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A mollitious warmth stole through my inward parts this evening as I directed a river of red Italian wine down my throat. Although it was an...

… takes away the sin of the world. [Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] They went to Pilate’s palace with hazy accusation. It was the date to celebrate God’s rescue of the nation. … their trial of this man unjustly held – Christ Jesus, predicted Passover Lamb …

This is a true story, and readers, I was there… Every bank holiday at the end of May, the Gloucestershire village of South Cerney has a Duck Race, in...

1/5/25 Easter came in even more haste than usual, it seemed to Alfred, who liked, in recent years, to write something appropriate to this time of...

Having been accused of reckless driving, once we were working the whole morning and getting tired, Prof Sauer said call it a day for lunch I said “...

Tossing, restless … suddenly … ike a boat tossed by stormy riot … stillness …

Book of Job 17: My days are past, my purposes are broken off, I miss me. even the thoughts of my heart. The way I used to be. They change the night...

In a sea of grass In a sea of grass Waves made by the fierce wind Which suddenly subside I hide Where most can not easily see me To be seen means...

I'm sitting in the village bus shelter. It's twenty minutes before the bus is due, but its arrival times are as fluid as today's pouring rain, and as...