In the crucible

My frustration reaches fever pitch, I’m stuck in a rut, nowhere to turn doors shut in my face, I’m out of the race can’t chase my way back in. Nothing gets started. Like and engine in the cold that gave up the ghost when the spark didn’t catch. Yet there is plenty inside me, bubbling…

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Easter Vigil

(I wrote this as a post-communion reflection for our vigil service this year.) Not a fairy tale, or myth, But a legacy of Grace. A history of faithfulness and patience In the face of perpetual infidelity – A stubborn people broken, Shattered into pieces, The result of brittle hearts. We are part of the story.…

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What The Zoo Reminded Me

On Wednesday the kids and I were treated by a friend to a trip to the zoo. We are very blessed where we live in being close to ZSL Whipsnade, which for anyone who hasn’t visited, is a massive and beautiful zoo with all kinds of wild animals. This was the first time my daughter…

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‘Tradition’! Or why you may see a fiddler on our roof.

I was born into a practicing Roman Catholic family. I spent my teenage years as part of an Evangelical church, but during my college years, I couldn’t call any particular church home. Then, partly through a lack of any flashing lights calling me somewhere particular and partly due having to move home to my parents…

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The old ball and chain…?

I actually hate this phrase. It’s meant to elicit wry chuckles, filled with knowing. Usually in reference to wives. Conjuring up images of chain-gang prisoners, dragging their heavy ball and chain everywhere, enslaved for their past mistakes. Everyone who would look on a prisoner in such shackles would be really glad that they weren’t in…

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Creativity is not for the privileged few… it’s as vital as breathing.

Something I am deeply convinced of, is our cultural lack of respect for creativity in life, in education and in each other.  It really gets my blood pumping, because time and time again, I meet with attitudes and opinions which are totally contradictory to the truth of who we are and how we were designed.

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