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
Roll back the stone.
At the centre of Christian faith is the memory of suffering. This is Holy Week, when Christians recall the last days of Jesus's life, "in whose body was named all the violence of the world, and in whose memory is contained our profoundest grief" (Janet Morley). Jesus is anointed and crowned 'King of the Jews', … Continue reading Holy Week – Suffering God
I stand outside the barred church doors/ hammering with my fists/ while around me/ the world dies.
Life has, for all its horror, been found by God to be worth dying for.
Optimism reflects a hopefulness and confidence for the future- the idea that good will always prevail over evil.
The king, Tirian, says this to his dearest friend, Jewel the Unicorn: "If ever I offended against you in any matter great or small, forgive me now." Jewel’s response: ‘“Dear King,” said the Unicorn, “I could almost wish you had, so that I might forgive it.”
I hope everyone who reads this will use the coming New Year as an opportunity to reflect on what gives them purpose, and to identify what they wish for their 2019 that will bring a greater sense of purposefulness to their life.
I've asked some friends if they would be kind enough to spend some time reflecting on what they think their most sacred value might be and why.
I love the year end because it provides an opportunity to sit and look back over your shoulder and discover quite how many things have happened in the chunk of time of single year. On Jan 1st of this year, I was performing in a Japanese old people's home - I can't quite believe that … Continue reading Thoughts on 2017
A long while ago now, I read an article about someone whose brother had died,
“There’s a phrase,” she says, “‘the situation is hopeless, but not serious’. That’s how I see life, and all these things that are just dreadful. If you don’t laugh at them, you would curl up in a heap and wail.”
What I've been learning about rest + some practicalities
