Torn. A lonely garden draped in a starry night, a soul ripped apart. Yet not my will but yours His spirit shrieks his fear His…
I don’t understand. Don’t get it. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. The story wasn’t supposed to end this way. I thought there would…
Many churches partake in a ‘Labyrinth’ on Maundy Thursday. People are invited to walk through pathways, usually in a church/hall, and pause at certain ‘stations’…
A man with a jar of water. That’s who we’re looking for. That’s who Jesus told us would meet us. Thing is, you just don’t…
So, Holy Saturday. A day between the absolute hideous sadness and the incredible joy. Balanced somewhere, tinged by hope for us, but not for those…
So we went along to an Hour before the Cross service earlier on which Adventure Bloke was leading. In between keeping the Adventurous Pair separate…
I remember reading a book as a teen entitled ‘It’s Friday, but Sunday’s Comin’ (in true eighties cool teen speak.) I recall something about the…