Category: St Mike’s

  • Ordinations

    Today (Sat) was the second round of ordinations, this time in St. Asaph. The marked difference from Llandaff was the lack of pretence in St. Asaph. The marks of the institutional church were still there, the pomp and regalia was all too obvious, but it was somewhat down to earth. Announcements before hymns and before…

  • Tradition

    Just read this in the “Resurrection: Myth or Reality?” by John Shelby Spong. Tradition is the living faith of dead people to which we must add our chapter while we have the gift of life. But traditionalism is the dead faith of living people who fear that if any jot or tittle changes, the whole…

  • Bells

    Long time no blog! Well it’s over, the first of two years training that is… Yes still alive! During the last week of term we had a quiet day at Ty Mawr convent. It was hot beyond belief, but aslo a really great time. We went through the Myers – Briggs type indicator. So why…

  • Having our Tea

    There’s something religious in the way we sit At the tea table, a tidy family of three. You, my love, slicing the bread and butter and she, The red-cheeked tot a smear of blackberry jam, and me. Apart from the marvelous doting Of a world’s interchange with each other… there’s tea. Stupid, they say, to…

  • Jesus? Married?

    One of those wonderful conversations with friends… we talk about everything including the Da Vinci Code! Well I read the book – a good read, if not a little annoying at how often the truth is stretched! Anyway, the end of this part of the conversation went something like, … and anyway Jesus could never…

  • Resistance

    How is it when the exams are looming, that the lawn in mown to a crisp neat finish, the plants are watered, at least twice a day, (tomatoes doing nicely in the cold frame) and the whole house sparklingly clean. Well that would be the case if Helen had not just bought a new games…

  • Mole and Rat

    The wind in the willows. This mornings reflection was a reading from wind in the willows and it captured in me a little something. I’m not even sure what the little something was, but I do not want that feeling to die. It was present in a cool, fresh air that was in the chapel.…

  • Nostalgia

    “See you back at the ranch” Such an innocuous comment after a game of squash you would think, not one to inspire a weekend of thought and nostalgia, but that it did. It so happens that my previous squash partner of 10 (yes that’s TEN) years standing or so used to say that at the…

  • Company

    I shared a meal last night. Two in fact. Firstly the Eucharist, then something more substantial (for the stomach at least!) But it wasn’t the food, although it was good, and it wasn’t the wine, although it was also very good. Spending time in the company of broken people searching to be whole is a…

  • Anointing

    The most useful and most meaningful experiences come from the most surprising of places. The partnership of a devout Catholic and a fundamentalist evangelical spells trouble in most peoples books, yet a simple and deeply spiritual time of prayer for healing and anointing with chrism was the result. The surprising place is where God is!!