I wrote this for you

I would stay up all night, every night for you.

I want to be there in every moment to share all time with you.

I recognise that there will be some challenges that you will need to face and overcome on your own - despite wanting me there.

I know there will be times when I will want to be there - when all you want is to step out on your own.

I’m not the Father spoken of in Psalm 139 but nonetheless I am blessed - for He has given you to me as my son and when the day comes that you call me ‘dad’ I will no doubt be unable to describe how that feels.

But I will spend my life showing you.

Through the peaks and the valleys. On the way up and back down. In the big and the small.

I want you to know

• I will always be with you.
• I will always be for you.

you can trust me, I know what I'm doing

I've been thinking about sharing the gospel.


That no matter what I say there needs to be some response in the person with whom I'm sharing it.


That ultimately it requires a step of faith from them.


That, despite all the jigsaw pieces fitting together for me, they might just not get the picture.


In the same thoughts I consider the guys I take climbing.


They see what I'm carrying up the hill to the crag: some bits of metal, a few ropes, other odds and ends. They see me approach the top, do something which makes it look like I know what I'm doing then, no questions asked, have a go. They haven't seen what I've done and, even if they did, would they know what they were looking at? Yet the result is the same. More often than not they succeed in climbing higher/harder than they originally believed they could. We come home with smiles on our faces and stories of our adventures. All it took was for me to act confidently and reassure them about their own abilities. I don't actually do anything. It's all them.

What's so different about the God stuff then?

And that's where the thoughts continue.

the new thing I learned today

Before jumping with both feet into a hot topic that can be incredibly divisive, please read this with the understanding that I am only writing from personal experience and therefore am merely expressing my very personal opinion. Not normally one to shy away from confrontation (I fall into the annoying category of person who likes a good debate sometimes simply for the opportunity of sparring) but I recognise that the content of this post is very subjective. The whos, whys and wherefores of any one situation can influence approach and outcome considerably and I will never tell someone else how to feel/what to do when they are going through the same thing...


but this is what I found out about me recently.


My wife is pregnant. A cause for great joy and utter bewilderment in our house. We are blessed to live in a country where medical science has reached a point that means we can know all kinds of things about it before the day it is born. Things such as size, gender and maybe even a little bit of personality (ours likes to play hide and seek while the poor nurse does her best to check it over and make sure everything is ok).


Unfortunately this also applies at the other end of the scale. At this point I can say with great relief that there is no cause for concern with the development of our baby. But that hasn't stopped me going through all the emotions and thoughts tied to the 'what ifs?'.


And this is where the story gets cut short - I don't think this is the right platform for revealing the innermost processes that I have been through recently - so here is the end result.


I love my baby. I was always going to. I always will. I understand that my situation is very different from many others - that, for all intents and purposes, I am incredibly blessed. My hope is that what I stand by now I will continue to stand by regardless of a change in situation in the future.


I guess what I'm trying to say is this - that, as Paul compelled the early church, I would rejoice always, pray continually and give thanks in all circumstances. Or, as Joshua states,

"as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord."

good morning!

How are you?




Who are you?




What are you up to today?




Where are you going?




Who will you see?





Let me know how today was for you when you've found out.



Until then - whatever, wherever, whenever - God bless.

explanation of the title

Signposts and Wanderings - inspired by 'signs and wonders'




I love learning new things. I always have. When something captures my imagination I am very rarely happy just to know that it's out there. There's got to be some way of getting involved. The process that follows seems to take the same route.

1. Read &/or watch anything that might expand understanding and knowledge
2. Tentatively take first steps to trying it out
3. Experiment - succeed/fail - repeat
4. Establish some form of success and explore the possibilities

Having done so I then consistently find myself in a position of sharing my experiences with others. This is both in a formalised teaching/instructing/coaching sense or simply sharing time with those that share the same passion. I recognised it first happening while skateboarding in my teens and have seen it continue across the board ever since through the practical/theoretical/theological, at work and play.


...but 'signposts and wanderings'?





The passion that underlines everything for me right now, that surpasses anything, that gives reason and purpose is the hope I have because of my faith. Ultimately none of this is about or for me but for God's glory. I am a signpost. Here to gain your attention but my hope is that your attention - in the everyday and the extraordinary - will be drawn onwards and upwards.


So that's what this is all about. Simply making a note of what I experience in order that you might encounter something of what I hold fast to.