Peter, Pascal, and I

I All dreams led back into the nightmare gardenWhere the great families who should have loved him sleptLoving each other, not a single roseDared leave its self-regard, and he alone was kneeling,Submitting to a night that promised nothing,Not even punishment, but let him pray;Prayer bled to death in its abyssal spaces,Mocked by the silence ofContinue reading “Peter, Pascal, and I”

Conservatism ≠ Democracy

Following the UK’s recent National Conservatism Conference, several commentators highlighted how out of touch the conference was with the national mood, as if to be ‘out of touch’ consigns a movement to history’s dustbin. Never mind that the average journalist doesn’t quite represent the everyman either, or that most popular intellectual movements begin life onContinue reading “Conservatism ≠ Democracy”

Staying put, being strong: or, reading the Bible with cultural sensitivity

If the Bible is our only resource for theological reflection, and especially if we read it as a treasury of proof-texts and kitchen-calendar verses, then we will read it to support the version of Christianity we already believe. Now, there are limits to that, as anyone who’s paid attention to the remarkably frank confessions ofContinue reading “Staying put, being strong: or, reading the Bible with cultural sensitivity”

Just an ordinary means of grace kind of a guy

We’ve decided it’s time for a revival. Change is in the air; the prayer meeting is well attended, and now we’ve begun an additional, fortnightly meeting praying more specifically for a great moving of the Spirit. And it seems the time is right. People are disillusioned with where the ideals of secularism have left them.Continue reading “Just an ordinary means of grace kind of a guy”

Meandering Musings on the Death of My Pet Hamster

The smell of a recent rain. The beams of light bursting through the chinks in the foliage, bringing slender yet strong illumination to my path. The breezy whistle of wind ambling through the trees alongside me. The canal on my right, at first glance calm, still, silent. Yet on further inspection, teeming with life. Insects.Continue reading “Meandering Musings on the Death of My Pet Hamster”