Christ the King
We three kings… I want to talk today about three kings. I know for the supermarkets it’s been that time of year for a couple of months now, but we’re not going to be jumping...
Second Sunday before Advent
Don’t sweat the small stuff Perhaps the scariest thing I have ever seen was at most an inch long. No more than an inch long. Just a few millimetres tall. And dead. It was a...
Remembrance
Remembering loss Today I would like to take us on a trip to Coronation Avenue. No, not the television programme that’s Coronation Street and where we’re going is several hundred miles further south in inner...
All Saints
Ism, ism, ism It looks like the same St Mary’s this morning, but something is not quite the same today. Even more so than usual, the Rector, for some reason hanging around the lych gate,...
Last Sunday after Trinity
Ignorance is bliss Do we ever really forget our schooldays? If only. I certainly remember mine, those far off days of gas lights, corporal punishment, rote learning, and writing slates (the twentieth century came late...
Trinity 21
Convenience is king In the middle of August ‘temporary’ traffic lights were installed and the A232 Croydon Road, Beddington, was reduced to two single lane bad tempered queues. A day later the workforce scarpered; occasionally...
Dedication Festival (Evensong)
The human house I know I’m more than a little odd, but it’s not just me whose attention will be hooked by next to nothing, superglued to superficialities, pinned to the peripheral. I once spent ...
Harvest Festival
It’s worrying… Part of the experience of being human is always having something to worry about.The biology books may name our species Homo sapiens but the reality is always Homo sollicitus the worrying ape. Though...