The scene is a very busy bookshop. A bepigtailed elderwoman protagonist approaches the information desk. She pauses for a moment and then asks…
“Excuse me, Religion is…?”
Her bearded interlocutor pauses for a moment and then replies….
“Religion is in the gold room, just up the stairs.”
He pauses once again, and then asks, “Or were you looking for a more esoteric answer?”
Lovely folks! Oh, do they make rainbow collars? You would certainly look striking in it! Of course you are striking in the black and white amongst all the other colorfully attired ones!
It was an honour to march in the light of God; an honour to be with others from St Mary’s and to be able to invite so many people to our church.
If one could like comments, I would like Franny’s
Yes, I agree with Rosemary and Franny! It was a great morning. I wish we’d managed to make it all the way around but I think our exit was well-timed. We even managed a nap after all the excitement.
A colleague in the diocese has died. He was a young priest. I knew him as someone who was generous and kind. He was a year older than me and died very suddenly on Friday. Another funeral I suppose.
As we gather to read the word this morning, there is one thing that is inescapable ? it is all about sheep. Sheep and shepherds everywhere.
One of the most extraordinary services I've taken here in Bridge of Allan was the week that a pipe band turned up, in full kit, for the 8 am Sunday Service. The eight o'clock is usually half a dozen of us, most more than 20 years older than me, enjoying the first, quiet light of…
The horror in Iraq grows ever deeper. The photographs of Americans torturing Iraqis have sickened me to the core. That they were doing this in one of Saddam Hussain's old torture palaces has managed to lower the moral status of the continued conflict even further.Not only that, but each horror like this makes it harder…
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