Spending weeks and sometimes months of each year walking on pilgrimage, I have covered thousands of miles on foot to lots of very special and often well-known places. Ancient Christian sites such as St David’s in west Wales, Glendalough in Ireland and the great cathedral at Winchester need little introduction. But along the way I… [Continue Reading]
Reflections from a Welsh Valley
When we got to Rome
When we got to Rome, Paul was allowed to live by himself, with a soldier to guard him. (Acts chapter 28, verse 16) I have long been fascinated with the historical context in which the New Testament stories take place, that is the Roman Empire, the superpower of the day. Whether it’s St Paul’s eventful… [Continue Reading]
Give me my scallop shell of quiet
Give me my scallop shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation: My gown of glory, hope’s true gauge, And thus I’ll take my pilgrimage. As I get ready to set out on my annual pilgrimage, I’ve been reminded of Sir Walter Raleigh’s… [Continue Reading]