Sheila Bridge Blog
There is something missing in the gospels! I am shocked! So often we read the Bible so closely to see what IS there, it's not often that I am so forcefully struck by something that is NOT there. Yesterday I took a primary school assembly on ‘how to pray’. Using a teaspoon, I taught the... Continue Reading →
I have waited a week to comment on the last episode of Call the Midwife. I don't want to spoil the ending for anyone...but wasn't it brilliant? We witnessed a miracle of answered prayer and saw a 'prayer blanket' in action. I got very excited. I have knitted prayer shawls for years. I have given and been... Continue Reading →
My mother has given me a vest. I am well past the age for maternal guidance on my underwear, but this is no ordinary vest. This vest is a memory. It is the embodiment of moment in time that Mum wants to be remembered, which is why, even given that it is completely useless, she... Continue Reading →
Or, in the words of Clint Eastwood, 'I'll be back'! I don't know which it will be. This is just to say I have had a bit of a battle with this wordpress blog site. It shut me out and now (by some miracle I don't understand) I've managed to log back in, I'm concerned... Continue Reading →
What would church be like if this notice was put on all church doors and we actually meant it? We extend a special welcome to those who are single, married, divorced, gay, filthy rich, dirt poor. ‘Dydw I ddim yn siarad Seasneg’. We extend a special welcome to those who are crying, to new-borns, to... Continue Reading →
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