Ladybower Reservoir ~ Heritage Walk in Peak District

If you are following me on Instagram, you might already know that Andrew and I went to Peak District for camping. You can also watch the video at the end of this post or simply go to my Youtube channel here.

It was around two hours driving from Beeston, Nottingham to Swallowholme camping site in Peak District. It is a very fine camping and caravan site. It has great facilities such as picnic tables, warm showers, toilets, electricity powers, and wifi. The host was also very friendly and helpful. You'll find no reason to get bored at that campsite as they also provide many books and board games to borrow for free. One thing to consider is the location of the campsite which is close to a railway and main road. I could hear car engines and trains passing by, and it was a little bit annoying for me (especially during the night). 

5 Ways to Capture Beauty Everyday

Back in 2012, I used to broadcast on a private radio station on topics such as Theology and Social issues. One afternoon, broadcasting was on my timetable for 6 PM. The radio station was not far from my house, however Jakarta is a very busy city and its traffic is a nightmare. So, I left at 4:45 PM. Usually the trip takes 30 minutes, but that day it seemed like everyone was heading in the same direction as I was. The road was very, very busy, and my bus was stuck. 

It was already 5:30 PM, and the bus was still stuck in the traffic. A little bit nervous, I decided to go down and find Ojek (a motorcycle to ride). There was an old man among other motorcycle drivers. I asked him to take me to the radio station. He asked IDR 20,000 for the tariff. I bargained IDR 15,000 and he agreed. My  trip on the motorcycle took only 15 minutes. Around 5:45 PM I arrived at the radio station. Feeling happy because I wasn’t late, I gave an extra IDR 5,000 to the driver. He smiled and couldn’t stop saying thanks to me.

4 Things I Learned from Island Trip

The rain had stopped. The dark clouds were gone from the sky. I arrived at Fionnphort, a small harbour in the Isle of Mull, Scotland. I was on my way to Iona. From the place I was standing, I could see the island already; just another 15 minutes by ferry.

I jumped onto the ferry, overwhelmed and excited.

Not long after that, I finally arrived. I walked away from the ferry to the harbour deck, looked around, and my eyes caught a giant map on the other side of the harbour. I walked there and tried to find the campsite location.

Redefining Worry

"Is worrying a sin?" Asked my friend when we were sitting on the sofa in his living room. It was Christmas week in 2014.  Manchester got a little bit of snow, and my good friend and I were busy sipping our warm tea and having a chit chat.

Some of us might have the same question. Me too, although I can't remember the first time I asked that question.

Recently, I saw a quote on my social media feed, posted by someone, saying that worry is a sin because it is doubting God. I have heard many preachers say the same thing. Do not worry; It is a sin, because it is doubting God's ability and power. This statement sounds biblical and gets popular, the same like other sayings such as 'God helps those who help themselves'. But, is it truly biblical? Does the bible really say that? Show me where!