One of the things I loved the most about studying at a university on Scotland’s beautiful northern coastline, was having long, long summer days. During May, the month we finished up classes and sat our exams, the sun would hang around in the sky until after 10 p.m. The light lingered long after the coffee shops…
My favourite thing about our city flat is its south facing balcony. I love the expanse of sky you can see sitting out here. I love that you can see the distant line of woodland-topped hills beyond the edge of the city to the west. I love that in the winter the sun rises behind…
When I was seventeen, our church youth group was allowed to lead one of the evening services. We came from two small traditional Anglican churches in neighbouring Oxfordshire villages, but we’d been spending our Easter and summer vacations at massive charismatic youth camps, sleeping in tents for short hours in between all night worship sessions…
We took a photo for the first time that Sunday afternoon, eight weeks ago. I’d always imagined I’d do a photo with the pregnancy test, like the many I’ve seen on Pinterest—the ones where nine months later that little piece of plastic is replaced with a baby. But the two tests I did were the…
“There aren’t any needs here.” That’s what we heard over and over when we moved to Luxembourg. Regularly hitting the top three richest nations in the world (by GDP), Luxembourg is a beautiful and pristine little country, snuggled between Belgium, France and Germany. From first impressions, it certainly looks like there is not much wrong…
I get my love of cathedrals from my dad. I can’t walk past one without feeling the tug within me to step inside, walk the cloister and the aisles, step down into the crypt. There’s something about the history held in those stone walls, the myriad individuals who have walked across the same flagstones before…
