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Spring blossoms: Mayflowers and new Junes.
The April before I turned 27, I hopped on a National Express and relocated 2 hours away from the first place I called home in England, for a better job, a better life. In retrospection, there are no regrets but… Continue reading
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Oh, please call back
I am scared. A bone-numbing, chilling kind of fear. The type that flashes light before your eyes while you come up for air only to pull you down in its roaring waves threatening to submerge your frame with its hopes… Continue reading
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So…, I coloured my hair!
Under normal circumstances, this should not be news but you see, I was raised ultra-conservative by a Scripture Union, John-Wesley-methodism mummy. My formative years was inundated with threats of the great white throne judgement whenever I fell short, which was… Continue reading
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Tears, Hope and God’s Sovereignty
Hey Beloved, This is my safe space and I can be vulnerable right? The past few weeks has been a rough ride! I have cried. I mean drooling-snot level of crying. This could be triggered by something as little as… Continue reading
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Solo hike to Fairburn Ings
Spring blossoms are slowly giving way to sunflowers, nature and science, hand to ear, follow the sound of God’s voice to welcome May. The landscape in my corner of England has been breath-taking. I am constantly in awe! E be… Continue reading
