Take My Hand

#MarcsEternityTips #WomenAlone #Jesus #Hope

I’m at a service station on the M5, there is a woman sat outside on the kerbside.

She is holding a cardboard sign in front of her shawl-covered knees. The sign reads M50-Cardiff.

Multiple cars and lorries pass her by, likewise motorbikes and camper vans, each without a glance in her direction.


There is a long queue at Costa Coffee, yet the logjams at the alternative vendors are equally elongated, hence, I have settled for Costa, I rather enjoy their decaffeinated coffee and it is getting late.

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Cold Feet And Drawbridges

#MarcsEternityTips #Forgiveness #Peace #Mercy #God
The mornings arrived, but I’m not ready!

Its not yet daylight and my room is rather cold.


Lets talk about you for a minute, yes you!

How are you doing? . . . Seriously how are you ‘really’ doing?

I ask because, last night a friend and I began a discussion pertaining reconciliation, about letting those who caused us pain or let us down in the past, back into our lives.

As we talked a few other friends arrived and the conversation became meaty. Veins protruded from tense neck muscles, as past hurts were summoned to mind and distant injustices re-calibrated.

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A Fathers Love

#MarcsEternityTips #God #love #Father

Im sat consuming a coffee and a little piece of chocolate in a busy deli-eatery. The chocolate I am consuming is an easter egg reduced to half-price by a shop who’s marketing strategy failed to maximise revenue from the crucifixion.

There is a young boy, no older than 6 years of age sat at a table close to where I am located. He is sat with his father and is striving to engage him in child like activity, in a historical game derived from the nursery rhyme ‘pat-a-cake’. He is persistently wrestling with the clasped hands of his father trying to pry them apart for play.

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Too Tired To Fight


#Fight #God #Life

Work was a real chore today.

It was as if all the joyful components had been removed, leaving me with the acute sense that this is ‘hard work’.

At first I considered the early hour to be the rationale for my uncomfortableness, yet I have functioned admirably on many occasions in this time zone.

 So, how can this be? how can one day be so unlike the previous day? how can two days be so unhinged?

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No worries!. . .

#Peace #God #Life #Hope

I’m sat drinking a container of decaffeinated coffee, the barista didn’t leave enough room for the milk so it is rather strong.

However, its taste is not unpleasant.


Do you ever have those moments, where, when you sit down, you physically feel your entire body relax? Its as if it has been waiting for a chance to stop, to breathe, to be absolutely still?

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Mesmerising. . .


I sit reflecting on bye-gone days and I am mesmerised!. . .

You see,a few days ago a learned man, during a conversation, stated that though I may move to distant shores, the LORD has planned every step of the way!. . .

Although the statement was brief and immersed in a variety of additional topics the impact of those words reverberated around my mind for days.

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Who’s Child Are You?

#Child #love #God

Who’s child are you?. . .

The suns almost set, and the days almost over, I’m sat outside its almost silent and the cat is patiently waiting to be fed. . .

Its quaint how the cat is fully attentive when feeding time comes around meowing as if it was starving widening it’s eyes as if some unseen hands were squeezing it’s intestine making its eyes protrude!. . .very strange!

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