@StPaulsLearning @revkatebottley @StPaulsLondon@paulargooder Just listened to it @revkatebottley was her honesty and realism was great, there is no one size fits all with faith and Kate’s book and work is great encouragement, thank you ❤️
I went to quite possibly the biggest funeral I’ve been to today, a beautiful lady who lost her life at just 57 years of age. She was a wife, a mum, a nan, an auntie, a cousin and a dear friend to many. This seems particularly poignant. Thank you @revkatebottley
We are deeply saddened to learn of the passing of Terry Venables at the age of 80.
Having won two senior caps as a player, Terry went onto manage the #ThreeLions between 1994 and 1996 - proudly leading us to the semi-finals of Euro 96.
Our thoughts and condolences are with Terry’s family, friends and former clubs.
@TheRangeUK been waiting over 4 weeks now for goods ordered with a ‘range partner’ no getting any support from your customer services despite numerous emails and phone calls, any idea when I will receive my goods?? #poorcustomerservice#badcustomerservice
@greenbelt you never cease to amaze me, this is like coming home every year, being welcomed with open arms, and doing church the way it should be done, love, justice and inclusion. Oh, and volunteering for the best team on site aka taxis is an added bonus! Thank you @greenbelt
@BBCSoP please could you let me know when you will be broadcasting the show recorded @greenbelt and if you will include the legendary #beerandhymns? Thank you
@revkatebottley great to see you @greenbelt for #beerandhymns was volunteering with your mate Ilana all weekend on the taxi team (the best team at Greenbelt IMO!!) awesome weekend, hopefully get a chance to see you again next year! x
The @Lionesses have done it. World Cup finalists 🏴 ⚽️
The @WelshGuardsBand played a rousing rendition of Sweet Caroline at today’s Changing of the Guard outside Buckingham Palace 🎵
Good times never seemed so good ❤️
#Lionesses#FIFAWWC#AUSENG
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@TicketmasterUK Agree with everyone else, utterly shambolic. Has anyone actually got any tickets??? Or is this just a big cover up??? Surely the thousands of us who meticulously read the T’s and C’a can’t all be wrong?? #CoronationConcert#shambles
I still remember the first day I ever heard the words to "When I Survey the Wondrous Cross". At the time, I was like any teenage boy in my class, laughing and scoffing at any attempt by a proper grown-up to tell me something apparently profound about my (or anyone’s) life. We revelled in sniggering at the earnestness of those who claimed there could be something truly worth living for, let alone those who claimed there could be something worth dying for.
This one day, one of our teachers was giving one of those little speeches to our class, the kind of profound-sounding speech that would always induce yawns or sniggers. This teacher was talking through the words of that famous old hymn, saying how the truth of it seemed to grip him and move him in a unique way, how he could never quite get over it however many times he heard it. He got to the words, "See from his head, his hands, his feet / Sorrow and love flow mingled down / Did e'er such love and sorrow meet / Nor thorns compose so rich a crown?" I found myself strangely compelled, without feeling able to show it. I couldn't say I fully understood what those words meant yet somehow I felt I knew something important about them. They spoke of something I'd never heard before as though it was something I had always been yearning to hear, as though it was almost too powerful not to be true.
The teacher went on, barely managing to get the last few words out because he was properly choking up: "Love so amazing, so divine / Demands my soul, my life, my all." There were full tears in his eyes as he said those final lines. It didn't seem to matter to him that he was standing before one of history's most unimpressible audiences. And yet this time, there was no mockery, just silence. Not a scoff in sight. I think it was more than just me who felt something true about those words, who felt that, after all, there just might even be something so worth living for that it could be worth dying for.
The One for whom those words were written faced an even more unimpressible audience than existentially repressed teenage boys. He faced the jeers and scoffs of a crowd baying for his blood. This crowd knew nothing about just how precious that man's blood was, how much it cost to shed it, and how much it would mean for the rest of human history and all eternity. That man could have chosen to come down from where he hung, could have shut up every scoffer in an instant. But he chose to stay up there, to suffer unjustly for the very people who put him there. He did so in order to bring about a more profound justice than any human will or political system could ever imagine. The moment when that man said "It is finished" was the single greatest accomplishment by any person who has ever lived.
After that teacher's speech, after the unexpected silence, I could have done something about it. I didn't. It seemed too unthinkable to do something about it. Too big. Too frightening. Soon enough I would be back in the school corridors again, back in the “real world” where profound thoughts about the meaning of life need not apply, where epic, cosmic sacrifice is not required. It would be several years before I finally gave in to the One who hung on that wondrous cross, the One whose amazing love could simultaneously require nothing from me and yet demand everything of me. This was not the first time that I'd turn my face away from Him and pretend it would all be fine.
How about you? How many times have you heard about the Cross and been bored by it? How many times have you scoffed at it? However many times it's been, there's still time, for now. There's still time to follow the One who hung on it, and who calls you to take up your own for His sake. But there will not always be time. The prince of glory died on that cross, but he will return one day as the king of glory, and He will not permit scoffers to scoff forever.
Cannot comprehend that Paul O’Grady is no longer with us. Too many stories, too many memories, too many laughs to begin to calculate the loss. An original and mold breaking, gifted, generous, beautiful man. God bless kid 💔
We're incredibly saddened to hear about the sudden passing of Paul O'Grady.
Paul was a brilliant broadcaster and incredible comedian.
Our thoughts are with his family and friends. We’ll miss you Paul. 🧡
This is dynamite from Kaveh Solhekol on Sky Sports News. Absolutely nails it. He has the Tories and BBC on toast. Well done!! 👏 Take 2 mins and watch👇#garylineker#ImWithGary#MOTD#ToryFascists
Pele has died. The most divine of footballers and joyous of men. He played a game only a few chosen ones have come close to. 3 times he lifted the most coveted gold trophy in that beautiful yellow shirt. He may have left us but he’ll always have footballing immortality. RIP Pele