Village Vicar

One man and his dog reflect on the whole being a Christian thing.

ponderings

  • Hard to see, because we weren’t looking
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    Hard to see, because we weren’t looking

    Read the Gospels and one thing which keeps coming up is Jesus going where he isn’t expected to go. He keeps turning up among the disreputable, the marginalised, and the unloved, folk who, in the eyes of their culture, quite clearly were not the “blessed”. In fact, many of them would have been thought of…

  • On the morning of Her Majesty’s Funeral

    On the morning of Her Majesty’s Funeral

    An improvised poem, spontaneously devised and recorded as I prepared St Mary’s, Boston Spa to livestream the State Funeral of Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II

  • Being an online prophet.

    “Learn the lesson that, if you are to do the work of a prophet, what you need is not a sceptre but a hoe.” — Bernard of Clairvaux What follows was written a good few years ago, but as my first post of this new blog, I hope it gives some idea as to why…

  • Feeling our way?
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    Feeling our way?

    Feeling Our Way: Knobs, Kneelers and the Body at Prayer Where have all the knobs gone? The clocks have gone back and the heating is coming on, along with the annual ritual of remembering how it works. Once that meant turning a dial until it clicked. Now it often means finding your phone, opening an…

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