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A safe place

A safe place

“If only I could walk again!” This is the cry from the heart of a friend in her wheelchair, months after suffering a head injury. Likewise, this was the cry from the heart of the invalid who was lying at the pool of Bethesda for the umpteenth time, hoping for the...
The language of hugs

The language of hugs

“Can you give me a hug?” Hugging a complete stranger, and a homeless one at that?! I was completely taken aback. This homeless man was selling Big Issue magazines in one of London’s Underground stations – and I was in a hurry. I wasn’t wearing a WWJD wrist band, but I...
Katie

Katie

This fabric with a selection of pretty shoes was my choice for Katie, an enthusiastic liver of life, a valuable asset to her husband and a loving mother of two little princesses. Her passion for telling others about Jesus reminds me of “the shoes of the Gospel of...
Absolute security

Absolute security

Three of my favourite childhood memories are based on a feeling of absolute security. I remember the warmth of snuggling up to my mother in the church pew, the relief of being able to snuggle behind my dad’s back whenever I had braved the long, dark passage to my...
Rachel

Rachel

Rachel’s apron is choc-full of symbolism. Life is like a kaleidoscope of impressions, influences and responsibilities and it is only when God’s light shines into it that the beauty and sense of it all becomes visible. As I had made quite a few aprons for women I am...