Life

‘The service is about to start – but you can stay and sit at the back if you like.’ The voice came from a black robed Priest who, glancing up, I saw walking towards me.

I had been visiting a historic church building in England not fully realising that a service was about to start – possibly because there were only two older people sitting on pews in the vast building. Continue Reading

In the place of darkness it is often very difficult to see any light at the end of the tunnel. To be consumed by darkness is a terrible thing – yet even in our darkest hour the music of hope can be heard in the background if we strain to listen. Continue Reading