On what would have been my mum’s birthday, I made this comment on twitter. Some guy saw this as his opportunity to attempt to provoke a reaction, telling me how terrible, immature and unbiblical my theology of heaven was. I’m not quite sure why he saw fit to wade into the grief of someone he… Continue reading A party in heaven?
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Continuing to trace the rainbow
Back a few months back, as the news came in that Queen Elizabeth II had died, a rainbow appeared over Windsor Castle. It was a beautiful symbol of God’s goodness and promises at a time of grief. I’ve frequently talked in terms of “tracing the rainbow” based on the lyrics of the hymn “Oh Love… Continue reading Continuing to trace the rainbow
Celebrating Easter with joyful praise
When we first arrived at Bearwood Chapel, there didn’t seem to have been a significant emphasis on Easter. The Brethren tradition tends to particularly stay away from church calendar occasions. However, we had a few people, particularly but not exclusively from the older end of the church who wanted to make a bigger thing of… Continue reading Celebrating Easter with joyful praise
Looking Back at 2021
Here’s this week’s podcast and it’s a return to the pandemic “Afternoon Tea” format with Sarah returning for a conversation about Christmas and the year that’s just gone by.
Xmas and Christmas revisted
I want to expand a little here on one of the points I made in my article about preparing for Christmas carol service sermons. In that article I warned against trampling on the connection points that might exist with those attending. I referenced an essay by CS Lewis called Xmas and Christmas which imagines Herodotus… Continue reading Xmas and Christmas revisted
Awkward – the unsayable?
A baby boy is born, rejoice, a symbol of hope in troubled times. That was the general mood of many public statements yesterday. Carrie Symonds, the prime-minister’s fiancé had given birth. This was the Archbishop of Canterbury’s reaction. There is a lot to be thankful for. A few weeks back, we were praying for Boris… Continue reading Awkward – the unsayable?