When is criticism effective?

Yesterday the grandchildren came to tea. Polishing off his peach and pear crumble Zak announced, ‘This is one of the best two crumbles you’ve ever made, Granny.’ ‘So it’s only second best?’ ‘No. It could be the best, but you have made other great crumbles…’ Clever. It reminded me of a few weeks ago. AfterContinue reading “When is criticism effective?”

K.P., Simon, and Paul on Death

K.P. Yohannan Yesterday I read an article: ‘Why the ‘cure’ for Covid is far worse than the disease’ by K.P. Yohanna. Two extracts express his concerns:  ‘…Mumbai, a city with 20 million people and around 100,000 beggars. Suddenly there was a lockdown. Suddenly no passersby. No looks of compassion. No money. No food. Nothing. TheyContinue reading “K.P., Simon, and Paul on Death”

Rain, Projectors, Glasses and Boxes

Rain It’s chucking it down with rain this morning. My Grandmother would never let us complain about the weather. ‘This is the day the Lord has made’, she’d say, quoting Psalm 118. ‘We should rejoice and be glad in it.’ I’ve returned to my last two musings… This is my grandson dancing in the rain.Continue reading “Rain, Projectors, Glasses and Boxes”

Winning, Waiting and Wondering

Winning Earlier in the year we approached our coronavirus-world with determination; we would fight it and beat it together. We were proactive. We applauded the NHS; we extended our food banks; we visited neighbours; we delivered groceries; we created makeshift offices at home; we home-schooled our children… Rev Mark Rylands, an assistant bishop in Devon, bought an oldContinue reading “Winning, Waiting and Wondering”