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Mark 5:21-43
A Good Story
What should we be making of this? Surely a good story, with effective elements included: suspense, dramatic tension as we are yanked from Jairus, made aware of the crush around Jesus preventing him from moving on to heal the innocent 12 year old girl. We might even share the sense of possible [...]
I turned up to a meeting last Friday and got chatting with one of the guys. We exchanged a few bits of chat and then he said that he’d had a look at this blog before he came out to the meeting. He commented on the fact that I don’t seem to be holding much [...]
I can’t quite believe I get to write sentences with the words cancer/terminal/died yet again.
On Monday afternoon my step-dad died. It was five months to the day since my mother died, and 72 days since my mother-in-law died. They all had cancer, faith and years of treatment which finally was no match for the [...]
The laws of gravity are strict. It’s almost impossible to break free from them for more than a moment. Unaided by metal and fire we remain rooted back here, forever pulled down.
That’s what this year has felt like; that there has been an irresistible force pulling at my family. First my mother lost her 19 [...]
There has never been a time when I have felt so lost for words. They usually come easily – like soldiers that I call up, reservists waiting with their bags packed. I summon them and set them in formation – rows across a page, marking out the territories recently discovered.But now now.
These days there’s much [...]
It’s been 18 days since mum died. Today’s my first back in my old routine – down to my office after waving the kids off, working through the inbox and filling up the calendar.
It all feels familiar – like I’ve seen this routine played out countless times in a favorite film - and there’s a [...]
This last Monday I buried my mother. She died on Valentine’s Day, aged 64, having been diagnosed with liver cancer 20 months previously.
There are too may things to say right now that there’s little chance of conveying the tremendous sense of pride I felt as hundreds of people pressed up against the walls of the [...]
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