Tag Archives: Pentecost

Fruitful, Inviting, Growing

Who knows what this is? Yes, it’s a fig. Perhaps you might be more familiar with them in that classic English tea time treat – the fig roll. Has anyone here ever grown these things? I was going to say that I thought you had to grow them under glass in the UK, but a […]

What does it mean?

This time last year I was just getting ready to start running the Potters ‘Arf. This year’s participants are gathering now, as we meet, ready to set off at 10:30 on their 13 and a bit mile journey around the city. Just over an hour later the winner will finish, with the rest of the […]

Be kind, rewind.

Do you ever read books or watch films or TV series where the timeline has been messed around with. I watched a film the other day where the first five minutes of the film showed a man grieving over the death of his mother, and then it cut to a scene with the subtitle “two […]

Getting stoned?

I used to have a boss who was never really comfortable if everything was going well. At those times when we were on course to hit target, we had just the right number of cars in stock, the sun was shining and there was no crisis for us to grapple with did he relax and […]

Looking at your elbow

I wonder if you might try something for me. Would you look at your elbow? Not the bit on the inside, but the pointy bit on the outside. It’s really quite a difficult thing to do, isn’t it? If I’d asked you to look at spot just between your shoulder blades, then you’d have known […]

Telling the Wonders of God

I wonder if you ever watch those TV programmes or films where they have messed around with the timeline? You know the kind of thing, the film starts with a wedding and then the rest of the film is flashbacks to things that have happened in the lead up to the wedding. Through all the […]

Pentecost Water

What is it about kids and water? My four year old, Nathaniel, came home from nursery this week one day and told me that they’d had something really special that day. They’d had the water guns out. But there was one rule. No squirting people. They’d cleaned the garden furniture, sprayed the walls of the […]