The Kitchen Table

There I stood at the door unaware my presence was already known, confused that I was expected, yet basking in the scent of baking bread beckoning me home. The cooking pot on the stove was larger than I had ever seen, animatedly exhaling the scent of pure love, bowed adoration bubbling from within. The radio... Continue Reading →

From Sin to Pride…

Last weekend I watched Channel 4’s new five-part drama It’s a Sin and was incredibly moved by it - the emotion has really stayed with me throughout the week. The fact that the national response to AIDS was happening in my childhood was not lost on me, and I found myself looking on YouTube for... Continue Reading →

The Bread of Love

The Old Testament reading for Morning Prayer today was about God providing manna for the Israelites in the wilderness. We are also going to be thinking about the road to Emmaus on Sunday. These two pieces of scripture originally sparked me to write this, but I've put some photographs round it now...a bit of a... Continue Reading →

Where is God…?

After taking a break from writing over the last few months, I am finally seeing those glimmers of God once again, inspiring thoughts and even gifting a few lines of poetry. It would be fair to say that writers block has silenced me, yet perhaps there are times when it is more important to listen... Continue Reading →

Identity

Our sense of identity is so important for our mental wellbeing, and yet identity is a complex weave of so many different aspects of self, some of which we can control and some which we cannot. Four weeks ago I was ordained priest, and I think I can honestly say that the weeks which followed... Continue Reading →

The Bread of Love

Bread and jam or daily bread?  Bread winner or maker?  Bread of life or of love?  Bread with raise or  that which draws gaze?  Bread of diversity:  naan, chapattis, pita,  flat bread, baguette,  garlic bread and pizza…. It is kneaded - it grows,  it feeds, it permeates The bread of love The body of Christ... Continue Reading →

The Agony

I love this poem, and have been dwelling in it as I ponder what it might mean to be a priest... Philosophers have measured mountains, Fathom'd the depths of seas, of states, and kings, Walk'd with a staff to heaven, and traced fountains But there are two vast, spacious things, The which to measure it... Continue Reading →

Never Again

What if Adam and Eve had not been tempted by the serpent to eat fruit if humanity had not got so self-obsessed that there was a huge flood a flood to end all floods followed by a rainbow promise of never again yet again and again we got it wrong so much so the Son... Continue Reading →

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