I well remember writer Adrian Plass’s recall of sundry embarrassing occasions when he’d be approached by a would-be poet, (generally a lady of a certain age), intent on sharing their latest poetic output with the world in the certainty that God has given it to me.
His inward response: I can see why God wanted to get rid of it!
And this before the advent of the World Wide Web… oh dear…
I hope that anybody who reads my offerings will take them in the spirit in which they were originally written, as a means of prayer and meditation. I’d dare to hope – divinely inspired, yet very human; a collaborative effort between mind and spirit.