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A Handful of Kings


Everything points to Jesus. It’s one of the first rules of biblical studies, everything points to Jesus. When you’re knee deep in the history of the kings of Israel and Judah, however, that can be harder to see than at other times. It can seem like an endless roll call of ne’er-do-wells with only the occasional bright light. A long list of men—with names that seem at times confusingly similar, and mainly begin with the letter J—who all too often ‘did what was evil in the sight of the Lord’. I believe, however, that the histories recorded in the bible speak not...
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Outrageous Love


Every time I sit down to write a blog recently, there’s some new atrocity in the news. Shootings, bombings, stabbings. Somehow terror has grown even more terrifying, sudden, and startling. It’s hard to imagine the kind of evil it takes to drive a truck deliberately through a crowd of celebrating families, open fire on revellers with a semi-automatic, or detonate a bomb that indiscriminately massacres crowds of people. The easiest, most obvious, and seemingly most natural, response is to hate. Hate Daesh and al-qaeda, hate the Mahdi Army and Boko Haram, and hate whoever else is presently unleashing their evil upon the world. And yet, a couple...
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Getting real


As some of you may know, and those who don’t are about to find out, I am hugely inspired by the work of Caravaggio. His art is immediate, raw and passionate, it jumps off the canvas and down your throat; while other artists painted the classical form—perfect, aspirational, inspired by the great sculptors of the past—he painted real people with an abrupt and powerful urgency. Dirt on fingernails, weather beaten faces. At the centre of this drunken brawler’s work was the message of the gospel; not men elevated to the form of God, but God taking the form of man. But this post isn’t really about...
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And Now the Good News


Marathons are all about good news, though if you tell me that at three o’clock on the 24th April I may disagree. But, on a fundamental level, the marathon’s origins are more about the telling of good news than they are about athletics. In September 490BC, Pheidippides burst into the assembly in Athens, informed the gathered leaders that their army had defeated the Persians at Marathon, and then promptly collapsed and died. He had ran from the battle with one job — to be a messenger of the good news. The marathon was born. People run marathons for many reasons, some for...
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Here Now


I love the way old cameras work. I’ve a beautiful vintage Olympus film camera at home; there are no menus, buttons, or screens, and everything is adjusted by rotating the lens in different places. Each section of lens has a different texture and the whole experience of photography becomes very tactile. As you rotate the lens, you can watch as the world seen through the viewfinder goes from blurry and out of focus to suddenly become crystal clear. I had a moment like this during the worship at church on Sunday morning, a moment where everything seems to click into place...
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