The clamour was simply whelming and resistible. The crowds beating down the front door were truly singular. So I capitulated and gave the fan what
I love the British Museum. It’s a treasure house and a marvel. It covers the entire world and even just a few minutes within its
Very excited to announce that the first two episodes of our new podcast THE STOTT LEGACY have aired. I meant to do this last week
Last summer, I was a contributor at Oak Hill Theological College’s annual School of Theology day. It was a real privilege to be involved and
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
Something Hugh said at that meeting in Sheffield has been etched on my memory every since. I’d only been in ordained ministry perhaps 2 or 3 years and we were having our normal post-Summer catchup and planning session.
We would habitually begin with a short devotional, but that day, Hugh was in reflective mood. Only a few weeks before, he’d celebrated his 50th birthday, and now he openly described how affecting that milestone had been. If memory serves, it was on the lines of “I now realize that I have more years of formal ministry behind me than ahead of me.”
You will know of Godwin’s law, I’m sure, whereby the longer an internet discussion countinues, “the probability of a comparison involving Nazis or Hitler approaches 1.” So, I’m afraid, the time has come.
One of the most gripping if chilling works of history that I’ve read is one that I find myself returning to a lot these days, despite the fact that it is well over 10 years since I first encountered it (in early research for Wilderness of Mirrors). Sir Ian Kershaw has spent a lifetime researching 20th Century German history and has brought all kinds of profound insights to the anglophone world (including through his mammoth two-volume biography of Hitler).
HAPPY NEW YEAR! Hoping 2021 is better than 2020!! Sacred Treasure Sad to begin 2021 like this, but I felt it was unavoidable. The repercussions
We had a week beside the sea, last week. Nothing quite like the North Sea in October! Blustery Norfolk skies and coastal walks are the
So I realise this the second time this year I’ve homed in on this poem, but I come back to it again and again. Which
Lockdown, at last, is easing in the UK – after over 100 days. So I’m winding up this little series of poetry readings. But if
One of the many reasons for missing life in central London is Daunt Books. I’ve mentioned it a few times here, including in this post