nukelearfishing – the random and occasionally humorous musings of a Baptist Minister who is trying to be a free sample of Jesus and discover God in the ordinary.

(With apologies to John 1:1) In the beginning was the Word but we refused to listen. In the beginning was the Word but we were illiterate. In the beginning was the Word but we misspelt him. In the beginning was the Word but we didn’t speak his language. In the beginning was the Word but…

There are so many repeats on television, and often we are frustrated by them: “There’s nothing new on telly!” can be heard across the land most days of the year. But at Christmas we seem to welcome repeats. Christmas isn’t Christmas without the Sound of Music, The Great Escape, Morecambe and Wise and the Queen’s Speech…

A pome by my son, when he was six. Shepherds throwing their smelly socks about One night in Bethlem shepherds are throwing their socks about. At the sheep. Oh the Shepherds are singing the song: “Let’s throw our socks about, oh let’s throw our socks about.” The socks hit Bethlem, the socks hit the sheep,…

Having run from the hills as fast as they were able, What did the shepherds expect to find in the draughty stable? And when they went back to the sheep were they very happy – To have been the first people to see God in a nappy? (pome by me) Be blessed, be a blessing

I have a talk I have used a couple of times at Christmas. I lug on a big bag and say that I have everything I need for Christmas. And because I know that someone will say ‘Jesus’ I get out the knitted nativity scene that my Grandma made and put it on the table…

That’s a daft phrase isn’t it: ‘expect the unexpected’? How can you expect what is, by definition, not expected. You might as well say ‘watch the invisible’ or ‘stop the inevitable’. But when it comes to God, he seems to flesh out that phrase. Expect the unexpected – a pregnant teenager carrying The One. Expect…

So here we are, it’s 1st December again and while the season of Advent technically started on Sunday, today’s the day when we open windows in calendars and see what’s waiting for us. I am going to attempt an advent bloggage every day in this Advent calendar season, so consider this door number one. How would…

Originally posted on Honest about my faith: I just got back from a choir competition that my daughter was taking part in. My standout memory of the evening was a fanatical mum cheering wildly for her child in what was probably the worst performance of the night. The mum clearly wasn’t analysing the performance for perfection…