We must not forget the price young people paid
It has been a hundred years this year since Horace Arthur Thornton was killed in action in France. He died near Bullecourt on July 27th 1917 and was buried at Croisiles British cemetery, Pas de Calais,...
View ArticleReflections inspired by mortality
So the day of my Dad’s funeral has come and gone. It seems strange, somehow; I’ve lived with the impending reality of this day for two or three years, since the day Dad asked me to preach at it, and...
View ArticleThe Big Questions
Some years ago I attended a clergy conference at which we were discussing a rather esoteric document produced by, I believe, the Primate’s Theological Commission (non-Anglican readers should note that...
View ArticleUs and the grandkids…
This picture was taken a day or two after Kai was born, back in the summer. I’m putting it up here now so that folks who receive our Christmas e-letter can visit this post and nab it, if they so desire!
View ArticleRandom Lent Thought for Saturday March 11th
I have absolutely no doubt that, over the years, family life has been by far the most effective tool in the hands of God for transforming me into a less selfish, more loving person. I am by nature a...
View ArticleWe must not forget the price young people paid
It has been a hundred years this year since Horace Arthur Thornton was killed in action in France. He died near Bullecourt on July 27th 1917 and was buried at Croisiles British cemetery, Pas de Calais,...
View ArticleTravels, Part 1
I was born in the city of Leicester, in the English Midlands, on a street that looked a bit like Coronation Street. My family came from working class or artisan roots; my grandfather on my mother’s...
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