On April 5th, 2013 the last of three unimaginable days of my life came to be and pass. The first of those three was my wedding day, the second, the passing of my dear Annie and the third, the laying to rest of the body of my sweetheart, my best friend, my helper, my wife, my dearest of dearest, my Annie.
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Amazing Grace
That saved
A wretch like me
By His Grace
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For the past twelve years, tomorrow could never come soon enough. Continue reading
Mere curiosity and a recent conversation with a good friend prompted me to read CS Lewis’ ‘A Grief Observed’ – a series of personal reflections that he poured out over several notepads following the death of his dear wife, Joy Davidman, in 1960.
I write from within the thick centre of a very full month of ministry and it will most likely be another couple of weeks before I get time to write again. Continue reading
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Well, one more day and I fly back to England tomorrow. Yesterday afternoon I went with the cousins to sample Lake Geneva the best way. No, not on the overpriced yacht of a (probably) overpaid executive but rather in nothing … Continue reading
It’s 7:30am. I have before me, one cup of coffee, roughly one and half hours and two confessions.
“How are you doing?”
How am I doing? How am I doing in what, exactly? With regards to how I am doing without my Annie, it’s only been a couple of months since she was called home and away. But it feels like days and decades all at once.
It’s been two months to the day since my Annie was called home. Continue reading
Broken Chariots 