Steph's Adventures

Living in Birmingham city centre we are surrounded by all things Christmas themed from about the end of October; but this year I certainly m...

Several of my recent posts will have perhaps made it fairly obvious that I've been thinking a lot about fear. About the tragedy of a soc...

And Mary said,  “My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Saviour, he has looked with favour on the lowliness of his ...

I have written quite a lot about the various different things which make up our life here, but I can't remember the last time (if ever...

"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not b...

It was Lancaster University chaplaincy, really, which first taught me about both the importance of, and the possibility of, church unity; an...

In Birmingham Museum and Art Gallery there are a series of sketches of women by the pre-raphaelite painter Edward Burne-Jones. They are the ...

At the beginning of August, together with our friends from Northern Leg of Student Cross we spent an amazing weekend in Edinburgh. To make t...

When it rains, look for rainbows.

It has been a while since my last blog post, and as ever, it is not because there has been nothing to say. Two or three half-written drafts ...

Following weekly vigils in Advent and Lent, Midlands Christian Action (MiChA) the small Christian Peace group we are helping to try and es...

Refugee week, a celebration of the positive contributions refugees make to our country, has just drawn to a close. Part of what I want...

It is no secret that I love the place where I work and the people with whom I get to spend my days. Alongside my main role of helping co-ord...

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...