One hundred years ago at the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month, during the time today when we are celebrating the Eucharist, ended a world war that had brought inconceivable suffering.
The Transition to Autumn
Autumn always feels like a significant transition for me. I have been programmed by all those years of starting a new school year and the feeling has always stayed with me even though it’s a long time since my formal education ended.
The Ever Open Door?
“In my country, God’s house is always open!” This was said, accompanied by tears, by a woman wanting to come into church to pray, just as the verger was trying to lock the gates of St Martin’s portico. Not many churches stay open ’24/7′ in this country. I’m glad to say our verger was sympathetic to the woman’s request.
When I first moved to London, it was as a student. London’s Universities and study centres, swarming with experts from all four corners of the earth, women and men endlessly pursuing all the disciplines you can think of – this was all very attractive to me.