Category: followers of Jesus

Yesterday I gave a shameless plug for the Magic Show I am performing with my friend Richard. I was playing around with the phrase ‘shameless plug’, kneading the words like poetic putty, and came up with the almost spooneristic ‘blameless shrug’. And, as it often does, that set me thinking and reflecting. One of Bart…

What a weekend I have just had. On Saturday I had the joy and privilege of inducting a Minister, on Sunday morning I preached at one of our churches and in the evening I joined in with a gathering of lots of Christians from Baptist churches in Southend. An Induction is a bit like a…

I’m going to be enjoying a few days of leave now so no more bloggages this week (stop cheering!). I hope and pray that you will find refreshing activities or rest this week too. You’re worth it. Be blessed, be a blessing

So I am doing a lot of driving in my new role. And I quite enjoy it. Except for the things that interrupt my journey like roadworks, diversions, traffic jams and lorries. I do understand that roads need repairing or improvement; that sometimes you need to go around an incident; that people don’t break down…

Hands are amazing aren’t they? We take them for granted don’t we? Think for a moment how much you have used your hands already today – even just to log on to whatever device you are using to read this bloggage – and then marvel at them. When you think about what we can do…

I hope you had a good Christmas. How do you feel now? Stuffed to the gunwales? Surrounded by the debris of the day (we’ll clear it up later)? Satisfied? Sad? Lonely? From time to time I like to have ‘Messiah Moments’. No, not delusions of grandeur (and how deluded must you be to think you…

Two contrasting moments this week have led me to a reflection. The first is the appointment of the first female Bishop in the Church of England. My initial reaction? Woohoo! Then sadness that it is a newsworthy moment at all. Then disappointment that there is still a male majority in terms of ministers in the…

So here I am, sitting in a well-known fast food restaurant, waiting for the lava-hot java coffee to cool enough for me to drink (that may give you a clue as to which Mc Restaurant I am in) and using their wifi. I am indulging in two of my favourite pastimes when I have time…

I have an A Level in French. Just. I scraped an ‘E’ grade. If I am honest I don’t think my heart was in it, and I didn’t really put the effort in that I needed. It was a combined A Level – Language and Literature – and while I really enjoyed the literature aspect…