• “OMG!!”

    The 1994 film ‘Four Weddings and a funeral’ has a very colourful opening scene; though it’s not as colourful as I’d remembered it. The first 90 seconds or so has Hugh Grant, who plays Charles, swearing constantly because he’s late for the first wedding in the film. However, when I

  • “It’s only a few more sleeps until Christmas…”

    As I write this, it is only three more sleeps until Christmas. It’s only three more sleeps until all the things we’ve planned and hoped for have come to pass; or will they? For Mary it wasn’t quite three sleeps. For her, as for many at that time, it was

  • “Wow! What a number!”

    I don’t do numbers. I realised this again re-reading Bill Bryson’s ‘A Short History of Nearly Everything’. In this fascinating book on many things scientific he plays with numbers whose size is virtually impossible to get your head around. But then again, when I’m told that on average this Christmas

  • “Why do we give thanks for food?”

    They all thought I was asking them a straightforward question, when will they ever learn? They assumed the answer I wanted was that we say thank you for our food because we neither wish to die or be without enough. But that wasn’t my point. They latched onto what you

  • “Amazing…what?”

    A few months ago my blog was a story that not only set me thinking but also struck a chord within my heart. Well, I’ve found another one; as told by the writer Philip Yancy. The story describes the inner dynamic that we need to bind our three question marks

  • “As quiet as a …”

    How do you build a community? The answer lies within how we use our triangle. It reminds us that genuine community is always complex, dense and intricate. To build taking the easier path of prioritising one of these question marks at the expense of the others is to end up

  • “It’s on the tip of my tongue…”

    If one picture is worth ten thousand words; then, what is this picture saying here? The three question marks are not these ‘ten thousand words’ but are three words that summarise and remind us of who we are and what it means to be followers of Jesus today. What I

  • “Let’s stop ‘Going to Church.’”

    No, I do really mean it; let’s stop ‘Going to Church.’ Before you organise your diaries too much let me tell you a story. When I was younger I would tell my mother Sunday by Sunday by Sunday that I was going to Church. My mum knew exactly what I

  • ‘If we lose the forest, we lose our souls’.

    This month Gilli and I are walking the North Downs Way, a ‘mere’(!) 153 miles long. We made this rash decision because last year we walked the Peak Pilgrimage; the fact that that was only 40 miles long and only took four days hasn’t been lost on either one of

  • “Early on the first day of the week…”

    Early on the first day of the week the world was never the same again. As the sun rises on that first Easter morning John describes Mary Magdalene’s journey to the tomb who is completely unaware that the world is now no longer the same. Her journey is defined by