A little piece of poetry for this years Watchnight Service.
Silent Night? Aye right!
As the Roman authorities bustle round their census duties
Silent Night? Aye right!
As Joseph's cousins try to make room for all the visitors
Silent Night? Aye right!
As Mary cries out in the pains of labour...
At the end of April 2022 I took delivery of my new - leased - VW eUp! electric car. I'll be honest - I love my EV and don't ever want to go back to a petrol car if I can help it. We also own a petrol Kia Sportage, but I hope that the next time we replace our family car it will be with an EV. The chu...
A simple Christmas poem that I wrote for the Baljaffray Parish Church Christmas Eve service.
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus, lay down His sweet head,
But the babe became a boy,
And the boy became a teen,
And the teen became a man,
Pleased as man with man to dwe...
Back at the end of January 2020, a couple of months before the Covid-19 lockdown began here in the UK, I preached a sermon entitled "Sabbath and Time." At the time we were just at the beginning of a series on Sabbath, based in part on Stephen Swodoba's book "Subversive Sabbath". Sadly, I did not p...