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  • Choose Life...

    This afternoon I finally met in real life someone I've known for around eight years, along with a mutual friend we've each known that long.  We met online in adverse circumstances and have chatted over the years.  Today we finally met in Glasgow because D is in Scotland for a weekend break, and L and I were both free.

    The photo is the cover of the tea (coffee, etc.) menu from our Deluxe Afternoon Tea in the Willow tearoom on Sauchiehall Street.  It wasn't cheap, but it wasn't extortionate and we devoured every last morsel. We chatted about all sorts of stuff, some happy, some sad, and most importantly, celebrated life.

    The sun shone, we enjoyed some time at Kelvingrove museum and a ride on the subway, we ate a wonderful meal together and smiled a lot. I'm tired now, and I have work still to do, but choosing life, living well and making the most of opportunities, that's well worth than having to play catch up this evening! 

  • 100 years...

    Absolutely ages ago (must be at least two years or so) I was invited to submit a response to a set of questions posed to women in Baptist ministry, which would be used as part of a "something" for the centenary.  That is now live and can be found here.

    What I like best is the 'hmmm' bit that the first of these women was born in 1883, the year The Gathering Place began, and died in 1962, the year I was born.  I think she came from Northants, as I am sure there is a story somewhere about her attending the agricultural college in Moulton, where one of my brothers studied in the 1980s.

    Anyway, if you are interested, do take a look at some of the stories.

  • Remembering

    This beautiful image of a rose (Lady of Shalott) landed in my inbox yesterday.  It was taken by one of my brothers and is the first bloom on the rosebush he bought to remember my Mum who died a year ago today (albeit in the evening - this is posted in the morning).

    Both of my parents loved roses.  If memory serves, they met in the rose garden of Kensington Gardens (Hyde Park) London in 1961.  When we were children there were always roses in the garden... 'Golden Showers', 'Blue Moon', 'Uncle Walter', 'Peace' are among the names that come to mind.

    I also love roses, even if they aren't my absolute favourite flowers, and this beautiful bloom evokes many precious memories.  Good call, CIBG, I hope you enjoy your rose bush and the memories it holds for you.

  • Rejoicing with those who rejoice...

    Today it has been annoucned that my placement supervisor from my first year of training back on 1999/2000 is to be appointed Bishop of Shewsbury... way to go, +Sarah Bullock

  • Hmm...

    Next Sunday I am planning to preach on Revelation 2 and 3, the letters to the seven churches. I last did such a thing fifteen years ago (almost to the date it turns out when I eventually found the file buried deep in my computer) and in repsonse to something that had been said at the Baptist Assembly of that year.  Hmm.

    But the bigger 'hmm moment' was when I realised that I had made a late change from my planned theme 'a glimpse of heaven' and a focus on Revelation 7.  This having been long since forgotten about, it was a real 'hmm moment' because that was the title I used on Sunday just past when we focussed on Revelation 7, 21 and 22.

    Much 'hmm-ing'!!