Love and the Trinity

On Thursday of last week the Scottish Episcopal Church decided to make provision for Same-Sex marriage within some of its churches.  Despite today being Trinity Sunday and hence one of the Churches festival, such a decision can not be left to just hang there without comment, especially as I believe it has been given a…

A Sorrowful Tale and a Lesson for Today’s Church

Imagine, if you can being a 27 year old woman, who finally after a hard life finds love.  Then to your surprise you discover you are pregnant.  Then to your shock the man leaves you alone and pregnant. Nowadays such a tale might indeed still hold the sorrow of a broken heart, but it would hardly…

Passiontide Meditations

These are the meditations used tonight during our Passiontide Sequence service exploring the pain and love that grows within and throughout Christ’s Passion.  The artwork is by Christine Keen. Meditation 1 – Pain, Judas and Peter A kiss. An act of devotion, of welcome, of love. The sound of lips against another’s skin, an intimate act,…

In the Beginning

Today is Ash Wednesday, the beginning of Lent, the day when some Christians go to church and have an ash cross marked on their forehead to remind them or their mortality.  Child of God, remember from ash you came and to ash you will return. Ash, dust, particles. In the beginning when Love, Light and…

Just before we get into Lent

I spent a few days in Milan at the beginning of this month.  I could have spent a few months, not gone to any additional places and still not seen everything that was on offer.  Over on Facebook I have been boring people with album, after album, after album of photos from the trip, but…

Remembering a Smile

This week we said farewell to Edna.  She had, in my opinion, the most incredible smile.  May she rest in peace and rise in glory. She was already frail when first I met her. Small and frail, a puff of wind could have blown her away like a crisp autumn leaf. Her smile though, that…

The Journey Home

We travelled back in a great rush telling everyone we met along the way about the child, everyone that is except Herod. Some scoffed at us when we told them. Not because they didn’t want it to be true, for they were among those who had been waiting, counted themselves among the promised stars.  No…