We don’t only compromise in order to survive — no this would be a complete shame if our lives came to this — but we compromise because we are called, not to hide away, but to stand amongst the things that are against us, and to be a light in the darkness. It is only in doing so that we can become stronger in our beliefs and more able to change things and believe we can. Continue reading salty

a footballer

I first properly played football at 11 years old. Fourteen years later, through thick and thin, in sickness and in health, I love this game like no other thing I have ever loved. That feeling of that round, hexagonally-stitched ball on the curve of my foot is like a cool bath after a decade-long drought, a warm hug after years of isolation. Yes, a single kick is a blessing. Continue reading a footballer