One of the things which has been mentioned to me often by a particular generation of Christians, is an action…
2020: the year that wasn’t
When news came that Sheffield was entering into tier 3, nearly a month ago, I really struggled. I’ve been treating…
Place.
Incarnation is a hope which is not escapist. I wonder how much of our hope winds up in forms of…
A Sexually Literate Church
Every church I’ve been a part of over the past few years has always allocated some teaching time within the…
“F*** that S***”
This week I watched a webinar organised by the Asian Theological Academy (ATA) and the Asian Forum of Theological Movements,…
summer twenty-twenty
The past couple of months have been a strange time of moving, running up hills, and thinking about another year…
Where there is no vision
Where there is no vision, the people perish. This proverb was quoted by Claire Perry, the ex-COP President fired at…
“I saw you looking at me”
Before responding to every post, but this post especially, ask yourself if your response is kind. Sexual harassment can happen…
A first year in Sheffield
I don’t imagine I’m old enough to say that I’m getting used to the years going by. Nevertheless, another year…
The Three Graces of Chronic Not-Wellness
Originally posted on underwhosewings:
Around a year ago, I began a Quest. Admittedly, it was not as exciting as the…
the things dreams are
stories we tell about who we are, tethered to now, they sing of tomorrow their being is here, telling of…
The bread is enough.
Perhaps the thing I’ve missed most of all in lockdown is church in person. I deeply miss the physicality of…
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