...thoughts on life, faith and culture.
It was my birthday a few weeks back and a friend sent a card with some photos on, one of which is me at the helm of a sailing boat. I’d quite forgotten about it and the memory made me smile. If you didn’t know the context, you could even look at that photo and think I knew what I was doing. What you can’t see is the storm we were sailing into – only minutes later I was wrestling the helm as the wind and rain lashed the boat and the sea reminded me of my amateur status. In...
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After every mass shooting in America, The Onion runs the same article; ‘No Way To Prevent This,’ Says Only Nation Where This Regularly Happens. It’s a sad indictment of the continued failure of American legislators to do anything to stop the tide of gun violence. My heart breaks for the people caught up in this, those who grieve, those whose children or parents are never coming home. I’ve often written thoughts and decided against sharing because I’m British and want to stay in my lane – however, this time I decided to post. I may not be American, but I’m human and every act of terror...
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It had actually been a really good day up until that moment; not perhaps the perfect day, but its average was definitely high. The trains were all running late but by good fortune I managed to get on an alternate that would get me home earlier, so I dropped my bag and my bones onto the first seat I saw and sighed contentedly. It was around about this point that it happened. Someone acknowledged my existence. Not just a nod either, actual verbal recognition of my presence near them on the train. And they had children. The future flashed before my...
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