Tag: Jesus

  • Water work

    Did it tickle? Was the water warm? Was it relaxing, easing away the stress of the day? Were they looking down in embarrassment? Did anyone else wonder whether to say anything? Did anyone else want to stop him? It was so demeaning, so unbecoming, so degrading, so smelly, None of them wanted to do it.…

  • Bully for you

    Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never harm me. “The one I kiss is the man” Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never harm me. “Are you the King of the Jews?” Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never harm me. “I don’t…

  • Crucify Hymns

    Were you there when they crucified my Lord? Not really. I mean, I knew it was happening and I did watch from a distance. But it wasn’t like I was wielding a hammer or holding the nails. What’s that? Well, yes I did join in with the crowd but then everybody does don’t they? You…

  • the certainty principle

    At the moment I am contemplating Sunday evening’s sermon on the first half of Acts 4. One of the things that strikes me as amazing is that when the authorities had the apostles in front of them they did not attempt to argue about or disprove Jesus’ resurrection. It seems they knew that the evidence…

  • are you sitting comfortably?

    Stories are brilliant. As a toddler I used to love the afternoons when my Mum would turn on the radio and we would enjoy ‘Listen with Mother’. A plummy BBC-voiced lady would read a short story for children, but would always begin with: “Are you sitting comfortably? Good, then I’ll begin.” One of the things…