Spoons
In May 1975 I joined the m.t. Stolt Sheaf in the port of Bandar Shapour in pre-revolution Iran. It took …
In May 1975 I joined the m.t. Stolt Sheaf in the port of Bandar Shapour in pre-revolution Iran. It took …
I have always been a big basketball fan. Living in the UK it is not always easy to keep up …
In his sermon and book ‘The Freedom of Self-Forgetfullness’ Timothy Keller talks about getting to the place where the ego …
For us to get into the type of community that can be open and honest we need a lot of …
It appears when you prayer to improve your character, you don’t instantly get your wish, but rather plenty of opportunities to practice. So the last two years have involved me have to man up and speak to people face to face more than ever before. But they also involved something else – more of me coming face to face with my own flaws than ever before too – usually by others pointing them out.
I love sharing the gospel with people; honestly it’s one of my favourite things to do. I’m experienced in apologetics (which I also love) but all the CU lunch bars, and chats over coffee and all the other evangelistic stuff I’ve done had not prepared me for the emotional bashing it was to hear Andy say he did not believe what I was saying. I felt sick.
I’m worried that I am more bothered about being right than I am about loving my fellow Christian. The problem is that, even when I am right, unless I have love and unless that love is obvious then no one is going to want to listen.
Distracted by cheap food and rich conversation with my beautiful wife, I took my eyes off the trolley park for a bit, and when I looked back it was chaos. More trolleys had been left any which way, a lady approached and tried to slot her trolley into the back of another in the correct fashion, but this made more of a mess because of the angle it was now sticking out at.