Why Good Friday was Good

The cover picture is by ChilVera, via Pixabay Saturday before Easter Day (continued from ‘Bad Thursday’) “C’mon Wendy, talk to us” we said, as she flitted too and fro amongst the dozen-or-so other café customers. Saturday morning was ‘peak hour’ when working people joined us ‘economically inactive’ folks. A  leisurely breakfast cooked by somebody elseContinue reading “Why Good Friday was Good”

Not many fathers…

A slightly expanded version of my tribute at Brian’s Thanksgiving service on 20th October ‘Thank heavens ‘, thought I, ‘that I don’t have THAT guy for a home group leader!’ It was the mid-eighties, and my workmate was telling me how he’d discussed a complex situation with his small group leader at church in Dewsbury.Continue reading “Not many fathers…”

The Thrill of the Ride

YOU’VE GOT TO READ THIS BOOK – IT’S SO INSPIRING “What an extraordinary couple!” I thought. Sally, an articulate English lady with the air of a teacher, organised the children’s programme on Sunday mornings. Gibson, a short but muscular black man with shining eyes, seemed perhaps a little younger than she. He played the electricContinue reading “The Thrill of the Ride”