The news from Beirut this week was horrendous. It was all just so NEEDLESS. A catalogue of criminality, responsibility-avoidance coupled with the impotence of those
It is Good Friday so the subject matter for the day’s reading presented itself easily enough. Choosing what to read, however, was a very different
Does the legacy of a heroic struggle for justice cover over a multitude of sins?
Or does the iconic hero’s fatal flaw render him and, perhaps even his legacy, leprous?
Is it ‘one strike and you’re out’ or might the twitteratti just possibly permit nuance and, dare I say it, complexity?
There is an emotional complexity to this wonderful painting by Swiss artist Eugène Burnand. I know very little about him, apart from the usual resort of Wikipedia. But he manages to capture a moment of almost frantic inquisitiveness, as Peter and his young, fellow-disciple John rush in the golden sunrise light to the burial garden. Their faces seem filled with anxiety, confusion, hope, wonder, and longing all at once. Hoping against hope, but fearing a con, or something worse? Could Mary Magdalene, first to visit the tomb, possibly have been right…?
So I should be upfront about this one. It’s a cheat – because I’m not the instigator of this particular combination – the poet was.
Well, I feel I rather drew the short straw at ASLP on Sunday with Joshua 11-12 as my passage – but then actually, each of the
Again as part of our Uncover apologetics series, I looked at the issue of God and suffering on Sunday (my previous in the series was
In early 2009, the then poet laureate, Andrew Motion gave an interview in the Guardian in which he lamented the pervasive ignorance about the Bible. He
I read this book very quickly, while away on half term last week. It is a brilliantly researched and well-written account of a world-changing tragedy
Hard to read, isn’t it? If it was a real motorway sign, just think of the accidents it would cause as people tried to work
Having had the chance to publish John Stott’s 1952 Parochial Evangelism online, back in January, here is another next instalment from the archives. I was