Thought for the Week: Are you tired?
Are you tired? I was speaking with a member of our congregation this week who told me he was “tired to [his] bones.”
In God’s Hands
We have been beset by some serious illness in my, now virtual, office of the Diocese in Europe.
Rooted and Grounded in Love
At this time of immense uncertainty in our church I have been touched by the waves of compassion, generosity and care demonstrated by members of our community.
The Connection
Working at The Connection involves dealing with crisis all the time.
Blessings
I write this listening to a blackbird sing outside my living room window.
A picture speaks a thousand words
This old adage couldn’t be more relevant, when daily images on the news express plainly what words alone cannot fathom.
A Note from Abroad
I’m writing this from my beloved and broken Minneapolis.
Trinity Sunday
Last year my partner, Christos, and I attended the baptism of our friends’ daughter at St Sophia’s Greek Orthodox Cathedral in Bayswater.
It was the best of times. It was the worst of times…
It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. Those words, with which Charles Dickens begins A Tale of Two Cities, sum up our experience of the last ten weeks at St Martin-in-the-Fields.