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StoryCat the End Jane Hyphen187 years 10 months ago
StorySo Sorry, My Abc Family :) prettyrose47 years 10 months ago
StoryJack Mutant - Which Way is Down (part 9) Jane Hyphen107 years 10 months ago
StoryMoon Flower skinner_jennifer97 years 10 months ago
StoryDREAMING Alice Hamilton147 years 10 months ago
StoryChanging Lanes on the Middleway - Poetry Monthly Philip Sidney117 years 10 months ago
StoryA bit of IP nonsense Rhiannonw87 years 10 months ago
StoryEugene and the Milky Way loquaciousicity67 years 10 months ago
StorySnowflakes Richard L. Prov...117 years 10 months ago
StoryMorning mist lifts Rhiannonw97 years 10 months ago
StoryA Season For a Skylight Melkur107 years 10 months ago
StoryWhile Waiting at the River Styx loquaciousicity47 years 10 months ago
Story-Keyhole Richard L. Prov...87 years 10 months ago
StoryFirst Snow skinner_jennifer227 years 10 months ago
StoryCoastal Range BC Richard L. Prov...57 years 10 months ago
StoryAlone Again loquaciousicity27 years 10 months ago
Storyleft over Di_Hard107 years 10 months ago
Storytime travelling Di_Hard287 years 10 months ago
Storyfirst day in senior school Di_Hard157 years 10 months ago
StoryDethroning ‘I’ Rhiannonw07 years 10 months ago
StoryWe Have Heroes Richard L. Prov...57 years 10 months ago
StoryCulture Vultures and Sour Grapes luigi_pagano107 years 10 months ago
StoryPeeping at the Borrowed Plumes Rhiannonw77 years 11 months ago
StoryWhere do Christmas Trees go to Die? Jane Hyphen77 years 11 months ago
StoryThursday's Stroll skinner_jennifer87 years 11 months ago

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My stories

A Personal BC to AD

B (for Before) — And then I heard his words … appealing grace … ran to regenerating warm embrace — A (for After)
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Well-connected

Two legs that carry me around, two arms … my eyes say, ‘Run!’ and legs get the message, and even …

on Psalm 92

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Each Sabbath day – a time to praise, sing to the Lord, Most High; and think of all his work and ways, which fill my heart with joy. Your faithfulness I would make known (your thoughts are so profound), and tell of all the love you’ve shown; but fools don’t understand: …

on Psalm 51

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] O God, Your Word shows me my failure, and your Spirit makes me feel how appalling my behaviour – which I can’t from you conceal. Cleanse …

Where did all our water come from?

… Their guess for this cooling sphere so hot doesn’t have a solution to how we have got these oceans so vast of this simplest solvent, their only suggestion that somehow it came by meteor or comet again and again impacts in their thousands battering the sphere … no ‘bang’ came from nowhere to make us appear …

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