posted: 18 Apr 2014
Today was a glorious day. A small number of us from various churches in the town walked around Bo'ness with a large cross. It was quite a special experience. The sun was shining the sky was blue and the conversations we were having were interesting and at times challenging.
We had a number of opportunities to stop and speak with people on the road. We even prayed with a man who shared with us that he had an alcohol problem and was looking for help. We were able to...
posted: 29 Jan 2014
In my last post I was talking about a number of 'firsts' that I’ve been involved with recently. Well, the next 'first' I want to talk about is the launch of the 'Sanctuary First App'. I'm delighted that the Moderator of the General Assembly of the Church of Scotland launched the App from St Andrew's Church in Bo'ness last Sunday evening.
I believe we may well be the first church or certainly among the first in Scotland to launch an App. Sanctuary First is designed...
posted: 22 Nov 2012
Today I visited Polmont Young Offenders Institute. I was reflecting with someone that the first time I was in Polmont must have been in the late 1960s . I remember going to play there with the Living Stones. Today I was invited to speak at the opening of the Multi-Faith Space. This is a space in the jail which traditionally would have been called the Chapel but now in an attempt to be inclusive it is known by the above name. After spending sometime with the boys Donald...
posted: 25 Sep 2012
It's just past ten o'clock in the evening. we've changed hotel and moved right into the heart of Seoul. Martha and myself have just had an amazing walk through this city. Tomorrow morning we head off to the DMZ. Where I know it will be quite different.
It's quite amazing to be walking through the streets of Seoul. It's a vibrant creative city with amazing public architecture. The city has an amazing architectural water installation running through one of the busiest...
posted: 15 Sep 2012
Here is a wide space
A place to think
A place to be
To listen to the wind
To set sail again
A meeting place of the finite and the infinite
An island set among islands
Drawing me into mystery
A boat rests on the sand
Seaweed caressing the shore line
Clothes the cold craggy rocks
Shirts like flags are blowing on a clothes line
Hollow arms without legs
They pose as performers of...