Faithfully Present … déjà vu

Déjà vu I vividly remember walking into the living room a number of years ago and being greeted by a four-year-old who, proudly pointing to the large scrawl of dark blue felt pen all over the cream painted wall, declared, “Look, Mum, Mene, Mene, Tickle, Parsnip.” I...
Faithfully present…

Faithfully present…

Are we there yet? Long journeys… remember them? Perhaps, with Covid restrictions easing, you have ventured further afield to visit friends or family, or you’ve gone somewhere just for the joy of being somewhere different. It strikes me that on most long journeys...
Even if…

Even if…

Oh, the things we teach our kids! Children’s ministry as I, at least, recall was spattered with stories of fear, violence, and war. I remember exactly where and when I first heard the story of the fiery furnace and the impossible-to-pronounce names of Shadrach,...