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. Today has been full of prayer, jam packed full … Continue reading Day 8: Prayer
Breathing in and out…
So with my feet up and five minutes to chill I thought I would reflect a bit on my day... I've just got back from Chesham where I had the most unusual task of taking the place of a Cardinal as speaker as he has flown off to Rome as the Catholic Church chooses another … Continue reading Breathing in and out…
be the light 