I was walking by the Tees today. We used to often walk by the Tees when I was studying for Ministry at Durham. That would be about ten years ago.
It reminded me of a few things that I learnt back then.
That time is like a river.
That a river is never the same twice.
That I have learnt far more about God from landscape than from lectures.
That some truths are better felt than said.
Time, like an ever rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day.
December 2017
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