We didn’t begin with a loud bang. We didn’t begin with a “Let there be- and it was so”. We didn’t begin with words at all.
We began with a silence that can be so loud. As loud as the sound of our own beating heart, reminding us that it is there….
We didn’t begin with a loud bang. We didn’t begin with a “Let there be- and it was so”. We didn’t begin with words at all.
We began with a silence that can be so loud. As loud as the sound of our own beating heart, reminding us that it is there….
Questions, Answers and the Stories in Between “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’ Matthew 25:40 An exploration of ‘The Good Samaritan’ story from Luke 10:25-37. Questions, we have them; identity questions, morality questions, existential…
‘I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality… …I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.’ MLK When? When you’ve lived flinching the scrape of…
Called. ‘When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them? You have made them a little lower than the angels and crowned them with glory and honour. You made…
Loved. ‘Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.’ 1 John 4:8 ‘We love because he first loved us’ 1 John 4:19 ‘love one another as I have loved you’ John 13:34 Read: Genesis 1:26-28 and 2:18-24 Some sickness is easy to diagnose, like blotches on skin or a fevered brow. …
‘Dust and Breath’ ‘The Spirit of God has made me; the breath of the Almighty gives me life’Job 33:4 Read Genesis 2:7 and Job 33:4 Standing on the edge of our own mortality can be the strangest place to be. Yet it is a place every one of us will stand one day. Every…
Hello Friends, It’s been a while since I wrote, because I have been working on another project. I’ll let you in on that in Just a moment… Well here we all are, sitting at home waiting for the storm to pass, waiting for the rainbow at the end of all this darkness. None of us…
Incarnation ‘We think of him as safe beneath the steeple, Or cosy in a crib beside the font, But he is with a million displaced people On the long road of weariness and want. For even as we sing our final carol His family is up and on that road, Fleeing the wrath of someone…
One of my least favourite things in all the world is Kingston traffic, Kingston traffic heading through crossroads at 5pm. Petrol fumes and burning oil hang on hot, humid air. Cars, buses and pedestrians flooding frustration, pushing, pressing through non-existent lines. Revving engines roar and rage, horns beat out of time to the hollering song…