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Faith

  • Rabbit, rabbit.. Polylogue or dialogue? “My sheep (and rabbits) listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me.”John 10:27 (NIV) God’s is not the only voice in our lives. Family, friends, the media, social media (how many have you got? That’s way too many!), our bosses, our innermost fears all vie for our attention. It’s… Read more

  • Dancing Like Nobby Stiles

    Why we should all be more like Nobby Read more

  • Always, my Friend

    A friendship that is never tested Because there is no cross examination. Where the beginning Is also the end. Always, my friend. Read more

  • Winter

    https://soundcloud.com/roystannard/roy-stannard-winter Recorded live on Roy Stannard’s ‘The Whole Nine Yards’ – my weekly radio show on Seahaven FM 96.3 and online at www.seahavenfm.com on Thursday 6th December 2013 this is a poem about Winter inspired by the South Downs just north of Newhaven at Rodmell and Piddinghoe close to where I work. The music bed… Read more

  • Mean Time

    Where the you meets the me Someone has drawn a line Like a monstrous meridian Snatching mean time from a perfect eternity. Read more

  • Henry Olonga is an impressive man. Clear of voice, clear of purpose. He stands tall and today he won over a crowd of Sussex business people with his simple honesty and sincere beliefs. He had made a decision a few years ago to not tolerate corruption, oppression and intimidation. He had stood up and been… Read more

  • The 25th March marks a lonely anniversary. There should be parades, bunting, crowds. But there will not be a single Reveille. On that day ninety-three years ago an authentic hero died in the Second Battle of the Somme. A Boys Own hero, a sporting legend who had played for Spurs, a leader of men who… Read more

  • Faith in a Big Society

    We negotiate life hoping that the future will bear fruit. Without faith, family planning would be a family gamble. Without faith, we wouldn’t sacrifice for the future – the present would be a cynical, nihlistic pig’s trough of satiated appetites. Nothing to hold onto – or for. The opposite of faith is worthlessness, helplessness and… Read more

  • I was a cute kid, light brown hair with bright, wide open eyes, curious about everything, trusting about a lot more. I was a first born so for the first four years of my life I was a prince, the centre of attention and the focus of everything – except that for the first five… Read more

  • Are we God’s weakness?

    It’s liberating not to be an expert. Great to admit that there’s a million things that I simply don’t know. All I’m sure about is that I’m still curious. For example, I don’t know for sure if the Earth is warming up or that the Poles are thawing at a faster rate than the oceans… Read more