Today, I’m starting with some definitions: Goel means a person, usually one’s nearest relative who has certain obligations to you eg to secure your freedom from slavery, avenge wrongdoing Gole means a clustered body of troops, ready for violent action Loge means a booth or stall, possibly an exclusive lush box at a theatre Ogle…
On Easter Sunday or afterwards you may have sung the hymn by Francis Pott, ‘The strife is o’er, the battle done.’ The words remind us of the three days of intense sadness that elapsed while everyone thought Jesus was dead, and before he rose again, ending the strangle hold of death over people of faith.…
This week, our 10 minute service reflects on Revelation 1:7.
Today’s thought for the day is brought to us by Canon Ian Rees, Rector of Central Swansea at the time of writing (October 2022) www.christianaid.org.uk Something to read James and John, the sons of Zebedee, came forward to him and said to him, ‘Teacher, we want you to do for us whatever we ask of…
Reflecting on the Easter story, one passage challenges readers of Luke’s record of The Last Supper. In chapter 22, Luke records the preparation for the Passover meal at which Jesus institutes what is described today as “The Breaking of Bread” service or “Holy Communion” – verses 19 and 20. What may be overlooked is the…
Fourth Sunday of Easter Year C 11th May 2025 Lectionary Readings: Acts 9 v36-43; Psalm 23; Revelation 7 v9-17; John 10 v22-30. The Gift and Work of the Holy Spirit Luke, the writer of Acts, tells us that Tabitha (Greek name Dorcas), a follower of Jesus, was raised from death by the power of…
A week ago, I used the image of a badger in our garden as a basis for my TFTD. Following on from that, I was dismayed to see evidence of further visitations from Mr Badger, plus his friend Mr deer! I had hoped that my erection of a fruit cage bolstered with a fence would…
May 2025 Preaching Plan
I maybe ought to have written this thought last Sunday, but to be honest, I wasn’t even aware that last Sunday was the London Marathon until after I had written last Sunday’s thought. I’m glad that I didn’t write something, because it would have been very different to how I feel today. No doubt some…
When I was a child I really didn’t like walking over bridges and if the river underneath was in flood, I was terrified. Most weekends my family walked to visit relatives and we had to cross a river. Most times I refused to walk over and my father had to carry me. I can still…