I have a leather satchel that's getting a little worse for wear. It's sitting here on the bench beside me. It goes with me. I wear jeans most days, and most of the pairs of jeans I have outlasted in these past years have perished because the fabric on the right hand hip wore away,… Continue reading Worn Leather
We used to live in a little cubical building, nave's length from a bell tower. An aisle's length, not quite, but every friday night it was a measured space, although not by paces; in concussions. From 6pm to 8pm the Ringers would gather - I imagine from curious little offices in narrow stone buildings, places… Continue reading The Bells
The Highwayman lies severed, cut down in the way, shorn from his mount. And the hand that did it rises trembling. And the eyes rise trembling to behold it To meet their accuser's eyes wide. And trembling. It was a rough deed, done with razorrrs Watched with glass, that razor-sharpt eye Done in a cold… Continue reading Elegy to a Beard
Defence of the Defence (2 sentences) 1. Not the 'approximate', although it is worthy in its way. It is an attribute of God to be proximate to all and thus (a)proximate to human understanding. There are pleasant idle hours to spend in contemplation of the alpha privative. (Particularly one as odd as the 'a' in… Continue reading In defence of the proximate.
For all those undertaking theological study this year (whether as a student at a College, as the theologian gifted to a christian community, or just for the love of God)... Karl Barth has a wonderful discussion of the attributes of God (his 'perfections') in the second volume of the Church Dogmatics. The final of these… Continue reading Divine Beauty
