love
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I needed in me, what God used to be.
Those of you who have followed my writing for a while have either read or endured a few pieces from me about my faith, notably my evangelical upbringing and also more recently my stepping back from going to church. Trying… Continue reading
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To the Shadows, Stranger and Friend
Do I dare take myself into my own shadows? It won’t be a walk on the brightside Far from the lights into the wild spaces The lost areas Do I Dare? What am I afraid of? What might find me… Continue reading
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Love feels Strong
This piece could be written in a number of ways, from a number of starting points. But I want to keep it brief. And I want my heart to write to you. It arrived to me as I was writing… Continue reading
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There are no shortcuts.
I had expectations for today. Last Saturday I was working, today I am not. When I was out walking during the week I was talking to a dog walker who was telling me about the Otters in Darlington on the… Continue reading
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Love; the healer, today and forever
It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter if your heart feels heavy wounded, broken, or hard It doesn’t matter if you are acceptable or powerful It doesn’t matter if you are in prison or free It doesn’t matter what you have… Continue reading
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Morning Fire
The darkest of blue skies awaits the coming fire. Expectant. The Earth will turn, the Sun will soon show itself. Turning moment by moment Sun peeking. Making its presence known Making its warmth felt Making its colour radiate Fire within,… Continue reading
James Ballantyne 