Staying with a musical theme – on a train journey listening to my iPod the other day, I had two versions of the same song serendipitously shuffled one after the other. The song is I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For by U2, which is a favourite from a few years back. Or at least it was nearly a favourite.
I awoke a few minutes ago with death on my mind (again). Strange though it may sound, Steve Jobs’ life and death have been haunting me for weeks now, and makes me reflect on the significance of a public death, and (naturally enough) to Jesus’ death. Continue reading
I have a confession to make. Late at night, if I am sprawled in front of the TV, I occasionally flip over to the God Channel with the sole purpose of making myself angry. It’s a somewhat bitter and mean-spirited hobby, to be sure, but one that generates a perverse pleasure. And sometimes it seems a useful way to jolt me out of a numb theolethargy into sharper thinking. Continue reading
Eventful Journey 