Every so often a verse from the Bible jumps at you to challenge us to think afresh about how we are to follow Jesus. Well, for the last week or so I have been carrying around Mark 14:21.
It’s one of those verses which I have read many times and simply passed over, not really giving it a second thought. Until now.
We are at the last supper and Jesus has just shocked his disciples to the core as he reveals that one of them is about to betray him. They can’t believe it.
“Everyone knows where Dad is except Dad.” So my daughter whatsapped yesterday as I walked Cheshire’s Sandstone Trail with Bella the dog.
My loving family were tracking us through the location-sharing facility on Google maps. My early erratic movements showed that we had hardly left Frodsham before getting ridiculously lost.
The whole point of walking this well-worn trail was the knowledge that at every twist and turn there would be a prominent yellow sign to show the cor
“I never knew a man who had better motives for all the trouble he caused.”
As the 20th anniversary of 9/11 approaches, I am currently reading Graham Greene’s The Quiet American, written from his experiences as a war correspondent in French Indochina.
In this beautifully crafted novel narrated by world-weary English war correspondent Thomas Fowler, a well-intentioned and idealistic American intelligence officer, Alden Pyle, confronts the bitter realities of this French colo
So tomorrow it’s going to be another D, as in Dulwich Park. For your info my other D is Delamere Forest which I did in 2019.
Not that I am a ParkRun alphabet tourist. Otherwise that would mean travelling to Poland, to run in the Zielona Gora ParkRun, although I did have to go to Queensland to get my U!
But when away from home, as today in south London, I try to make the nearest ParkRun – nowadays there are 729 in the UK, and so not difficult to find one. Each one is vir