At the recent Leicester Conference for ministers there was a session entitled, Where are all the Preachers? I wished to add to the discussion the fact that there is more to preaching than getting a text and preparing an accurate exposition. We must take into account the congregation; we must think of their needs and if we are pastors we should know what they are. So I have put on my other blog Writings and Ramblings a fraternal address - partly in note form, given a few years ago.
Sunday, 22 April 2012
Saturday, 14 April 2012
A strange, strange, world
A person who clearly has a male body but who feels he ought to be female can easily get help which may result in a sex change. A person who is gay but who would prefer not to be may not be able to get help because advertisements for such help can be banned.
Saturday, 7 April 2012
Easter poem
THE STONE ROLLED BACK
Such stones as this -
shaped, rounded, massive -
are the boundary stones
between life and death;
holding at bay the sight
and stench of corruption.
In the garden, trees and flowers
reach up in the light,
bowing in the breeze;
life budding and blooming,
wakened by Spring.
Just as a grass blade
pushes through tarmac
with the strength of weakness,
so this stone -
beyond women’s power to move -
rolls at the touch of an angel’s finger
as life invades
the dark night of the tomb:
and Christ, Jesus, man, God, is alive
and death is dead
and the stone rolled back for ever.
Monday, 2 April 2012
Church buildings 1
This is an old picture of the Metropolitan Tabernacle. My paternal grandmother's family had seats in the Tabernacle for a year while Spurgeon was still there, though I am not sure how old she would have been then. They moved further out to the suburbs so they ceased attending there. If only walls could speak. I have no idea whether my grandmother was a believer at that time or not, but I think she must have benefited from such a year.
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