Burden-Bearing Mud Travellers

Last weekend it was Gloucestershire cheese rolling; this weekend it was Essex mud racing. More British bonkersness. Hundreds took part in in the Maldon Mud Race, a charity event that marked its 50th anniversary; thousands of local spectators watched. Contestants race 500 metres through thick, knee-deep mud, many entrants wearing fancy dress. Last year’s eventContinue reading “Burden-Bearing Mud Travellers”

Such A Time As This

Esther is an immigrant Jewish girl. by a strange sequence of events, she’s taken into the king’s hareem and becomes the Queen of Persia. Haman, second in command in the Persian Empire, plots to destroy the Jews. Mordecai, Esther’s cousin, seeing Esther’s unique opportunity to prevent this destruction of their people, says: ‘Who knows whetherContinue reading “Such A Time As This”

Small Acts of Integrity and Goodness

This morning’s ‘Lectio 365’ devotional reading quotes the Filipina writer and social activist, Melba Maggay: ‘So this we believe: a kingdom of justice and righteousness has begun, and it’s making its way into people’s lives and denting structures that continue to oppress and dehumanise. Such work is seldom done in the corridors of power norContinue reading “Small Acts of Integrity and Goodness”

Why – The final question?

One of my favourite Roger Whittaker songs is ‘Why’. Written fifty years ago, Whittaker asks about climate change, lost love, regret… universal questions of why things happen as they do: Will the grass be gone from underneath the skyWill the golden flower wither soon and dieWill the fire burn out the landAnd the sea fill-upContinue reading “Why – The final question?”

Observing, Inspecting, Searching…

Last week on holiday we visited Flamborough Head, just North of Bridlington on the Yorkshire coast. From the cliff top we observed seals on the beach. An excited group of bird-watchers had seen an Icterine Warbler in a hedge. Rachel saw it; I didn’t. Apparently they’re pretty rare. At the RSPB site at Bempton seaContinue reading “Observing, Inspecting, Searching…”

Where No One Stands Alone

I’ve always considered ‘Where No One Stands Alone’ as an Elvis Presley gospel song that others have ‘borrowed’. Here’s one of the many versions: Once I stood in the nightWith my head bowed lowIn the darkness as black as could beAnd my heart felt alone and I cried, “Oh LordDon’t hide your face from me”Continue reading “Where No One Stands Alone”