home. Mum had made flapjacks with…
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The garden pond
Looking deep into our little garden pond where the new minature pond lily put up its first leaves to the surface in late summer, there lay a fish. One of three put in at about the same time as the pond lily. I felt colder than I was and stood still. No, it couldn’t be… A short time after we arrived home from Portugal, I experienced being unwanted as I interrupted what I think was the Heron removing a fish. On the surface of the pond, one fish looked ‘ bitten’…
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A memory visited eating ‘ Sopa de legumes.’/ Those green beans in a soup.
Jesus speaking: ‘The sower (Jesus himself) sows the Word (the words of the Bible in my mind and my mind is distracted). BUT the seeds fall where there are thorns: the deceitfulness of riches the worries of this world And the lust for other things These choke the Word / seed growing in my mind, and it becomes unfruitful.’ From a full parable Mark 4. My bit Mark4: 14,18,19. This, not by planning, is my third encounter with green beans. I added stringless green beans to my memories section, then those…
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A train ride that leads to…
Today in the late morning autumn mist we got on a full train. ” No reserved seat on our ticket, Sandy.” Said Roy. Then we were tipped off. ” You have 20 seconds to get on to the train behind. Out this door into the next.” “Still going to Manchester? ” I said with a rising voice. ” Yes, one train pulling another.” Perfect, this train had few passengers and just as comfortable. Oxford then Banbury sheep, two deer, cows shiny wet with flooded fields the greens, browns, yellow brown and…
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