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London to Cardiff 2014

It’s not over till the fat lady sings

My overnight accomadation in Cardiff was provided by James Robinson who sings with the Welsh National Opera. He provided me with a meal and a bed all though I was not much company as the two weeks of walking had... Continue Reading →

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9-0 to the Kingdom of light.

After 13 days of walking approximately 160 miles I arrived in Cardiff.  What an adventure. Last night I was invited to share with some Korean pastors in Newport. We had a great time of fellowship and they prayed till 1AM.... Continue Reading →

We like sheep.

After an overnight stay with Sam and Lorna and their twin daughters Rosie and Ella. Lorna dropped me back across the border into Wales where I set up the cross and began the hike on toward Newport. Seeing sheep in... Continue Reading →

The Cross is a bridge.

After all the blessings of yesterday, I knew it would be tough today. Firstly at about 19 miles it would be one of the longest days walks, Secondly the weather forecast was poor. Finally I would be crossing international borders... Continue Reading →

“And can it be”. The same Spirit that was on the Wesley brothers brings powerful blessing in Bristol.

Wow what a day! I am so glad I chose to spend an extra day in Bristol. The plan was to into Bristol city centre and see what the Holy Spirit was doing. I left the house where I was... Continue Reading →

Hope for the hopeless

After a pleasant night's stopover in Bath it was time to say goodbye to my hosts Andy and Sue and hit the road to Bristol. In my mind I thought it would be a shorter day. I was wrong. I... Continue Reading →

BREAKTHROUGH!

Another tough day of walking, although the descent into Bath was particularly scenic. I was dropped back to Chippenham this morning, to start my 8th day of walking. My leg felt good and I made good progress early on. Today... Continue Reading →

He gives you rest.

After a challenging 7 days of walking it was good to take a break to allow my aching limbs to recover and to do some running repairs on the cross. I had discovered a second flat tyre which we were... Continue Reading →

Blessing the nations in rural wiltshire

What a day. Some many encouragements. My achilles tendon was really sore and had throbbed all night keeping me awake. It was injury that I had incurred crosswalking through Poland 13 months ago. I set off walking gingerly. I had... Continue Reading →

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