I was contacted recently by Wilberforce Publications who asked me if I'd heard about their latest release. I hadn't. So, they explained, children's book ‘Noah and the Nestling’ by Mary Williamson seeks to teach the value of human life to the very young. WP generously sent me a free copy, and being about to release... Continue Reading →
I don’t know about you, but bar a gin and tonic on a hot day, there are few things more refreshing in life than hearing a good honest take on something few seem to want to talk about.
After two weeks in quarantine following an impromptu Portugal getaway (sorry bank account), I finally escaped prison and grabbed a couple of drinks with a pal of mine. This pal made the decision some months back to give his life to Christ, and even without the Covid craziness, this has been such a highlight this year.
I’m constantly in awe of how intensely personal and beautifully faithful God is, and for anyone who’s seen someone come to know Jesus for themselves, you know what I mean. You probably also know what I mean when I say that there’s a contagious excitement about being around a person who has grasped the beauty of the gospel for the first time. Reignition for a weary soul.
It seems to be common experience that wherever you lift the lid on some kind of evil, you are sure to find more layers of evil underneath. Recently the interdependence of three particularly insidious industries has been thrown into sharp relief. *Trigger warning – the below discusses some sensitive matter* A couple of weeks back,... Continue Reading →
This week has been full of dramatic events (and no, I’m not referring to the pointless mini-dramas of my own life... those tend to be eye-roll worthy, but not blog-worthy).
A poor tourist in a caravan got swept off a cliff in Ireland, Brexit is only six months away (pause to cheer or sob uncontrollably), and Naz Shah, Labour’s shadow minister for equalities, said that pre-natal testing for gender is bad because it allows women to abort baby girls (but it’s apparently still ok to screen for Down’s syndrome).
Unless you’ve been living under a giant rock, you must have heard the slogan ‘my body, my choice’. Four short and simple words; an ad hominem that's become a sort of war cry for females across the English-speaking world. It’s a giant shield brought out in defence of any argument against abortion; it’s played as a trump card, the ‘beats rock, paper and scissors’ of this moral minefield.
Since I’ve written quite a bit about women lately, I thought it was only fair that I also write about men – the fellas seem to have more than enough problems of their own. Men are far more likely than women to commit suicide, die in the workplace, die in combat, become victims of homicide... Continue Reading →
This is the second part of my bumper abortion-resource double-post. If you missed part one, you can find it here. This section aims to look at informed choice, to provide you with some information about the abortion industry and resources to equip you further. What information is given to a woman seeking an abortion? If... Continue Reading →
If you read my previous post on abortion, you might wish to delve a little deeper into this issue. If you haven't read it, you can do so here.
This time, I decided to simply let the facts speak for themselves. I hope you'll find the following two bumper posts a helpful resource on the subject.
Last month, every time I turned on the TV or read the news on the internet, there was some new sexual abuse or harassment scandal being plastered on my screen.
Last year it was the Church of England. Then it was Hollywood. Then it was the Olympics gymnast doctor scandal. Then it was #MeToo. Then it was that Aziz Ansari story. Then it was the President’s Club.
I suppose one incident naturally sparked another and another, but the scale of this uncovering has been huge.
Is it just me, or is challenging ideas you don't agree with becoming a bit of a taboo in this country?
Maybe it has something to do with the combative nature of openly disagreeing with anything – a concept that, let’s face it, is distasteful to British society as a whole. We're not very good at conflict, are we? As Christians we err on the side of extreme caution when it comes to contentious issues. Aren’t we just called to love our neighbour, not impose our morality on others?