I wish they would remember that the charge to Peter was "Feed my sheep", not "Try experiments on my rats", or even "Teach my performing dogs new tricks".

If we really think that home is elsewhere and that this life is a wandering to find home, why should we not look forward to the arrival?

Christianity is a fighting religion.

God is no fonder of intellectual slackers than of any other slackers. If you are thinking of becoming a Christian, I warn you you are embarking on something which is going to take the whole of you, brains and all.

If we ignore it the truth that God is love may slyly come to mean for us the converse, that love is God.

I have been feeling very much lately that cheerful insecurity is what our Lord asks of us.

Daughter of Eve from the far land of Spare Oom where eternal summer reigns around the bright city of War Drobe, how would it be if you came and had tea with me?