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Cracked Pots

Ever noticed how old pottery has a beauty all of its own? I’d love to be a pottery expert. I go aorund charity shops with my wife, Katy,  and I’ve seen some of the blue and white stuff from China and I don’t know if I’m looking an Ming or Han dynasty. But there can be a real beauty, even in stuff that is old and cracked. Sometimes they deliberatly put in errors into the firing process. I think they call it crackle glaze, like in the photo here. Sometimes I feel like I am old and cracked. No longer … Continue reading Cracked Pots

The God shaped hole

Before yesterday, the only thing I knew about Blaise Pascal was that he said each person has a God-shaped hole in our hearts. He meant that we are designed for worship, for a relationship with God. The other thing he said was that, if you like a gamble, it’s a fair bet to believe in God. If you follow him & you’re wrong you die like everyone else.  If you don’t follow him & Christian faith is all true, you miss out on eternal life.  I feel a lot of affinity with Pascal. He got sick and died young. Not … Continue reading The God shaped hole

The Graceful Hippo

 A devout cowboy lost his favorite Bible while he was mending fences out on the savannah in Africa. Three weeks later, a Hippopotamus walked up to him carrying the Bible in its mouth. The cowboy couldn’t believe his eyes. He took the precious book out of the Hippo’s mouth, raised his eyes heavenward and exclaimed, “It’s a miracle!” “Not really,” said the Hippo. “Your name is written inside the cover.”  So why is my opener a joke about a hippo? Well, the chap who’s thoughts I’ve been looking at today is from a place called Hippo. Or at least that … Continue reading The Graceful Hippo

All you need is love

It’s a great song by The Beatles, “All you need is love” but is it true? The song seems to be saying that the sum total of all that can be known about ourselves, others, the world, can be summed up by love. Is this just 60s hippy stuff or is there a deep truth here?   It reflects the teaching of many of the early Christian teachers. Origen of Alexandria said that life is about love. Specifically about seeking God, about knowing His love. It’s become a bit cliched these days, but he said almost 2000 years ago that life … Continue reading All you need is love

Ambition, Capacity and Calling

I have so many ideas for how to reach Folkestone. Great plans that, at the moment, I can do nothing about. I am hoping to return to work soon. I’m seeing the GP this morning and we will see… But then friends who have heart problems have talked about six months off. Others have talked about going back on light duties being 1 hour per day. I’m half way through series Six of the West Wing and, to be honest, I’m itching to get back & involved in my work. But I may not be able to just yet. See … Continue reading Ambition, Capacity and Calling

The Promise

While several of our church folk went off on an idyllic ramble to Canterbury today, Katy and I were a bit stuck for health reasons. So we went to the cinema instead. We saw a great film called The Promise.  It’s all about the Armenian minority in Turkey in 1914-16 and the genocide that happened in that country. The film tells the story of a young Armenian man who leaves his village to go to the capital city, Constantinople, to train to be a doctor. While there he falls in love with a beautiful and talented young teacher. It is … Continue reading The Promise

It’s an Argentine Tango, not a Viennese Waltz

One of the advantages of living in a house full of ladies has been Strictly Come Dancing. Over the years of watching the show, right from the first series in 2004, our little girl would jump up and down in excitement. Now she is 17, and I’ve a growing appreciation for the art form. The Foxtrot, the Lindy Hop & the American Smooth. Who can forget Austin Healey’s Pasa Doble or Chris & Ola’s Charleston?  Until today I had a few days when I felt progressively better each day. In my mind I felt like I was in a Viennese … Continue reading It’s an Argentine Tango, not a Viennese Waltz

I’ll get by with a little help from my friends…

I’m starting to feel a good deal better, though I’m far from 100% yet. It’s kinda three steps forward, one step back. I’m amazed by the number of folk who have been helping Katy and I over the last six weeks.  I’m going to name them all because they’re all troopers, every single one. Alan Dinnie, Seyan Tills, Arthur Glynn, Paul Kerley, Rob Sylvester, Alison Boddington, Tom & Emma Brunton, Wilf Ashburn, Ken Tee, Phillip Luscombe, Mung Hatzaw, Diane Stenning, Mel, Carol Smart, Belinda Walker, Gareth & Jackie House, David & Glynis Coombes, Paul Lanza, Margaret Brunsdon, Anne Tolputt, Rob … Continue reading I’ll get by with a little help from my friends…