The weaving…

Blocked up window; well used door; a table for two…. the list could travel on for ever. Taken in a French village; simply showing some elements that captivated Helen and I.

The weaving together ‘of things’., which points us beyond the obvious to what lies ahead; just around the corner, in an ‘ordinary’ moment.

The door speaks of possibility and change and new dimensions. For me God is not a full stop, but an open book revealed to each of us in an utterly unique way. I want to sit on one of the chairs and invite Jesus to come and sit and talk and listen.

I would be lost for words, but will be filled with the love of God.


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