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  • Good Morning...

    It was a pack-out for our Remembrance service this morning.  Several visitors/first timers, and once again we had to find extra chairs.

    We had a very traditional 2 minutes silence at the start of the service, then we watched a short film about homeless ex-service personnel, learned about a Glasgow-based charity that supports such folk, and reflected on the amazing images in Micah 4 and John 14... not so much 'homes for heroes' as a 'homestead for sinners'.

    I think it went pretty well, and the sense of community as people chatted afterwards, discovering mutal connections, was illustrative of exactly what I was trying to say.

  • From the mouths of babes...

    On BBC Radio 2 'Good Morning Sunday', this morning, a poem composed by an unnamed three and a half year old Hebridean girl, on overhearing her home-schooled brother working on a WWI cententary poem project....

    Wait, wait, wait,
    Fight, fight, fight,

    Her mother titled it 'Life in the Trenches'

    The most profound war poem ever imo.