There are mornings in this country when the light itself seems to remember something we’ve long since tried to forget. Easter Sunday is one of them. It arrives not with the brashness of Christmas – no gaudy excess, no sentimental avalanche – but with a quiet insistence, like a truth that’s been waiting patiently at … Continue reading The Lie of the World and the Truth of Easter
Category: Seasonal
When Heaven Knocked Softly: Merry Christmas
It began, as most life-altering things do, without warning. Mary wasn’t praying for revelation. She wasn’t prepared. She was simply living — and that, it seems, was enough. The angel didn’t descend with thunder or spectacle, but with words. A greeting, strangely formal, and yet weighted with eternity. She was told she was favoured, though … Continue reading When Heaven Knocked Softly: Merry Christmas
Christmastown in the Third Heaven: A Pilgrim’s Progress Through Pastel Nonsense
Christmas seems to fly around quicker as I get older, and I’ve had this little belter in draft for a while now. And there are moments in the modern Church when I feel that the early Reformers may have burned the wrong books. Luther fretted over indulgences; Calvin worried about predestination; Cranmer toyed with liturgies. … Continue reading Christmastown in the Third Heaven: A Pilgrim’s Progress Through Pastel Nonsense
From Knock to Knell: An Autumnal Double Act
Today I was struck by three acorns! Nature has a peculiar way of tapping us on the head when she wants to remind us of something. If it were a meteor, we’d call it apocalyptic. If it were a coin, we’d call it providence. But an acorn - that comic nut of destiny - is … Continue reading From Knock to Knell: An Autumnal Double Act
The Jangle of Bells and the Old Dame of Music Halls
There’s nothing quite so peculiarly English as Morris dancing. Only in this island kingdom could the populace collectively decide that the best way to summon spring, frighten away demons, and cheer up the neighbours was to strap bells to one’s shins, wave hankies in the air, and smack one another with sticks. It’s both sublime … Continue reading The Jangle of Bells and the Old Dame of Music Halls
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