It was lovely to have a few days in the Loch Lomond and Trossachs National Park late in September, and although it was at the start of the Autumn season, the weather was more like a good day in summer here in Scotland!
We were staying in a beautiful little cottage at Gartmore, just a one hour’s drive from Glasgow, so this opened up to us some of our favourite haunts, and no surprise then, when I say we took lots of photos.
After a good night’s rest we headed for the ‘three loch forest drive,’ which you enter at the summit of the ‘Duke’s Pass’. It is a restricted area and to gain access there is a £3.00 charge at the entrance barrier. Speed is restricted to 10mph so it is a beautiful relaxed drive, with lots of stopping places, and walks and seats, and a picnic area with toilet facilities. We like to go in August when the heather is out, but the changing colours in the Autumn, in the trees and hedgerows made us think that September too, was also a great choice! So here’s a few pics from our Forest Drive.
Loch Reoidhte< Loch Drunkie >< Forest walk – Loch Drunkie >The old Achray farmSome fine goats around!Loch Achray with Ben Venue in the background
As we left the forest drive trail we were very near to Loch Katrine so we had a walk and seat by the side of the loch, and before dinner took some sunset photos at the Lake of Menteith. Here’s some more photos.
< Loch Katrine >Lake of Menteith< Port of Menteith Parish Church ^Lake of Menteith
On our final day we had an early morning visit to Kinlochard, and in the afternoon a drive over the hill to Callendar and the Woollen Mill there. Now some final photos!
< On the Road to Kinlochard >Loch VenachurMemorial Chair KinlochardLoch VenachurCoffee time!Well fed Highland cow.The Duke’s PassMother and daughter.Another sunny morning in Gartmore!Time to relax.Kinlochard
At the Woollen Mill we smiled when we noticed they were selling bags of food to allow the tourists to feed the Highland cows! There is always someone with a novel idea for making a bob or two 🙂
Well it was nice to be away for a few days, without listening to the news bulletins, with their daily dose of bad news. and being able to eat out in the relaxed ‘Faerie Tree Restaurant’ in Aberfoyle in the early evening. Time then for a good read and another cup of tea before bed.
At that time I was reading Justin Brierley’s book ‘The Surprising Rebirth of Belief in God: Why New Atheism grew Old, and Secular Thinkers are considering Christianity again”. Early in the book he was quoting from the poem by Matthew Arnold – “the interesting thing about the sea of Faith is there’s no reason why it can’t come back in. The sea doesn’t only withdraw you know, it’s the point of tides.”
This is not the place for a book review, but I would recommend it, as it covers a wide range of topics which the writer believes points to a firm foundation for belief and faith in God.
Today I’ll close with a lovely Christian hymn speaking about the God of Creation.
Hope you enjoy the photos and this beautiful video.
So I wish you God’s blessing wherever you are, thanks for coming on to the blog, and I hope you’ll come again. You may like to subscribe.
QUEEN ELIZABETH UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL GLASGOW – In my last blog, I was telling you something about our holiday to the island of Tiree and our day trip to Loch Katrine, and then finished up by telling you of my hospital experience after having had a stroke. There have been many reports regarding problems at the QEUH since it was opened 10 years ago at a cost of around £575 million pounds, along with negative reports of the NHS in Scotland generally. I thought I would just like to add my ‘tuppence worth’ as a ‘stroke patient’ who last had a stay in hospital approximately 75 years ago!
It was around 3am when I had my stroke, and my wife was quick to dial 999, and the ambulance arrived within 10-15 minutes. A quick assessment and soon I was on my way to QEUH Stroke Unit where I received immediate attention. A few scans later I was given a cocktail of pills and transferred to a ward. The following morning after a visit from two physiotherapists I was moved to the stroke rehabilitation centre.
During my stay there I was impressed by what I observed, and blessed by the empathy and care of the nursing staff, and all the associate professionals along with, caterers, cleaners, and porters. I was truly well looked after, but not “molly coddled” and was encouraged to do for myself, the things I was able to do. The Physio / Occupational Therapy team were excellent, and had access to a well equipped gym and ‘mock up’ kitchen. There was also an arts class, and film night(s) which were great in helping people to take their mind off their current problems. Visitors were allowed and welcomed throughout the day, and some patients were allowed out to walk or in wheelchairs to enjoy the sunny weather. In my mind I was scoring this 10 out of 10!
During my stay, and since coming home I have been blessed with many visitors, including visits from two new great grandsons, but unfortunately don’t have pictures of them all. Here is a selection of smiling faces who came to encourage and pray.
Home again!This came with two lovely ‘voice’ messages xxUncompleted Art!
While in hospital I was asked if I would like to take part in some research programmes, so after some discussion signed up for ‘The Pheonix trial’, which sounded really interesting. The study seeks to discover how our genes respond to different medication and if tailoring medicine to each individuals genes could lead to better outcomes, and save money by not providing medicines that are not giving the results intended. You can read more about it here – phoenix.gla.ac.uk
The local Stroke ‘Physio Team’ have also been excellent since I came home, so I have and am, being well cared for.
Well life has slowed down a bit, but we have been enjoying the garden, and some local trips and walks in beautiful weather, since I last blogged, so here are some pics.
Me and one of my great granddaughters‘Jackmani’ Clematis’Time for a coffee!the bee loving “Scabious’The side gate!Iris‘T rose”Hosta‘Floribunda Rose with greenhouse and potato bags in background<Roukenglen our Local Park>‘Snapdragon”‘T rose”‘Snapdragon”Tomatoes and Cucumbers doing wellA willing helper in the greenhouseTomatoes and Cucumbers doing wellApple tree looking promising.First bag of potatoes harvested.Garden holding its own.An early crop at a near-by farm.
In this blog I tell something of the trials and joys of life, and of the many loving and helpful people we meet along life’s journey. Not just family and personal friends, although they all so kindly gathered around to help in a multitude of ways, far beyond the call of duty, but also of so many others, whom until recently I had never met. It was moving to watch the nursing care given to other patients, for example, the 90 year old man being given a shave, and after shave lotion rubbed into his face, and made to feel comfortable. Later to see the equipment that was available to lift him out of bed into a wheel chair, where he was wrapped up for a walk to the hospital garden. Wow! I wonder how things might change for the sick, weak and those feeling emotional and vulnerable, also between doctors and patients, as and when the ‘Assisted Dying’ bill becomes law.
As a Christian, I believe that life is a gift from God, and that he created mankind in his own image, in the image of God he created them, and so love and compassion for others is readily expressed in so many ways within society. But recent bills in the Houses of Parliament regarding the killing of the unborn child and the assisted dying bill I feel strongly opposed to. Surely we need to listen to the pleas for the unborn child, and provide more palliative care for the dying..
So does God care about you? Absolutely! Before Jesus Himself was betrayed, or heard the mob cry ‘away with Him we will not have this man to reign over us‘, before he heard the judge say ‘I find no fault in him‘, but was nonetheless handed over to be crucified, He spoke these words.
“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going.” Thomas said to him, “Lord, we don’t know where you are going, so how can we know the way?” Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. John 14:1-6
I came to Jesus as a child, but it is never too late to come. Have you come?
Here is a prayer you could pray – Dear Heavenly Father, I confess that I am a sinner, and believe that your Son the Lord Jesus Christ died for my sins on the cross. I believe that you God raised him from the dead. I now repent of my sin and receive Jesus into my life, and confess Him as my Saviour and Lord. Amen
If you prayed that prayer, welcome to the family of God. John the Apostle says – Yet to all who did receive him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God — children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband’s will, but born of God. John 1:12, 13.
A song to sing along.
If you have been supporting me in prayer, or have sent a card or message, then a huge thank you, and if you are one of my subscribers again a big thank you for following along life’s road with me.
Wherever you are I trust this finds you well, I’m always glad to hear from you
It seems no time at all since the end of April, when we were on holiday in the beautiful island of Tiree off the west coast of Scotland. Soon we were out and about on our various trips to many of our favourite picnic haunts, in some glorious Spring weather.
Now looking back I reflect on all that has happened since, which has caused us to re-evaluate our new circumstances and to ponder on how quick life can change. Before I expand on that let me share some photographs of our adventures in Springtime.
Yes we had an amazing holiday in Tiree, the weather was cool but beautifully sunny almost every day. We enjoyed slowly driving around the island and walking on the white sandy beaches and taking in the breathtaking beauty which surrounded us. It was the lambing season and signs of new life were everywhere, in the flowers, birds and young lambs and calves. Here are some photos, first showing our journey by car from Glasgow to Oban.
Loch Long at ArrocharLoch Fyne at InveraraySt Conan’s KirkSt Conan’s KirkSt Conan’s KirkSt Conan’s KirkOban HarbourGanavan Sands – Oban
We had a night’s bed and breakfast in Oban and next morning caught the early morning ferry to Tiree via the Isle of Coll.
Passing Lismore Lighthouse at dawnLeaving CollArrive Tiree
A week’s stay in Tiree was as usual a week of peace and tranquility, and somehow we always manage to enjoy many sunny days. Yes it was April, with still a cold wind so you need to dress appropriately. Too many photos to show, but here are some of this years favourites.
Good morning Tiree!Gott BaySkarmish< Balemartine >VaulBalephetrishVaul BayVaul BaySt Kenneth’s ChurchBallevullinTime to go homeBalevullin
The following weekend was the May Spring holiday here in Scotland, and we had been kindly given some vouchers for sailing on the ‘Sir Walter Scott Steamship’ on Loch Katrine in the Trossachs area, within the National Park. We awakened to a beautiful morning with cloudless blue sky, and soon made our way across the Duke’s Pass to Loch Katrine. I am sure you will never get a better day than that day. The weather was absolutely glorious, this is a day trip highly recommended..
Loch Katrine taken from the new viewpoint just above the pier
The Sir Walter ScottSailing on calm watersHeading for Stronachlachar< Arriving at Stronachlachar >Time for the return journeyThe Captain’s ‘guard dog’ 🙂Walk to Viewpoint.Ready for the next trip!
The following day was not so exciting as after our Tiree week and our sail on Loch Katrine, I had to catch up with all the mail that had accumulated during our absence, so it was the day of sitting at the computer. That night at around 3am I had a stroke and was hospitalised for nine nights.
Thankfully I am well on the way to recovery, and again, thankfully my speech and mind were not affected; mostly my left arm and leg which are now functioning well, so I am hopefull that I can make a full recovery.
However, some things that come your way in life, bring you up with start. I had often been told that I was very fit for my age, and after my holiday and trip to Loch Katrine I certainly was feeling very well. Then as I lay in bed in hospital I was reminding myself of the verse in the book of Proverbs that says ‘Do not boast about tomorrow, for you do not know what a day may bring.’ Prov. 27:1. whew, how true! All these summer plans were now on hold.
I have had many encouragements from family and friends near and far, in the way of visits, text-messages, cards, flowers, food and fruit juice, and even someone arriving at our door to help in the garden. So if you are one of those who are reading this, let me say a huge THANK YOU!
As a Christian I am truly appreciative for the many prayers spoken from my local Church family, and indeed from so many others around the world to our God and Father on my behalf. I believe that the progress made to date is in many ways an answer to them. I’m also thankful for the many Bible thoughts and verses sent and spoken to me, they are such an encouragement. Here’s just one:- ‘May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.’ Rom.15:13
Yes, truly this is our sure hope in Jesus Christ and what he has promised to those who trust in Him, whether in life or death. I said to someone recently who had kindly wished me ‘all the best’ – thank you, but whatever happens, the best is yet to be‘- this is the Christian hope.
My stroke certainly got me thinking, and perhaps has got YOU thinking too? As I write news has just come in of 21 people involved in a balloon disaster in Brazil, first reports of 13 killed. The recent ‘AIR India’ disaster saw just one survivor out of 242 people on board. HOW SAD. It’s good to be ready don’t you think? Here’s a song that is special to me – have a listen
Matthew
PS: There has been much criticism of the NHS. Next time I would like to tell you of my experience.
I have been saying to my wife recently that ‘we dont seem to be getting out and about so much these days‘, then I look at my photographs and think we are doing not too bad 🙂
The weather here has been a mix of frosty days, cold, damp, fog and gales and trorrential rain and with some lovely days in between. But what’s new? This is winter and this is Scotland!
Here are some photos of a trip we did on one of the better days in early February. Try and guess where we have been! It get’s dark around 5pm at this time of year, but it’s amazing where you can get to in just a few hours from Glasgow. We love this quiet glen in Argyllshire, shown below, it is just so peaceful and so beautifully designed.
< Glen Douglas >Glen Douglas Glen Douglas
From there we travelled to the end of the Gareloch where we turned right and drove over the hills to Cove and Kilcreggan on the Firth of Clyde. Later we headed home via Dumbarton and the Erskine Bridge, arriving just before dark.
Descending to Loch Long from Glen DouglasLooking back to GarelochLoch Long near CoveLoch LongGarelochKilcreggan PierAlmost sunset on the Clyde
If you would prefer something more sedate and cultural with a nice tea-room you would love a visit to The ‘Burrell Collection’, a beautiful museum set within Pollok Park on the South-side of Glasgow. It is visited by people from around the world. It’s a while since we were last there, but yesterday we spent the afternoon in the park and in the museum, and asked ourselves as we left, ‘why don’t we come here more often’? Here are some photos that may whet your appetite for a visit! The photographs below are just a small fraction of all that is on view!
St Catherine of Siena 1400-1500 ADA well stocked shop.
The stunning creativity and ingenuity of humankind displayed within the museum, and the museum itself, is incredible and a joy to behold. All this within the beauties of our amazing planet and our incredible universe and solar system.
I then come home and listen to the nightly news bulletin – POW! I ask myself ‘what has gone wrong’? Internationally, nationally, locally, and within families and within me. How come? We can send a man to the moon, voyagers 1 and 2 to interstellar space, invent complex computers and mobile telephones, create the world wide web, discover ways and medicines to cure countless diseases, go to great lengths to save pets and endangered speices …BUT! …. I remember going to N.Ireland on business for the first time during the troubles . The chap who met me said, Welcome Matthew we are a friendly bunch of people here, the only problem is we still kill each other! Yea, just like people all around the world by bombs, guns, knives and words! Our prisons are bursting at the seams here in Scotland, so much so we are releasing prisoners early to make room for others. What is wrong with us?
If you are like me, we are having many charity letters through the door these days asking for help … for Congo, Sudan, Ukraine, West and Central Africa, The Middle East, …….. for those with leprosy, blindness, hunger, thirst, starvation …. all appealing for help. Meanwhile the UK Government today announced the Overseas Aid Budget will be reduced to increase our spend on defence. Mmm…
We should try to do better we say, but in spite of our best intentions it always seems to fall short. The Bible says in fact that all of us have sinned and fall short! Short of our own standard, and short of God’s standard.
At my church we work our way systematically around the books of the Bible. Last Sunday we were looking at The Gospel of John – Chapter three. The chapter that contains the words of Jesus, when he said “You must be born again”. How can you be born again when you are old the hearer asked…. but Jesus’ answer to him is essential to solving the problem of mankinds sin. If you would like to know how it is possible for you and I to be born again, log-on here and listen to pastor Colin Adams unpack these words of Jesus. Our eternal destiny depends on it. The sermon on the video below starts at 38.30 minutes in. I hope you find it helpful.
As always always – happy to have your feedback.
Greetings from Scotland, wherever you are – Matthew
This year we spent the first day of January with family and friends at Skelmorlie on the Clyde coast, at the home of my son Allan and wife Jacqui. The best of cuisine in the best of company. On the second day of January we met again at the Glasgow Royal Concert Hall for ‘The Messiah’ presentation by the Scottish National Orchestra and Chorus – absolutely beautiful and inspiring! To finish the day we had a tour around the centre of Glasgow to see the ‘Christmas lights’ before they were dismantled for another year! The following sunny but frosty day we made a visit to my daughter and son-in-law at Gartmore, and finally at the end of that first week we met with friends for our annual church day of prayer. Whew, yes a busy start! Photos follow.
A peaceful New Year;s Day with family and friends.Sunset at SkelmorlieThe log fire< 2nd January – Just time to catch the Christmas lights in Glasgow >Handel’s ‘Messiah’ at Glasgow’s Royal Concert HallTruly inspired at the ‘Messiah’Winter by Robert Burns The wintry west extends his blast, And hail and rain does blow;, the stormy north sends driving forth ..The blinding sleet and snow;Beautiful Gartmoreon a stary starry night!I also managed a very cold walk in the local park.First icicles of the year.
Other special big events so far this year, included a trip to hospital with my wife who was having the first of two cataracts removed from her eyes. Thankfully she is already seeing much clearer and sharper in the one eye as a result. Also, we received news that our grand-daughter Lindsey and husband Jamie had presented us with another new great-grandson named Finn. Mother and child both well and now at home.
On a sadder note we have said our farewells on this earth to a number of our older family members and friends during the last few weeks. But we await with hope a reunion in a day to come in the presence of our risen and exalted Lord Jesus Christ.
A VISIT TO THE ROBERT BURNS MEMORIAL IN ALLOWAY, SCOTLAND
Here in Scotland, just exactly one month after Christmas, on the 25 January we celebrate Scotland’s National Bard, Robert Burns and his amazing poetical works. So since the weather turned a bit milder this week, we used our National Trust Cards to visit the thatched cottage where Robert Burns was born in Alloway, and the nearby Burns Museum and coffee shop. It’s well worth a visit if you haven’t been, or haven’t been for a while. Here are some photos, and a couple of short excerpts from two of his best known poems.
The birth place of Robert BurnsMuseum EntranceBorn 25 January 1759 – died 21 July 1796The combined barn with stallsFamily RoomSpinning wheel and inset bedBurns Memorial< The Brig’ o Doon >
‘Tam o Shanter’ by Robert Burns ‘But pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow fall on the river, A moment white – then melts forever
‘To a Mouse’ by Robert Burns
But Mousie, thou art no thy lane, In proving foresight may be vain: The best-laid schemes o’ mice and men Gang aft a-gley, And lea’e us nought but grief and pain, For promised joy!
I love so many of Burn’s poems and songs, but perhaps my favourite is ‘The Cotters Saturday night‘ which gives such a great picture into family life for many here in Scotland away back in the eighteenth century. I have recorded my recitation of it on You Tube and you can listen to it here if you wish. https://youtu.be/2DJf4xWGZdg?si=huyDHOFIDWMY0lPK
I have seldom if ever, heard anyone quote the words of Robert Burns as he faced death, but in 1781 when that seemed imminent he wrote these words.
O Thou unknown, Almighty Cause of all my hopes and fears, in whose dread presence, ere an hour, Perhaps I must appear. If I have wandered in those paths Of life I aught to shun; As something loudly in my breast Remonstrates I have done.
The last verse says:
Where with intention I have erred, No other plea I have, But thou art good; and goodness still delighteth to forgive.
Sad to read of his uncertainty regarding his final eternal destiny, when it is possible to be sure! When we go on a journey we invariably have everything organised to the last detail, and particularly our final hotel/Guest House accommodation. Yet on our journey through life, thoughts of our final destination are often completely ignored. Our morning Bible reading today was from Matthew 7:13,14. where Jesus says “Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.’ Jesus is the Gate! (John 10.9) and Jesusis the Way (John 14:6)
So in our current uncertain and unpredictable world where none of us knows what a day may bring, I would ask you, do you know the road you are on? and have you thought of your final destination? In the bible the Apostle John writing to Christians in his first letter says ‘And this is the testimony: God has given us eternal life, and this life is in his Son. Whoever has the Son has life; whoever does not have the Son of God does not have life.’ (1 John 5:11,12)
Time to check it out?
Until next time – I wish you God’s blessing wherever you are.
If you are a subscriber to my blog you will know that every year at this time I like to look back on the year’s photographs, and set out some of my favourites, sometimes because I love the photo and at other times just for the special memory, and other memories they invoke! In these three photos below I hope you catch what I mean.
Lobster fishing from TireeLobster fishing from TireeThe Sea of Galilee
The above are not great photos, in the first two the boat was moving and I was ‘happed up’ with a life jacket. On this cool sunny day without a breath of wind, sailing off the coast of Tiree I felt it was one of these ‘time stands still’ moments when you feel over awed by the breath-taking beauty of it all! Since then, when I look at this photo I think of a similar moment on a boat on the sea of Galilee, just after dawn, when the boatman cut the engine and we floated in quietness on the still blue sea, when the sky and sea seemed to merge. Not surprisingly thoughts of the man who walked on these waters came to mind, and a chorus we sang as kids. Yea, beautiful. I know many of you will have had similar moments when confronted by the beauty of God’s creation.
The Chorus: By blue Galilee Jesus walked of old; By blue Galilee wondrous things He told. Saviour, still my teacher be, showing wondrous things to me, as of old by Galilee blue Galilee.
Now here is a selection of other photos that give us pleasure as my wife and I look over them together
A January walk in the park with Grand daughter, and greatgrand childrenThe White LochProud great Gran and Grandpa with the children and their dog!Largs to Cumbrae FerryNew Year Family ‘get toggethr’Fintry Bay in WinterClyde EstuaryCumbrae Trigger PointClyde EstuarySkelmorlie Sunset
There is always a sense of excitement and activity as winter draws to a close and Spring is on the near horizon. Garden tools checked, greenhouse cleaned again, seeds bought, saved seeds checked, propagators and greenhouse cleaned, tube heater check along with it’s timer control. Finally glass cleaned and floor disinfected. I’m smiling, it’s all go now!
< A Visit to Culzean Castle >Some of our Spring Flowers< A Visit to Culzean Castle >Matthew at Bannockburn >< A Visit to Stirling and Bannockburn
Late Spring and Summer we try to get out and about, and we are spoiled for choice, some of these places you may have seen before.
< Tiree >Ah! The Isle of Tiree
Now for some summer photographs:-
St. MonanceLargo LawPittenweemSunflower time!
Autumn and Winter photos :-
< A Trip to N.Ireland >< A Trip to N.Ireland >My favourite Tree‘Ashcraig Get-away’ – SkelmorlieLocal Park – RoukenglenDeaconsbank Golf CourseHarvest MoonKyles of Bute< Winter shows its Icy Face >Christmas Time at home.Church Christmas Concert.Christmas Day with daughter and Family.Soon we expect the sun to set on another year.
Many in our world today look ahead with fear and trepidation, which is not surprising considering our news bulletins filled with stories of war, doom and disaster, and considering the war, sorrows and turmoil of the world in 2024.
This reminded me of the poem read by King George Vl in his speech to the nation in 1939 just at the start of the 2nd World War. It was a poem written by Minnie Louise Haskins. Here are the words of the first verse.
Quote: And I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year; “Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown”. And he replied: “Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the Hand of God. That shall be to you better than a light and safer than a known way“. So I went forth, and finding the Hand of God, trod gladly into the night. And he led me towards the hills and the breaking of the day in the lone East. Unquote.
A poem said to be a favourite with the late Queen Elizabeth ll, who is credited as the person who handed it to her dad.
Personally, I have recently been reading words from the book af Acts regarding what the Apostle Peter said to the religious leaders of his day just after the resurrection of Jesus, you can read the whole story in the book of Acts chapter 4. He said “Jesus is the stone you builders rejected, which has become the cornerstone.’ Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to mankind by which we must be saved.” Acts 4:11-12.
These words were behind the inspiration for a new Christian song written and composed by Keith Getty and Stuart Townend, which has become one of the favourites of this century. So if you feel the world is becoming increasingly chaotic, and you are in danger of giving up hope, have a read of the words, and check out the song om You Tube and you’ll see why it has become so popular. And may you find new hope and purpose in life, by coming to know this Jesus of whom it speaks.
In Christ alone, my hope is found He is my light, my strength, my song This Cornerstone, this solid ground Firm through the fiercest drought and storm What heights of love, what depths of peace When fears are stilled, when strivings cease My Comforter, my All in All Here in the love of Christ I stand
In Christ alone, who took on flesh Fullness of God in helpless babe This gift of love and righteousness Scorned by the ones He came to save ‘Til on that cross as Jesus died The wrath of God was satisfied For every sin on Him was laid Here in the death of Christ I live, I live
There in the ground His body lay Light of the world by darkness slain Then bursting forth in glorious Day Up from the grave He rose again And as He stands in victory Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me For I am His and He is mine Bought with the precious blood of Christ
No guilt in life, no fear in death This is the power of Christ in me From life’s first cry to final breath Jesus commands my destiny No power of hell, no scheme of man Can ever pluck me from His hand Till He returns or calls me home Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand
Last week we visited the birth place of Dr. David Livingstone at Blantyre, which is just 20 miles from our home here in Glasgow, Scotland. There is a beautiful Memorial Museum there which in recent times has been completely refurbished, and faithfully records the life and times of Livingstone.
It’s not surprising then that this also brought to my mind a visit we made with my son and daughter in law to Bagamoyo in Tanzania during one of our African travels. So before sharing with you something of the Memorial Museum, there follows a few photographs of our trip to Bagamoyo. This town was once considered to be the capital of Tanzania, a centre of business and commerce, strategically placed on the East African coast. David Livingstone’s body was brought here by his faithfull African friends and companions after his death on the southern shore of Lake Bangweolu on the 1st May 1873, he was aged sixty. They had carried their friend and colleague more than a thousand miles over a period of nine months, so that he could be transported back to his home country for burial in Westminstter Abbey, London.
On the road to BagamoyoThis building has since been refurbished Safari LodgeThe first cross raised in East AfricaVisiting the slave memorial
Sadly this port was used by Arab slave traders who brought caravans of slaves from the interior to be shipped to the slave market in Zanzibar. It is estimated that 50,000 young and old African men and women were shipped from here every year over a number of decades, amounting to an approximately 1.5 million souls, not counting those who died on the way. It was a sobering experience walking around that place.
THE BLANTYRE MEMORIAL MUSEUM is set on the banks of the river Clyde, surrounded by open fields, and paths, and the old mill houses have been remarkably well preserved, one end of the row forming the museum on three levels with lift access. There are modern toilet facilities in the museum, and on site, also a shop and restaurant. This place is well worth a visit, with plenty of space for a group outing and for children to play. Entrance prices are very competitive and can be checked on line.
A view of the expansive siteThe old mill house cottegrs and MuseumThe African fountain with shop and restaurant in the backgroundThe large sculpture depicting the incident when they were attacked by a lion
David Livingstone, one of Scotland’s famous sons was the second child of Neil and Agnes Livingstone, and was born on the 19th March 1813. He was of humble birth and had six siblings, but grew up knowing the love and discipline of good Christian parents in a happy home. At the age of ten, he was sent to work at the local cotton mill, first as a piercer and then as a spinner. At the age of twenty he made a personal commitment to Jesus Christ after readng Dick’s “Philosophy of a Future State”. He said ‘I saw the duty and inestimable privilege immediately to accept salvation by Christ‘. This experience determined the course of his life.
Livingstone had a great love of reading, and this opened up the world to him. He is said to have read all sorts of books that came into his hands, but especially books on travel and missionary enterprise. By the age of 23 years, he was studying theology and medicine at Glasgow University and by September 1838, had been provisionally accepted by the London Missionary Society. After further studies in England, he returned to Glasgow in November 1840, and passed at Glasgow as a licentiate of the faculty of physicians and surgeons. During that same month he was ordained a missionary at Albion Street Chapel, and the following month he set sail for Capetown in South Africa. Here are some photos from within the museum.
Museum Entrance The familly’s Single room >These panels illustrate and tell his storyDavid’s wife MaryThese panels illustrate and tell his storyOne of a number of many ‘reliefs’ within the museumThe film roomCopy of the Westminster Grave slab.Brave and valliant friends David Livingstone
This Memorial Museum is well worth a visit if you are ever in Scotland,I suggest it be one for your bucket list!
Thirty three years later on his last expedition in search of the source of the river Nile, he penned his last journal entry. This was just a few weeks before his death, he wrote “Nothing earthly will make me give up my work in despair. I encourage myself in the Lord my God, and go forward”. 25 March 1873.
During his 33 years in Africa it is estimated that Livingstone walked 29,000 miles crisscrossing a third of the African continent. The map below shows some of his most famous missionary / explorational expeditions.
Dr. David Livingstone – Expeditions
Journeys of Dr. David Livingstone:
Capetown 1852 – For their safety his family returns to UK. and Livingstone to Lynyanti.
November 1853 he departs on his expedition to Luanda, and arrives 1854.
September 1854 he returns to Lynyanti.
November 1855 Livingstone departs on an expedition to the East Coast, and on route becomes the first European to witness the magnificent Zambezi waterfall, which he named the ‘Victoria Falls’
May 1856 he successfully arrives at Quelimane on the East Coast
Sadly David’s loving wife and fellow worker Mary (nee Moffat), who had returned to be with her husband in Africa died of malaria on 27 April 1862 aged 41, and was buried at Shupanga.
Between 1866 – 1873 David’s last expedition in search of the source of the Nile, took him around Lake Malawi and Lake Tanganyika. On this journey he had his meeting with Stanley, who on finding him famously said ‘Doctor Livingstone I presume‘.
May 1st 1873, He died on the southern shore of Lake Bangweolu.
Things people have said of him:
Mr Young lecturer at Glasgow said – Livingstone was the best man he ever knew, he had more than any other man of true filial trust in God, more of the Spirit of Christ, more of integrity, purity, and sismplicity of character, and of self denying love for his fellow men”.
Hildebrandt J – ‘Apparently he did not know fear and inspite of periods of gloom, he was generally hopeful and had a quiet humour. He had an indomitable will power which propelled a body often racked by fever. He was skilful in dealing with people and was a keen and accurate observer.’
What he said about himself at Cambridge University in 1857 – ‘…people talk of the sacrifice I have made in spending so much of my life in Africa. Can it be called a sacrifice which is simply paid back as a small part of a great debt owing to our God? ”’ it is emphatically no sacrifice. Say rather it is a privilege.
Others of course have been critical, but it’s relatively easy to be critical with hindsight. Livingstone was not to know of the excesses to which future colonialists would go in their exploitation of Africa.
His writing of papers, his speeches back home, and his book ‘Missionary Travels and Researches in South Africa’ highlighted amongst other things the needs of Africa. Particularly however was his horror of the slave trade. When confronting Arab slave traders in Tanganyika he wrote –‘This is a den of the worst of slave traders … they are the vilest of the vile. It is not a trade, but a system of consecutive murders; they go to plunder and kidnap, and every trading trip is nothing but a foray”. His last recorded words are these – “All I can say in my solitude is this, “May Heaven’s rich blessing come down on everyone – American, English, Turk – who will help to heal this open sore of the world”. Almost within a month of his death the slave market in Zanzibar was closed forever.
When David Livingstone applied to the London Missionary Society he stated at the start of his career his ideas of a Missionary’s work. He wrote “The missionary’s object is to endeavour by every means in his power to make known the Gospel by preaching, exhortation, conversation, instruction of the young; improving so far as is in his power, the temporal condition of those amongst whom he labours, by introducing the arts and sciences of civilisation, and doing everything to commend Christianity to their hearts and consciences. This extraordinary man, by God’s grace and help, and by his inspiration, accomplished through his work and writings nearly all of this to the Glory of God and the blessing of Africa’s peoples.
Mary Livingstone’s Grave at ShupangaDavid Livingstone found dead kneeling at his bedside 1 May 1873
I hope the above photos and paragraphs have been enough to encourage you to visit the Blantyre Memorial if you live in the UK, or are on a visit here. If not you may wish to read one of the many books on Doctor David Livingstone which are readily available . I acknowledge their value here, as I have drawn on some of these invaluable resources when compiling this short blog.
It would be lovely to think of slavery as a thing of the past, but have you ever stopped to consider that slavery is still a problen in almost every country in the world today? Current estimates mention a figure of 50 million worldwide. In the UK a recent government report from the Home Affairs Committee on Human Trafficking was submitted to the government. In that, it mentions that the potential victims of modern slavery has increased substantially. There were 16,938 referrals in 2022, five times as many as the 3,263 referrals in 2015 when the Modern Slavery Act was passed. Nonetheless it has been estimated that there are at least 100,000 victims of modern slavery and human trafficking in the UK.
I felt aghast reading these statistics, just to think of the depth of human misery, exploitation and suffering that these statistics represent, and to think that they almost certainly describe situations happening in the city of Glasgow or even within a short distance from my own doorstep. It is at least heartening to know the government are trying to do something about it. But one thing it surely proves is that the human heart has not basically changed throughout the centuries. We don’t need to start by pointing the fingure at anyone else, we all know our own heart and mind. But hallelujah, there is a Saviour – Jesus, and it’s great to accept His invitation to come to Him in repentence and faith.. Jesus said, “Very truly I tell you, everyone who sins is a slave to sin. Now a slave has no permanent place in the family, but a son belongs to it forever. So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed”. John 8:34-36.
Today in Glasgow we had the first snow of the season, so we are endeavouring to keep warm. But wherever you are be blessed, and spread the word. Last night I was listening to people speaking of how Jesus had set them free from sin here in Glasgow. Some amazing stories.
We’ve been looking at houses recently! No, not with a view to moving from our current home, but simply because the postman dropped the ”National Trust for Scotland Members’ Guide’ through our letterbox. We have been members for many years and in the past frequently visited their estates and properties and nature reserves scattered all around Scotland (over 100) which they work hard to preserve for future generations. We are always impressed by the planning and effort that they put into this task.
The 2024/25 Members’ Guide
Recently we visited one or two local NTS properties and another not too far away. We always find their staff to be friendly and helpful, and that proved to be the same on our recent visits shown below. AND …. there is usually a well stocked visitors’ shop and tearoom to be enjoyed on your visit.
The last page of the current guide shows a map of Scotland with all their properties marked, and asks the question ‘How many will you visit? So that got us started again!
In the southside of Glasgow there is villa called Holmwood House built in 1858, which was designed by architect Alexander ‘Greek’ Thomson (1817-1875) who was reputed world-wide to be one of Scotland’s most talented architects and designers. We recently visited, and were not disappointed. It is beautifully situated on the banks of the White Cart river, amid extensive grounds. Built initially for paper mill owners Robert and James Cooper, whose family occupied it between 1858 – 1909. After this it changed hands many times before it was taken over in 1958 by The Sisters of our Lady of the Mission. The property was used as a chapel and dormitory, and soon the Sisters had established a primary school, and also taught in a local comprehensive school. They were also involved in many other aspects of parish work. By 1994 they had moved to more suitable premises and the building was purchased by NTS, who since then have worked tirelessly to restore its appearance and condition as in 1858. Some very impressive work has been done. Here are some photographs with much more information on-line.
Welcome!House and Vegetable GardenThe DriveThe HouseOther work by Alexander ‘Greek’ ThomsonAlmost circular bay windowMarble Chimney-piece in the HallStaircaseDome above the StaircaseThe Drawing roomAlexander ‘Greek’ ThomsonView of house frontPhotographs of Holmwood House today
We enjoyed our visit to Holmwood and would recommend it to those of you who are near enough to visit.
Greenbank Garden is even closer to home and we have visited there many times. On our recent visit the rain came on, so we had an almost empty garden to enjoy. I’ll let the photos speak for themselves this time, but again more information available on line. My photographs :-
Smiling in the rain!Greenbank Garden and House
We started our visits last month going to a house built for the rich, and ended it with a visit to a house built for the poor, ‘Weaver’s Cottage’ in Kilbarchan which was built in 1723. Weaving was first recorded in this village in 1695 when there were 30-40 looms. By1838 eight hundred looms were said to be working in the village and local area. My granny was a weaver, so I was fascinated to hear the story of the weaver being recounted and demonstrated by the video being played and by the NTS staff. Everything from the spinning of the yarn to the weaving of a variety of cloths, even intricate clan tartans provided for the Royal Family and others, and to catch something of their life and work away back then.
The kitchenSpinning WheelThe ‘inset’ bedAnother ‘inset’ bedthe Loomanother sty;e of loomThe Bible Chair – Bible dated from18th CenturyThe Bible Text above the bedGrinding wheelsBeautiful gardenThe Living RoomA loom typical of those used in the West of Scotland in the eighteenth century
The rooms in the cottage were let out to different families, with varying skills, some relating to the weaving business but others such as shoe making and repairs. It must have been a hive of industry when they were all working. The mechanisation of the weaving business during the Industrial Revolution however, was to bring to an end the huge cottage industry of weaving by hand looms, plus many linked trades, such as spinners, yarn dyers, pirn winders and cloth finishers.
One thing about the Weaver’s Cottage that grabbed our attention was the number of rooms with an ‘inset’ bed. The beds were so short that it would have been impossible for an average adult to lie out on them. This we were told was no problem as the people of the day preferred to sleep in a sitting position! That was the first time I had heard of such a thing.
This blog started with a look at a rich man’s house and has ended with a look at a poor man’s house, the original residents of which have long since passed away. One thing that the visit to the cottage brought home is the brevity of life, for the Bible says ‘my days are swifter than a weavers shuttle” Job 7:5 which we can all relate to. A weaver’s shuttle is incredibly fast, we can vouch for that! It also reminds us that we brought nothing into this world and we can take nothing out! The houses are there, but past resisdents are gone. So we need to weigh up Jesus’ words in Luke’s Gospel
“For whoever wants to save their life will lose it, but whoever loses their life for me will save it. What good is it for someone to gain the whole world, and yet lose or forfeit their very self”?Luke 9:24, 25 or again the words of Jesus – “Those whom I love I rebuke and discipline. So be earnest and repent. Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me”. Revelation 3:19,20
Visits to places like this bring back many memories. As I have said, my granny was a weaver, my mother’s childhood was in a similar small cottage in Fife, not to mention the inset beds, which both our parents would have slept in, tho’ thankfully somewhat larger than those illustrated!
We enjoyed these visits and are grateful for the NTS for the work they do for the nation. These three sites are definitley recommended as places worth a visit. You will find it is cheaper to become a member, as the entrance fee for non members is quite expensive, so after just a few visits as a member you are in credit!
Trust you are well wherever you are, why not take time to consider the words of Jesus? Always glad to hear from you.
As kids we used to say a childish rhyme ‘Rain Rain go to Spain and don’t come back to me again‘. There are many derivations to the words in that nursery rhyme, which evidently has its origin back in the 17th century! I don’t know about ‘going to Spain‘, but February was one of the wettest months here in the UK, and there were many times when we just wished the rain would stop. It also continued into the month of March, but I guess that is all part of what it means to live with a maritime climate!
All of that besides, we did manage to get out and about as best we could, mostly to local parks, but two places we reached a bit further afield were Stirling Castle in Stirlingshire and Culzean Castle in Ayrshire. In the winter and early Spring all these places can be enjoyed more easily in what is normally a much quieter season, so here are some photographs.
First our visit to Stirling and the Bannockburn Battlefield and Memorial, where on this site in 1314 a battle raged between the Scottish and English armies. The site is beautifully maintained by the National Trust for Scotland, and surrounded by some stunning countryside.
Looking towards the battlefieldMemorial to King Robert the BruceBruce set his standard near hereTwo old warriors of a different sort!Bruce’s view of Stirling Castle Outdoor battle memorialStirling Castle
Inside the National Memorial building the battle is dramatically displayed by means of some very clever modern technology and sound effects. Arrows fired at you whizz over your head and when you turn-around soldiers are falling on the screen behind you! There is also a battle room where you are talked through the twists and turns of the battle. It’s all very well presented and is well worth a visit. Here are a few photographs.
The Battlefield
Then on the 2nd March we made a trip to Culzean Castle on the Ayrshire coastline, one of our favourite places. It was nice to see the snowdrops and daffodils flourishing, and even some of the rhododendrons were in flower! Photographs below:
Castle EntranceGeneral Eisenhower stayed here after WWIIOur favourite Woodland walkThe top car parkWoodland walkThe Swan pondThe Swan pondSummer houseWoodland Pond and RhododendronsRhododendronOn the way home we stopped to take this photo of Ailsa Craig
Certainly all that rain makes everything very green and as we approach Easter it is lovely to see the grass growing and flowers again appearing in our garden, and also in the local parks. Seedlings are growing well in the greenhouse within a couple of propagators. This week the clocks Spring forward so we will soon be enjoying an extra hour of light in the evenings, Hurrah! Here’s a few more photos:
MuscariForsythiaCoffee CornerDaffodilThe local ParkThe local ParkAzealiaSeedlingsMini DaffodilsThe Azalea in our garden flowering well this year!
I often wonder when I plant these dead looking bulbs in the Autumn, or see what looks like dead bushes and trees bursting into life, why anyone could possibly conclude that all this came about from nothing, and just by chance, baffles me. In my garden and greenhouse I often feel compelled to pause and thank God for His amazing work of creation.
There is a Bible verse that seems to well encapsulate these thoughts, it reads: For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse. Romans 1:20
God’s eternal power and divine nature are however more clearly seen in his Son Jesus Christ, the God Man, who Himself said ‘He that has seen me has seen the Father’. So if you want to know what God is like, marvel not just at nature but look to JESUS and His story recorded in the Scriptures!
At Easter we see demonstrated in the clearest possible terms various aspects of GOD’s divine nature, His Love and Grace, His Holiness and His Justice. His Love shown when Jesus on the eve of the feast of Passover, (Exdous 12:1-13.) shows Himself to be the sacrificial Lamb slain for us, by dying in our place and stead and for our sin, and here the Christian Communion service is inaugurated.
And again His Grace, which we don’t deserve is seen as he offers us forgiveness, on the basis that He took the punishment for our sin, Someone has said Grace and Justice kiss each other at the cross. How amazing is that, surely the greatest story ever told.
Isaiah the prophet (740-680 B.C.) so vividly describes the death of Jesus in Chapter 53 of His book. (its a must read if you have never read it) all these years before it took place including the phrase “he was led like a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before its shearers is silent, so he did not open his mouth.”. John the Baptist at the beginning of the Jesus ministry just after Jesus’ baptism declares “Look, the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world”! Far too many other references to mention here.
I don’t know about you, but for me it is the most profound thought that has ever occupied my mind, expressed with such pathos and truth by the Apostle Paul “I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.” How profound is that?
At Easter especially, but throughout the year we sing this hymn which I find encouraging and challenging, why not find a quiet place, to sit and contemplate and enjoy!
I hope the weather is kind to you wherever you are this Easter, and that you have a great time, but never forget how much God loves you, and the price He was willing to pay that you might become His child.
I’ve been a Christian for many years, if you would like to talk please get in touch.
Here is a review of my photographs at the end of the year, that highlight some of the lovely places and experiences that have been enjoyed. The one shown above is of the local park, where we so often walk. However those shown below are not always because of their great photographic quality, but sometimes just for the memories that they invoke. This year let’s start with Winter and finish with Winter, and in-between show something of the beauty of God’s creation here in Scotland, not only in Winter, but also in Spring, Summer and Autumn.
January and February – the winter months at the beginning of 2023.
First – Our Garden in JanuaryCulzean >
A day out to Culzean Castle and gardens in January
The ‘Cobbler’Hell’s Glen to StrachurHell’s GlenWaiting on the Ferry from Dunoon to GourockThe Store House
A round trip from Glasgow to Dunoon via Loch Lomond, Hell’s Glen and Ardentinny
A good place to visit on a cold day – Glasgow’s Botanical Gardens
Now it’s Spring time and everything is bursting into life!
Balevullin BeachCrossapol Beach<A Trip to Skerryvore Lighthouse >Oyster Catchers chat!Balemartine
Now on into summer ….
A visit to Dawyck Botanical Gardens >
Our garden in summer ….
Day trips to the Firth of Forth Bridges, the Isle of Bute and The Trossachs
Forth Bridges >Isle of Bute >The Trossachs >Loch Katrine and the ‘Sir Walter Scott’ steamship
Now Autumn is coming on ….with a trip to Inverness and the Moray Coast ….
Buckie HarbourSpey BayGardenstownA penny for your thoughts!Loch LinnheCelebrating our AnniversaryThe Rannoch MoorGlen Coe and Buachaille Etive Mor!
And lastly at the end of the year we are into Winter once again …
The Local Park – ‘Roukenglen’Robin our year around friendSkating is simply for the birds!The Garden in WinterNice to look out!Gardening over for this year!A cold Starry NightA warm seat by the fireside at Christmas
Thank you to all who subscribe to my blog and also to friends far and wide who log-on from time to time. Hopfully you have enjoyed the photographs of our travels in 2023. I often think that we are not getting around as much as we once did, until I start to select photos from the year, and then reaslise I have far too many photos to show!
The ‘card’ above brings our greetings for Christmas and the New Year, and we hope to continue our blogging in 2024 all being well, but until next year I wish you God’s blessing at this festive season! The words of my favourite carol this year, are attached.
We had planned to be on the Ayrshire Coast for the weekend, but due to unforseen circumstances we ended up in the town of Stranraer instead. Stranraer is considered the main gateway to Northern Ireland, and is famous for its ‘P&O’ and ‘Stena’ ferry terminals nearby. That has been our reasons for visiting the town in the past, but this time we had other ideas!
Waterfront StranraerStranraer Waterfront Beach StranraerStranraer Small boat berth
We found accommodation at the ‘Neptune Rest Guest House’, which was next to the shoreline and ideally suited for a gentle stroll along the promenade. We received a typically warm Scottish welcome, and found the place to be comfortable, clean and we enjoyed a more than ample breakfast. The location was also perfect for our plan to visit the Logan Botanical Garden and the Mull of Galloway!
Logan Botanical Garden
We arrived at the garden early in the day and enjoyed the peace and quiet of this ever so beautiful place, with its walled and wooded gardens and conservatory. So few people around at this time, and so the birds and fowl were easily spotted and kept up their song thoughout our stay. Far too many photos to show but here is a selection.
Even ‘loganosaurus’ likes it here!
Logan Botanical Garden
The conservatory was smaller than expected but still well worth a visit. >
Logan Conservatory
We so loved this Garden, and wonder why we took so long to discover it? But soon it was time to move on through various picturesque villages to a wilder and more rugged country at the most southerly tip of the Mull, and indeed Scotland!
DrumoreDrumoreEast Coast of the MullMull of Galloway LighthouseDanger NoticeCliffs – Mull of GallowayWest coast of the MullMull of Galloway LighthouseGaille CraigGaillie Craig Restaurant – looking towards the Irish Coast
Drumore and the Most Southerly Point of Scotland
As we made our way back to Stranraer in late afternoon I made a quick stop to see the Kirkmadrine Stones, whilst Muriel relaxed in the car. This was a quiet, deserted, dramatic and atmospheric place. Let these few pictures tell their own story.
The path to the StonesFirst View of Church and Stones‘Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away”Glass case at Church entrance housing the most ancient stonesRefection on the glass makes photography difficult‘And the Cross is still there after all these years’
Visiting the Kirkmadrine Stones
Reflections: We visited a few more places during our visit but, all being well, these will form part of a later blog. Sometimes when you have to change plans quickly you feel a bit apprehensive, but on this occasion it all turned out better than we had imagined.
The beauty, and peace and quiet of the gardens contrasted so sharply with the wild landscape and the rugged coastline, the waves surging against the steep cliffs and the majestic views across the Irish Sea. And then the visit to the Kirkmadrine Stones just seemed to perfectly finish the day.
On reflection I thought that the day for many of us, was like a metaphor of life itself. The garden representing carefree years full of life, excitement, plans and expectations, and the wild and exposed headland and surging waves representing years that see storms, tragedies and dangers coming from unexpected directions, and then the Kirkmadrine Stones representing us fading into old age and eventually to life’s end.
However as I stood quietly on top of that small hill and looked and read these ancient stones (some dating back to 500-600 AD) I thought of those who had lived, and worshipped the Lord Jesus Christ in that little Church building, and who died and were buried there. Then my eye caught the inscription on the tall stone shown above. It was a quotation from the book of Revelation, spoken by Jesus after His resurrection. it reads “I am the Alpha and the Omega,” says the Lord God, “who is, and who was, and who is to come, the Almighty.” These words of Jesus transformed the scene before my eyes. For the truth of the words promised to his followers in John 11.25,26 have been demonstrated not only in the resurrection of Lazarus, but ultimately vindicated in Jesus’ own resurrection.
Christians all around the world celebrate Easter, and we do as well. We humble ourselves to consider Christ’s death on a cruel cross, his burial in a borrowed tomb, sealed with a heavy stone, and greatly rejoice at his amazing resurrection. We then apply that truth again to ourselves just as countless millions have done down the years, ‘the Son of God loved me, and gave Himself for me’!
I was reminded of that as I turned to come down the hill and took a last look back at the cross. Yes, in spite of indifference, and opposition to the good news of Jesus ‘the Cross is still there after all these years‘ and Jesus still invites us to come for forgiveness and to find new life through repentence and faith in His finished work. It took us a longtime to discover the wonder of the Logan Botanic Garden, and it takes some folks a longtime to discover the unsurpassable beauty of Jesus and His love. But it’s still not too late, so why not come this Easter?
Wherever you are, I wish you God’s blessing this Easter
Matthew
PS: If you think Easter is too good to be true try listening to Pastor Colin Adams on the subject – it’s just 5.50 minutes in length.