Category Archives: Pastoralia

A Swiftian circular argument

None for ages, then three at once. Like buses. Funerals I’m talking about. And what a trio: the 20-year-old murdered in Jerusalem, then two from the same extended family with strong church and business connexions—big funerals. They don’t half take it … Continue reading

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Hannah Bladon: life abundant cut short

Hannah Bladon was killed in Jerusalem on Good Friday. Here is my eulogy delivered at her funeral today,  I met Hannah soon after I came to Burton in 2014. We were waiting for mass to begin in St Paul’s. Although we’d … Continue reading

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Sounds exactly like duck

I knew Hannah, the young woman who was killed in Jerusalem yesterday (Good Friday). She was blessed with three great qualities of intellect, namely vitality, suppleness and rigour. She was therefore good fun. Think of her parents. Before that news … Continue reading

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Remembrance Sunday 2016

One of our joys at St Modwen’s is to be a kind of safe haven for people who wander in and out. Some of them are of no fixed abode. All of them find it difficult to cope with society—and … Continue reading

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Homecoming

A homily for Proper 19, Year C Here is Jesus talking to the religious jobsworths and nitpickers, the people who put duty before compassion. He uses two stories about people losing things, searching for them, and finding them. Is this … Continue reading

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Life moves on

Type “coping with the death of son/daughter” into a search engine and you will be rewarded with a host of material. But most of it is directed at mothers, and nearly all concerns the death of an infant or a … Continue reading

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Comfortable words

We’re not the first and won’t be the last, but I don’t know what I think until I write it down, and writing is therapeutic, so … We need to lick our wounds. We’re not straying from the nest. I … Continue reading

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