Make the Cross Count

Make the Cross Count

On Thursday the 8th June the nation goes to the polls again. As the day approaches there is increasing frenzy in the media about the election. Whether it is on our TV screens, printed in the newspapers, and more than ever before through social media channels, commentators and politicians alike are clamouring for our attention and shaping the outcome of the election.

He Will Come Again!

He Will Come Again!

The gospel writers record that during the weeks after Christ’s death and resurrection Jesus appeared to the disciples on many different occasions. In fact the Apostle Paul catalogues many of these resurrection appearances in his letter to the Corinthians, not least an appearance to 500 people at the same time. After a period of 40 days these resurrection appearances come to an abrupt end.

What Hurts You The Most?

What Hurts You The Most?

Or put another way - What is the one thing in life that you find hardest to handle?

I wonder how you respond to that question.

For me, the thing I find most difficult to handle, is seeing my father-in-law who used to be a keen golfer, gardener and walker incapacitated and unable to get about his home without a walking frame, and needing a wheelchair or mobility scooter to get around outside with no realistic prospect of getting any better.

He is Risen!

He is Risen!

I love Easter. It comes at the time of year when spring is in the air. Days are getting visibly longer, leaves are returning to the trees and flowers are starting to bloom. After the gloomy dark days of winter we begin to anticipate the warmth of the summer and the opportunity to spend time outdoors and enjoy all that this beautiful world offers. Yet for all those benefits the overriding reason I love Easter is because that is the time when we celebrate the resurrection of Jesus.

Pancake Day

Pancake Day

This year Pancake Day falls on the last day of February. In homes all over the country people will be mixing flour, eggs and milk together ready to fry and toss into pancakes. I still remember the excitement I felt as a small boy as my mother went into production line mode, creating a seemingly endless supply of pancakes for me and my siblings.