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Thinking Time

His deviousness discovered – transactions ‘all in white’ that should have been invisible, they’d coloured into sight. He’d tried to pass the blame...

Productive Word

[Continuing the idea of a hymn for Sundays] As rain comes down on earth and causes plants to grow, God’s word accomplishes the things he’s saying will be so.
Cherry

Me?

Charcoal-smudged swirls – a holiday quick-sit, no time given to fidget or stiffen the grin – … more alive than old photos …

The Begwns*

… dramatic northern scarps of the Black mountains and Brecon Beacons …

Through turmoil …

[Continuing the idea of a hymn for Sundays] Our God is our refuge, our shelter and strength, he’s with us wherever we are; he does not demand we...

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