Finding our place in his story
When we entered the sanctuary yesterday, we saw them: hundreds of little paper crosses strung between the balcony and the large wooden cross raised at the front of our place…
The politically incorrect gospel
We’re well over half way through Lent, and this week I’ve been challenged again by this awareness: the gospel is not politically correct. There’s a big part of me that…
Settling into smallness
I stand awkwardly in the large open space shared by the physiotherapy reception and exercise areas. I’ve shed my sneakers and jeans in the examining room and now I stand…