Sheila Bridge Blog
I'm a little embarrassed to admit it but Bobby has (yet again) helped me solve a theological conundrum. I've been thinking about how we know stuff (see previous post Thinking without words) and what I've been wondering about is a phrase from Tom Wright. He says 'love is a way of knowing'? (Tom Wright Suprised by Hope 'Love is the deepest mode of knowing'... Continue Reading →
I really enjoyed yesterday's story about the Large Hadron Collider. Apparently after investing 'Mega-Enormous-Huge' amounts of money trying to find the 'God Particle' (Higgs bosun) scientists have announced that if they if haven't found it by the end of next year, it doesn't exist! To my untrained, unscientific ears this sounded very odd. What if... Continue Reading →
I'm back at college... more long words: epistemological, ontological and eschatological (loosely translated 'how did we get 'stuff'/what is 'stuff'/what will happen to 'stuff' in the end) I've been wondering whether it's possible to think without words? It must be: children who can't yet speak can still think. Even my dog 'thinks' but how do either... Continue Reading →
We have just stayed for a little under a week on the Isle of Wight in a bijou little cottage called Mrs Tiggywinkles. It was a size of a two storey double garage but that's where any similarity with a garage ended. It was really, really cute! Small but perfectly formed: porch for wellies, log-burning stove,... Continue Reading →
I told you a few weeks ago I was having trouble with Luke 13:24 where Jesus says 'Make every effort to enter through the narrow door, because many, I tell you, will try to enter and will not be able to'. This difficult statement is Jesus' reply to the entirely reasonable question 'Are only a... Continue Reading →
A friend dropped me a quick email to ask me how I was.... 'I'm good' I replied. At least that's what I thought I replied. A typing slip up, possibly freudian, meant that what what I actually replied was: 'I'm god'. Oh dear. I appear to be 'one 'o' short of humility'. (Is this akin to being 'several... Continue Reading →
Yesterday I was out for most of the day. I had made arrangements for the dog and checked the train times in advance. Cycling to the station I had a vague feeling I had forgotten something. On arrival my suspicion was confirmed: I had left my mobile phone at home. This really shouldn't have mattered. I... Continue Reading →
On the 'official' worst day of the year, just when we are (allegedly) all feeling as miserable at it's possible to feel the Daily Mail publish a shocking article (nothing unusual there then?). If your quick fix fantasy has ever been to have boob job, a face lift or a tummy tuck, then you should read this... Continue Reading →
Well, yes, we do don't we? Whether or not this a good thing is all a matter of opinion. What has been shown is that girls develop the right side of their brains faster than boys and this leads to talking earlier. Little girls also prefer toys with faces, boys prefer brightly coloured blocks. Far be... Continue Reading →
This morning I confused my dog. For about a week now I have been listening to the New Testament on my ipod while I've taken Bobs for his half hour walk in the mornings. This morning we reached the story of the persistent widow, a story Jesus told to teach us to pray and not to... Continue Reading →
