nukelearfishing

Category: free sample of Jesus

  • the blog I almost wrote

    I was about to blog about an issue I have with using up a particular resource when performing one of my favourite magic tricks when I realised that if I did I might well be revealing a bit more about that illusion than I would want to. That could have several unwanted results: For people…

  • episode 32

  • meme-fishing

    I find it interesting that some combinations of words simply float past our eyes and vanish again, while others resonate with us so much that we want to remember them, share them, retweet them or otherwise let other people know how profound we found them. The internet is awash with many things but seems to…

  • episode 31

  • view from my pew 13

      Dear Internet Mr Grenville-Stubbs here. I imagine that you thought I had forgotten all about you, didn’t you? But no, I have simply been rather too busy to put fingers to keyboard and muse in your direction. However, I have something rather significant to tell you. Revd Philip Inneck-Tucker, our Minister, told me a…

  • episode 30

    I am almost sorry

  • dating

    Rather belatedly, “Happy New Year!” Why is it that we celebrated new years? After all it’s just another 360 degree rotation of the planet on our orbit of the sun, just like any other. The fact that we have decided to number and name dates does not make them any more special than any other.…

  • the neverending story

    I love the Christmas season. Beyond being the season of sparkle, tinsel, presents and ho, ho, ho it’s the season that is full of joy, hope, intimacy with God and the miraculous wonder of Immanuel. There’s so much in the few verses and chapters that we read at this time of year each year. Given…

  • episode 29

    (no spoilers please, I haven’t seen it yet!)

  • passwords

    I don’t think I am the only one who has come to hate passwords, am I? In the good old days of telephone banking I might have to remember one password along with my date of birth and mother’s maiden name. I was rubbish at it. I could remember my date of birth and mother’s maiden name…