A cross in a box.
A tiny flick of our pen, a mighty decision – not just for our nation, but for the EU, the Commonwealth and the world.
When you’re a direct descendent of Mohammed, life in Pakistan is full of privilege. Ali Husnain grew up with servants holding his bags and strangers kissing his feet. Life was about as comfortable as it could possibly be.
Yet once Ali met Jesus while on a summer trip to England, nothing was ever quite the same again.
What does ‘giving your best’ look like?
“I wanted to do the very best I could possibly do for her”. These were the words that rang home with me when a close friend described the last few years of her mother’s life before dementia engulfed her and finally took her life.
Picture the scene – you’ve been invited to speak to a group about your work. It’s gone well and there has been lively discussion and prayer. Then over coffee one person approaches you and tentatively suggests they might like to support you in your work. Your first instinct may be to clasp them in a bear hug weeping tears of relief or there may be an embarrassing pause as you try to suppress a look of complete shock. So what might in fact be a helpful response?
We probably all have one of these stories. We showed generosity to someone who seemed genuinely in need. Maybe it was a homeless person on the street, or someone in a desperate situation in our faith community, a friend of family member who just needed to borrow a bit to get them by, or maybe it was a church or charity?
True generosity is not a gesture but a way of life. And when it comes to generous living it seems to me that one of the world’s great exemplars is Queen Elizabeth. But we’ll come to that.
I’ve recently been clearing out my mum’s house and garage. It’s OK, she’s comfortably installed in a lovely little flat with all her essentials round her. What’s left is the accumulated stuff of a life – some useful ; some not so useful. It’s not been an easy process because it’s challenged both of us on what we hold dear and why. Four complete tea sets vie for their place in my cupboard; choosing which dearly loved ornaments to keep and which to give away; realising that there are only so many doilies one can use – all these things can start to make you see what’s important.
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When I first moved to London about three and a half years ago from New York, I wasn’t too worried about making friends. I was fairly popular in New York; successful in work; had a wonderfully supportive family and church. I felt that the adjustments would take time, but with patience relationships would come.
I was very wrong.
So this rich and popular guy comes up to Jesus and asks the standard question, “How can I be blessed?”...
blogs by the Stewardship team and selected guest writers.