Not so long ago, the first anniversary of the UK’s Covid lockdowns starting was marked. ‘Celebrated’ is obviously not the word. And we’ve all gone
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This is the 11th post in a short series trying to grapple with today’s sense of malaise in British evangelicalism. One of The West Wing’s big
It feels relentless. We are in the 8th week of our family’s experience of Lockdown/Quarantine and while there are hints of change, there is nothing
This is Holy Saturday. It’s an in-between day, a limbo. It is deeply unsettling, especially if you need your world to be categorisable, identifiable, graspable.
For this Maundy Thursday, here’s a favourite purple passage. If I’d been on the ball, I would have obviously put the Alan Paton passage tonight.
I know little about Christopher Smart (1722-1771), apart from the fact that the suffered the torments, like his almost contemporary William Cowper, of an eighteenth-century
Today’s lockdown reading is unique. It’s never been published before (apart from being posted on this blog about four years ago) but I think you’ll