Day 10: loved 

When I was five my parents moved to the UK from Zululand where they had been missionaries for 16 years. I’m embarking on a kind of pilgrimage to visit for the first time the place I was born and the places my mum and dad ministered.    A couple of years ago the Edinburgh festival ‘voted…

I am loved

A couple of weeks back I did something new. I painted at a conference during the ‘worship time.’ You know, that time the band lead those gathered in songs of worship for 30 minutes or so. For me, to paint at that time was a liberating experience. To express my thanks and love to God…

I am loved

Just a quick post on a creative approach to telling people they are loved. Last week I worked with ‘Hope Revolution’ to put into practice bringing the Fathers love to people in the city centre of Leicester. Not just talk about it, but actually doing something! Interestingly, even though this was programmed most people thought…