November 2016

Our first ever meeting was on Remembrance Sunday, on Brighton Beach

gathering

Gathering on the beach

We drew faces (with pencil) on pebbles, thinking of the people on our hearts. We placed these on the sand as the low tide was turning. Through all the changing seasons of life, even when the people in our hearts aren’t visible or seem forgotten or voiceless, like our pebbles under the sea, they are still present within the eternal, restless love of God

praying

Placing our pebble people on the sand

lingering

Lingering – the tide keeps its own pace

We stayed for cake and watched the sunset

chatting

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