This year I have joined 52 Frames as a way to both stretch my photography, but also to further my own discipline to see differently. As soon as the New Year turned I found myself reading and writing for an essay, and I was completely inspired by Zoë Bennett's Using the Bible in Practical Theology... Continue Reading →
In the second week of our photography challenge I was aiming to see the world through God's lens - I often try this prayerfully, and get captivated by small details, rather than overly concerned with aspects which frustrate or dishearten me...my heart has been absolutely gladdened by the simple things this week!
These photographs represent the first week of our Advent Photography Challenge - where is God in these photographs? Where is the anticipation of Advent? What words do they make you think of?
Today is the first Sunday of Advent...a time where we begin to watch and wait for the light and hope that the Christ-child brings as God with us. It's a time of anticipation and expectation; a time of journey with change around the corner...these themes seem to be important for such times as these. Watching... Continue Reading →
This week I have been humbled and encouraged by the vast number of #BeautifulStories people have shared on Twitter. These are not just stories though; rather, they are testimonies to the ways in which God has created them, and how they have flourished once they realised that. “Be who God meant you to be and... Continue Reading →
I'm not sure whether this is just me, but I have began this week so weary, tired beyond that which sleep can remedy. Earlier in the week I picked up my camera and put on my wellies to walk, pray and meet God, in need of a refreshment which only comes from God. I felt... Continue Reading →
Remembering This week I have been reminded of the importance of stopping and being attentive, noticing the echoes of God in the world around. The last few weeks have been somewhat hectic as I have tried to get settled into my new parishes, and get to know people, amidst the strange times of social distancing.... Continue Reading →
In the spring, after being signed off as a curate and given permission to discern where God was calling me to next, my partner and I found ourselves driving round the villages of Yardley Hastings, Denton, Castle Ashby, Whiston and Grendon. This was surprising on a number of levels, not least because I had not... Continue Reading →