I don’t imagine I’m old enough to say that I’m getting used to the years going by. Nevertheless, another year has slipped past and I am reluctant to see it go, blessed as I am to have made home in another place. In these end of year posts, I usually pick out something I feel… Read More A first year in Sheffield
At the grave of Lazarus, Jesus wept. Even for one who would be raised again. Lament means grieving death in all its forms. It’s an expression of faith – holding pain before God; confessing loss and belief part of the same reality. It is all too easy for our dealings with pain to become escapist.… Read More Lament
In the past two days, 800+ people have died in the UK from Covid19. Their funerals will be attended only by immediate family members. Many more deaths are expected. In the midst of such loss, it is easy to get absorbed in the activity of meaning-making. Easy to seek refuge in diverting our attention elsewhere.… Read More good friday
Roll back the stone. … Read More Easter – Can we rejoice?
Cone writes about the crucifixion as a first-century lynching, and about how black people facing the state-endorsed terrorism of lynching identified with Jesus; they, “found in the cross the spiritual power to resist the violence they so often suffered” (p22).… Read More Re-crucifying Christ
Life has, for all its horror, been found by God to be worth dying for.… Read More Thoughts on 2018
Our feet can walk the road ahead with peace because Jesus has walked there before us.… Read More (Week 3) Feet Fitted with Peace
The greatest has come – to serve and love and share life with the least. The author has written Himself into the story. … Read More A Countdown to Hope (it’s advent)
Some thoughts-processing… Read More What’s your answer for death?
The fire that killed 79 over a month ago now is still on my mind. … Read More Grenfell 14/06/2017
A reflection after the terror attacks in Manchester and London.… Read More Eternity in the Human Heart
I ask, “Is anyone here wearing one green and one orange shoelace?” and a very tell and shy girl will raise her hand, and I will say, “Honey Bear? You are loved and chosen. As is, here and now and always. This is a come as you are system.” The girl (who had just gotten arrested for drunk and disorderly) smiled, blushed, and dipped her head like a swan.… Read More Two Posts I love from Anne Lamott
