Author Archives: Kath

The day inbetween. The moments of waiting and hoping that make up our lives until Sunday comes. The Sabbath comes, the day of rest but with a body in a Tomb. A day of desolation and the emptiness of grief. … Continue reading →

The sky darkens. The Word who became flesh is now nailed to a piece of wood. The crowd cries out for more, taunts and scoffs. Who could have predicted such an ending?, not the women crying at the foot of … Continue reading →

Thursday. The night Jesus was betrayed. The night he entered into the age old feast of the Passover and turned the remembrance of one night, generations ago, and breathed new meaning into it. The night of the new covenant. The … Continue reading →

My parents have broadband. What a good thing. And so after a week and a half away from the internet I return to the world of procrastination and random thoughts. Which is fine because I’m on holiday and allowed to … Continue reading →

As well as being the first line in the excellent Damien Rice’s ‘Blowers Daughter’, it’s also an apt phrase for the next few weeks in my life. It’s a blustery Sunday afternoon in Hove, the clouds are racing across the … Continue reading →