Photos from my last term of second year!
Thoughts on the main life lesson I've learned in my second year of studying philosophy at the University of Cambridge.
A reflection after the terror attacks in Manchester and London.
Yesterday my job at Pembroke College came to an end and I said goodbye to some very special people, who are owed some thank yous. Thankfully, the goodbyes we said yesterday are goodbyes for now, and not goodbyes forever. ^.^
In which I wear an orange angler fish hat made from paper, am cooked delicious Japanese curry, and dance to AKB48's 'Foochun Kukki'.
A look back at the four wonderful places I have visited in the past week all as part of my job at Pembroke College. Lots of fun, lots of joy, lots of excitement
The first two chapters of Luke. Being captivated by Jesus' salvation and grace for me.
My very wonderful friend Siân has now moved to Görlitz for a year abroad working as a teaching assistant (as part of her languages degree). She has just started an amazing blog called ‘Adventures in Nearly Poland’. I thought I’d share her very first post about welcome, which made me well up a little bit when I first read it because I miss her already/ I am so proud of her/ it is just so beautifully written! Please have a read, it so worth your time.
After a few days of living in a new city, it is starting to feel like home. Here are my thoughts on what welcome has meant for me arriving here and trying to settle in…
Welcome is when you arrive at the train station, and a kind man carries your bags up the stairs, when you are ready to collapse in a heap.
Welcome is the taxi driver pointing out sights on the short journey to your apartment, and waiting until you’ve found the right house.
Welcome is the Christian who sees you hovering outside his church, and comes over to offer help. Who greets you with a smile, and a handshake, and kind German words.
Welcome is hugs and flowers from an amazing God-family, who have prayed for you for months; who emailed with pictures, because they know that a picture can reassure more than words ever could; who…
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Thoughts on Mark 14-16.
How the father in Mark 9 and the widow in Mark 12 are models of faith.
Stories from my last few days working with Japanese students in Cambridge.
An update on what I'm currently up to.