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StoryWestons Go West 15 The Party (The End) jeand410 years 1 month ago
StoryOn Losing a Lake socialeaf910 years 1 month ago
Story"I was blind but now I see!" Rhiannonw510 years 1 month ago
StoryWestons Go West 14 The end of a lot of things jeand410 years 1 month ago
StoryThe autistic boy pumadelta210 years 1 month ago
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StoryWestons Go West 13 -Part 2 jeand310 years 1 month ago
StoryAccess to God Rhiannonw410 years 1 month ago
StoryDress for the weather! Rhiannonw710 years 1 month ago
StoryTurnabout Rhiannonw810 years 1 month ago
StoryWestons Go West 13 -Part 1 jeand510 years 1 month ago
Forum topicLine Breaks johnshade110 years 2 months ago
StoryJumping to Conclusions (IP) Rhiannonw1410 years 2 months ago
StoryWestons Go West 12 More from Silverload jeand410 years 2 months ago
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StoryWestons Go West 11 Little Soldier jeand510 years 2 months ago
StoryTHE KING'S PANTALOONS moonphish610 years 2 months ago
StoryTaking the Risk – a bond repaired (IP) Rhiannonw1210 years 2 months ago
StoryWestons Go West 10 - Bits and Bobs jeand610 years 2 months ago
StoryWestons Go West 9 - Silverload jeand610 years 2 months ago
StoryNow Blooms the Magnolia Silver Spun Sand410 years 2 months ago
StoryWestons Go West 8 - The Good Shepherd jeand410 years 2 months ago
StoryWestons Go West 7 - Baby Ann jeand410 years 2 months ago
StoryDraw near, and pray Rhiannonw1310 years 2 months ago
StoryCatching the eye Rhiannonw1110 years 2 months ago

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He made his mark

First day at school, in a dazzled daze, instructions unheeded he disobeys, wandering around after lunch in a dream, drifting indoors, unnoticed,...

of Thorns and Sweat

When Adam sinned he had to sweat – his work a struggle – weed and thorn … When Jesus faced for us the cross he prayed in agony of sweat … One day we’ll have rich joy and peace, no troubles, thorns in work we do

Reaching

(photo 1) A stricken tree, its bones survive – grey, honed they reach, and taper high to poke the blue, like twisting roots upon the sky.

On the Road to Emmaus

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] They’re joined by one … – the risen corpse they talked about!

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