The Sixth Sunday after Pentecost
I said last week – and at other times – that our ears, unlike our eyes, have no lids – which, of course, means that we are always hearing. Whether we listen – pay attention – is another matter. But we also have the…
Month: June 2024
The Fourth Sunday after Pentecost
“When you’re the eldest, you’re an only child until your brother or sister is born.” True enough. I nodded and agreed. I had been having a discussion with my granddaughter about families – her mother and father’s siblings, her cousins, her grandparents – the…
The Third Sunday after Pentecost
I conducted the D-Day Remembrance at Mildenhall last Thursday at the cenotaph. There was a small gathering from the community, nine wreaths to be laid (so not many at all), and four Sea and Royal Marine Cadets were able to be there from school…
The Second Sunday after Pentecost
I didn’t remember the incident at all. I had no neurons recalling rudeness or being treated with disrespect. I couldn’t even summon up emotional memory of hurt or frustration or even anger. Nothing. Zilch. The only evidence that something did occur to me and…