Don’t give up on your dreams.

I wasn’t very academic at school.  I hated maths, science, PE and all the ‘practical’ subjects, but I loved to write. I have memories of sitting on the sofa at my aunt’s house in Yorkshire, clutching a brand new (deliciously blank) notepad and a pen. Something about that empty paper and all its possibilities really excited…

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When someone betrays you…

I remember the first time I was betrayed.  I was 11 years old and sat on the school bus when a boy in front, handed me a grubby, much-folded note scrawled in pencil.  Will you be my girlfriend?  (it said) (And underneath, some multiple choice answers) Yes.  No.  Maybe. I uhmed and ahhed for a…

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Are you worried?

A few weeks ago, I had a bad cough and cold which kept me stuck indoors for about a week.  Fast forward a month later, I was still feeling a bit ‘off’ so late one night, I decided to google. Now anyone who’s got a smidge of medical knowledge will tell you,never, ever Google medical…

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The end is nigh….or is it?

One of my favourite films is Armageddon. It’s cheezy and has a highly improbable plot; an asteroid is plummeting toward Earth and when it hits, all life will be wiped out instantly.  Meteor showers have already blitzed parts of Europe and it’s up to one man, the world’s best oil driller, Harry Stamper, to be trained…

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When God forgets you.

Joseph was a pretty good person – a bit of a big mouth at times, but overall he wasn’t a bad bloke, he just needed to curb the bad habit of blurting all his thoughts out loud. But, somehow or other, through a series of messy circumstances, he ended up in prison falsely accused of…

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Your life could change…today…

Isaac was an only child.  Well, he had a half brother, (an old family skeleton, they’d rather forget) but Ishmael was long gone now and Isaac was left at home with his elderly dad Abraham. His mum Sarah had died several years before. The family were wealthy landowners, had everything materially they could wish for, but Isaac was…

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A dirty old cross

It was a lovely, sunny Sunday afternoon and my dad and I were taking an elderly neighbour’s dog for a walk.   We were wandering along one of our favourite haunts – Pickerings Pasture – a long path, bordered on one side by the Mersey river, when we decided to walk down to the edge…

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First dates, emotional baggage and…Jesus.

I was in London last week and had a couple of hours to kill before catching my train home. So with book in hand, I nestled myself into the corner of a snug little coffee area and got stuck into my book and cup of Chai. I don’t make a habit of eavesdropping (usually) on strangers’…

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A soppy love story

I’ve been thinking this week about Ruth…the one in the Bible. I read the story again this morning and I was gripped…I tell you, those Bible writers knew how to tell a good yarn. Ruth was a survivor. She’d left her home to move in with her husband and his family. But one-by-one, her husband…

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If you’re dreading Christmas…

At work, we often get to interview people who’ve done remarkable things or who are deserving of something really special. Last week I got chatting to a lady who lost her baby daughter earlier this year, to a hideous, awful illness called Edwards Syndrome.  Her daughter lived for just 90 days. Despite having to care…

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