An Audio of The reflection on Psalm 23 the words of which you will find at https://wp.me/p51XOn-ay
Byzantium Jesus the Good Shepherd on Left, Orthodox Icon of Jesus the Good Shepherd on Right.
The Mustard seed Reflection II
The Mustard SeedOne of my favourite images of the Kingdom of God and the church is the mustard seed, the tiniest of seeds. This tiny seed is hidden in the mystery of the dark earth. It grows slowly and progressively over many years until it becomes a huge tree. See the birds come and build their nests in its branches;the creatures of the field, buck and deer, sheep and cows come and nestle in its shade;and people come too to gather the fruit of the trees and from other treesand they go home.Home is a place of herbs and culinary …
Graffiti Walk in Woodstock during Covid 19
On one of my morning walks during lock down in the Western Cape I came across a feast of graffiti in Woodstock and Salt River. I have always been fascinated by graffiti on walls and for the most part saw it as unlawfulness and an irritation. I found that the earliest bubble and triangular graffiti wasn’t very exciting or attractive, and seemed to degrade an area. These day I find myself taking quite a different view. The graffiti artists have come a long way and are producing some wonderful art which is transforming the dreariness of buildings and even homes. …
Reflection for Fathers’ day
Psalm 86: 15But you, Lord, are a compassionate and gracious God,slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness. I have come not to bring peace on earth but a sword. Matt 10:34 Today in our worship we focus on Fathers, we give thanks for them and we hold them before God in our prayers.This has not been a good week on one level for us in the Western Cape and in our country as a whole – the numbers contracting the Corona virus continue to grow and we have been hearing news since the lifting of the ban on alcohol …
I Play to Win I Play to Play
Play to Win, Play to Play I gave a talk to the College of which I was the Chaplain a few years ago, on the role of sport in my life. I have always been a ball player, and loved balls of all shapes and sizes from very early in my life. I seemed to have wasted so much time in my life throwing a ball against a wall, catching or bowling or batting or kicking a ball. I learned to play hockey in the streets of Woodstock when I was very young. My elder brother and my sisters played …
