In one of Woody Allen’s stand-up comedy routines from the sixties, he said, ‘Years ago, my mother gave me a bullet. I put it in my breast pocket. Two years later, I was walking down Seventh Avenue, when a berserk evangelist hurled a Gideon Bible out of a hotel room window, hitting me in the chest. The Bible would have gone through my heart if it wasn’t for that bullet.’
A Sermon by Revd Dr Sam Wells, delivered on the Second Sunday of Epiphany
Readings for this service: Isaiah 42: 1-9