I saw this painting recently in London. It purports to be St Monica being handed her newly born son who was to become Augustine of Hippo.
It seems to me that this painting explains much.
I saw this painting recently in London. It purports to be St Monica being handed her newly born son who was to become Augustine of Hippo.
It seems to me that this painting explains much.
Have you invited the Primus to come along with his Brompton?
Personally, I doubt that bicycles are a helpful liturgical tool. The last time I was on one, it was in tandem with my training rector. We fell. We bled. Weeks passed before we could kneel at the daily office.
(though perhaps if bikes still came with sparkly ribbon streamers as they did when I was 8, I could be persuaded)
It sounds to me as though it would have been quite a good idea to have looked for a blessing before taking to the tandem.
+Primus has been invited by facebook.
Natch.
Unlike with pets, bikes are less prone to accidents on the carpets.
Last night’s service was all that it should have been. Happy, good humoured and dusted with gold. The little organ mass was a delight. God did indeed go up with a great shout. Congregation double what it was last year. Alleluia.
Tomorrow is a glorious feast – it is Ascension Day. It is one of my favourites and celebrates one of those stories from the Bible (like the talking snake with legs in Genesis) that you instinctively know is true. Services at 11 am, 1.05 pm (in Glasgow University Chapel) and 7.30 pm. The evening one…
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