Chamonix

Some Thoughts on Ache

Some Thoughts on Ache

When I sit, with my orange socks on, an arms length from the highest point in Europe, it thrills and pains me equally because I know, after a time, I have to leave. Down there my mind isn't this still, I don't feel this rapture, I'm not so overwhelmed by the extreme majesty of God's vast and creative expression.

But up here I am, and I can barely breathe. I'm overwhelmed. Desperate. Taken.

How To Live a Very Good Life

How To Live a Very Good Life

There are lots of reasons I drive myself so hard - perhaps you do the same - but wise, free women get to the bottom of that well asap, because it’s for freedom we were set free. We ought not be slaves to our made-up stories.

Ultimately, a good life is nothing more than a long series of days, deliberately made good. One after the other, strung together like pearls on a necklace. After years of this, you look back at what is, in fact, a very good life.

Notes from the French Alps - Intermissionary

Notes from the French Alps - Intermissionary

The Apostle Paul told the Romans that the invisible nature of God was discernible to us in and through the things He created. Like mountains, green meadows, waterfalls and forests. 

So if you are trying to reset your connection to God, or understand who He is in the first place, why not head somewhere like Chamonix, France like 18 of us are for the next two weeks?