Tag: Jesus

  • when it doesn’t make sense

    I reckon we’re hardwired to want to understand what’s going on around us. I guess evolutionary biologists might talk about it being a survival instinct that allowed our forebears to anticipate threats, to respond appropriately to what’s happening and consciously to interact with their environment and those around them in a way that is logical,…

  • Marriage is like a pair of socks

    This weekend I am conducting a wedding and will be giving a talk as part of it. I have promised the couple that it will be a short talk – just the three hours rather than the usual five! In the expectation that they won’t be reading this I thought I would share it with…

  • doing justice to the darkness

    When I was training to be a Baptist Minister all of us had to endure being the victim in ‘Sermon Class’ once in our training. The idea was that a student (usually a 3rd year) would lead a service and preach a sermon in front of the college faculty and students. As if that wasn’t…

  • change?

    Most Mondays will find me sat in my study at home, working on the sermon and service for the coming Sunday. This is something I have started doing since I came to serve Mutley Baptist Church, here in Plymouth (the original Plymouth in the UK). In previous churches and roles I used to prepare on…

  • nostalgia and obsolescence

    I was chatting with someone today about Tipp-Ex correction fluid. The arrival of word processing on computers and the improved quality of personal printers must surely have had an impact on the sales of correction fluid. If I make a mistake typing I just delete and replace it with the correct word, and with automated…

  • watch it

    Recently my mother gave me a watch that had belonged to my Great Grandad, Percy. It’s not currently working and I would like to get it repaired (but that’s not what this bloggage is about). It’s not particularly valuable (I’m pretty sure it’s brass, not gold), but it means a lot because it was his.…

  • Plain Safe

    Mutley Plain, the road on which our church premises are located, is a busy vehicular artery into Plymouth city centre. There are lovely shops on both sides of the road, which means there are lots of pedestrians who want to cross it. While there are little green men at the crossing points to help people…

  • incredible you

    The human brain is incredible, isn’t it? I could reel off loads of statistics about it, but I want you to think for a moment about something. Anything. If you’re thinking, “I don’t know what to think about,” then consider your mind magically read. Tadaaa! (Or perhaps I am just playing the probabilities that someone…

  • phony

    If you play games on your phone you may share a couple of the frustrations I experience. Some games are free to install but they make their money by selling upgrades within the game or getting you to watch adverts (for which they get paid per viewing). They get you interested in the game, but…

  • penultimate

    Today is the final Sunday and penultimate day of my sabbatical leave. I am quite excited about the prospect of being back in the pulpit* next Sunday. There’s been a lot to reflect on during my sabbatical leave – too much to encapsulate here – but one of the things I have been doing is…