Without a doubt, this is my favourite music release of 2019. I adored Lost Friends and this is such a great little follow up!
There are few blessings like having a wife who welcomes you home after a long day and tells you to lay down watching YouTube for a bit because you’re brain is completely fried.
Working on sermon prep, a response paper and discussion notes at Liverpool Central Library today. Quite possibly the best library.
Something that has kept me from opting to use ordinary fountain pen ink is a worry about something disastrous happening to my notebooks. In this instance, that catastrophe is usually water-based and being a dad makes me think about these things. I started keeping my journals with the intention of them actually being read. Jamie Todd Rubin wrote a great article on journaling and one thing I identified with was his desire to pass his journals on to his kids.
While I would like to ensure that I do everything I can to have them available for them if they want them, I have started to feel a bit less precious about how to ensure that. I could scan my notebooks if I wanted to so that they were searchable, but I barely have the time to write in them in the first place. I guess what I’m beginning to adopt is a more fatalist approach to things that aren’t entirely in my control, at least material things. It will be really nice to have them to hand down. It won’t be the end of the world if something happens to them.
This article about turning off Niagara Falls is fascinating.
We had hoped that more people would show up.
Right now, we are primarily holding to the truth that it’s worth doing even for just one person. And that is what is now happening. When we launched the group, there was the potential for seven or eight people to turn up. But there ended up only being the one.
The following week, when we were getting ready to meet again, my wife became ill and so we had to cancel for a week. After that, when we got ready for it again, we ended up having nobody show up.
I had cooked for a crowd so we’ve been eating the leftovers for the last few days.
The one guy that had turned up ended up not being well and also not having enough credit on his phone to send me a text to say he wouldn’t be able to come. He’s a guy that I have been meeting with one-to-one for a while now and it’s been quite a task, trying to move the conversation toward the gospel.
Anyway, my pastor and I decided the best course of action for now is to continue meeting with just this one guy to go through the material. My sincere hope is that his eyes would be opened to the truth that he still cannot see. He keeps asking for evidence but doesn’t seem sure what that evidence would be. My prayer is that I can be patient and remember that I too was once blind and unable to believe.
Christ cried to a Father who was silent as he let him die, so that you could cry to a Father who will hear you and give you what you need to live. - How People Change by Tim Lane & Paul Tripp 📚
Catching up on some reading for my Biblical counselling course in a nearly-empty Caffé Nero. Seeing how sitting in the sunniest seat upstairs does for me after a very long, stressful week.
Just took the recycling out and found these guys (and a few more on the side of the wall) enjoying the light rain.
It’s a sad day when you finish a bag of Manumitv Coffee but didn’t order a refill in time.
On Sunday, I did something that I have been terrified of doing for a very long time. Over the course of 15 years of working toward being in full time ministry the one thing that I never really considered being something that I would do was preach.
But this past Sunday, that is exactly what I did. Even two years ago, speaking in public was something that still felt beyond me. I would do it every other week as part of leading worship at Redeemer Fellowship but it was only in 30-second chunks. And I had my guitar to hide behind. This time, the only thing I had in front of my was a music stand holding my iPad. And I didn’t even die!
I’ve got thoughts still brewing on how things went on the first night of Christianity Explored, but before I share thoughts, this…
It’s the Early May bank holiday and it was my eldest daughter’s turn to go into town with me. We had a great day in spite of the rain.
We took the bus to Queen’s Square instead of our normal bus to Liverpool One.
Our first stop was the World Museum. We checked out dinosaurs, ancient Egypt and the new exhibit from the Astronomy Photographer of the Year.
It was very rainy for most of the day. The sun didn’t come out until we were on the bus home!
We finished up with afternoon tea at 60 Hope Street! It was a really nice way to spend a day off and it was especially nice to spend some time with my daughter.
Doing some more studying while I roast a chicken. We’re starting this group up tomorrow and I’m really excited and more than a little bit nervous. This on top of sermon prep this week has made it a very Scripture-filled week. I am both overwhelmed and overjoyed.
“Your speech reveals your heart.” - Dr. Tim Lane
There is nothing outside a person that by going into him can defile him, but the things that come out of a person are what defile him.” (Mark 7:15, ESV)
Really excited to give this a go. It’s coffee roasted by people who have been freed from modern slavery.
I’m really excited about starting this group up at our house this Thursday. It, like participating in the inter-faith dialogues, feels like the reason why we moved to 🇬🇧. If you’ve been following along as I’ve shared a bit about this, do be praying for the people that join us as we look at Mark’s gospel and learn about why it is such good news.