What does it mean to say 'My Lord'?
Bad poetry seems to be the order of the week friends (sorry). A continuing theme of the last few years has been realising life's indeterminacy and navigating personal disappointments - both my own and those of friends'. At the end of my year in London I had to write a reflective essay, in which I … Continue reading they didn’t tell me about the grey
Recognition of worthiness unites wisdom and worship. This past week I've been thinking about this connection, and about holding together authority with vulnerability, justice with trust, and conviction with risk. I've been writing the below on a train to Manchester by way of processing. it strikes me that wisdom and worship are companions - in … Continue reading wisdom + worship
Maybe it's the nights getting colder, and the feeling of setting out home in the dark - but I've been thinking a lot about holding onto light this week. "Let there be light" God says, at the beginning of creation. "There will be no more night" promises Revelation. And yet, so often the darkness of … Continue reading holding to light
'Blessed are the peacemakers' When I think of peace, I think of white doves, olive branches and conscientious objectors. Peace requires solitude, demands silence, tastes bland, and is the preserve of the feeble and naïve. Being passionate about peace feels somewhat like an oxymoron. 'Blessed are the peacemakers' Sometime this year someone said, "peace belongs … Continue reading making peace
...you'll keep getting what you're getting"
Our choices are important, but they are not foreclosing of what is most important.
I remember a friend back in sixth form declaring to a chorus of outrage that she didn't get why Malala was getting so much attention - she had just managed to do the right thing at the right time. I understood the sentiment - I was just that much more ashamed to admit to it. … Continue reading Opinion: seeing the Greta tweets differently
This week I received news which means I am likely to be moving up north to Sheffield from September. This has come in same week as celebrating the formal end of my grad scheme. It seems strange to be on the move once more, but I feel very settled in it. I may no longer … Continue reading Reflections on a year in London
nothing is wasted in nature or in love.
Some quick scribblings from a recent experience. Dedicated to Rachel Held Evans who showed me the beauty of broken unbelief. Let me hear it for a church built not on belief but on brokenness. belief is unsteady. (sometimes I can claim it and proclaim it sometimes I unfurl clasped hands and find nothing.) At all … Continue reading Broken Unbelief
Warning: currently only in draft form, suggested revisions welcome. Not long ago, I read an article which suggested target-setting for net zero on the basis of pragmatism is inappropriate because, just like ending the slave trade, climate change is about righting injustice, not about altering focus. In the case of slavery and apartheid - whether … Continue reading Global Apartheid and the era of climate breakdown