Steph's Adventures

I have been wrestling with this particular post for quite some time. I'm still not convinced it quite says what I want it to, but I'...

They devoted themselves to the apostles’ teaching and to fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer. Everyone was filled with awe...

We are now well into the Easter Season, but I want to look back and reflect on Lent. There are years when I have found a way to do Lent we...

During this year's Student Cross, I wrote this poem . Like a lot of poetry, it is, I guess, designed as much to be heard as to be read...

During our Maundy Thursday liturgy at Carrs Lane we reflected on the different elements of the communion service and why they are important....

Yesterday morning involved a very early start to be here, outside the gates of the Roxel factory near Kidderminster. This "People's...

During Lent, as during Advent we have been holding a prayer and protest vigil outside HSBC for one hour each week. This time we have opened ...

It is Holy Week, and often, right now, I would be walking with Student Cross. Other commitments mean that this year, I was able to walk the ...

One of the biggest developments in our life this year is one about which I have scarcely written here. There are a whole variety of reasons ...

Last week was half-term in Birmingham and we took advantage of the week off to leave the city centre behind and head to Ludlow. Notable in p...

The Lord's prayer has been prayed throughout the whole of Christian history. I'm not about to suggest a rewrite (which almost certai...

Today is the 2nd February, the feast of Candlemas, or the Presentation at the Temple, and, at least in some traditions, the very end of the ...

For the fourth year in a row, during the Week of Prayer for Christian Unity, Birmingham Churches Together organised 24 hours of prayer in a...

I am a great believer in fully enjoying the Christmas Season ... and I have no problem continuing to wish people a Merry Christmas up until ...

I do believe there is an oft-overlooked inherent challenge in the message of the incarnation, but don't get me wrong, I also get that Ch...

December can be a particularly depressing time to live in Birmingham city centre. I realise this is not exactly a cheery upbeat beginning to...

I am sure that the inn keeper of the Christmas story felt he had very good reasons for saying to this tired, dishevelled couple that there...

My painting, not my words (again). This time the words are the lyrics from a song I love: Add to the Beauty, by Sara Groves. We come w...

(My painting, but not my words. I had assumed they were by that well-known prolific author, Anon, but actually they are by someone cal...

On Fridays I have the privilege of teaching an amazing group of students from Iran, Iraq, Yemen and Sudan. Waking yesterday to bright s...

In recent years I have always chosen to wear a white poppy in early November. On a good year, when it doesn't get destroyed by going t...

As with my last one, this wasn't exactly written to be a blog post but hopefully it makes enough sense to be of interest to those who m...