Once upon a time, I thought that maybe the doctors and nurses at these clinics didn't know, that perhaps they had simply never realised. I was naive back then. There is no way that they do not know and that is the great evil of what they choose to do.
There are two D words that we do not use today, death and dementia. The first contains one of life's greatest truths, the second its greatest fear.
Racism is very real and very wrong but the church is getting sidetracked. But being woke changes nothing, it is the gospel that changes hearts and mind.
His was the natural response of us all, sinful rebellion in its classically arrogant form. It was upsetting to remember a time when we were exactly the same, and to know that we of all people, weary but persistent, might have been the last gesture of mercy extended to this man in his lifetime.
Sometimes you just want to get on with your work. But the nurse on duty was being polite and asking what I studied. Then his moustache twitched excitedly and his eyes lit up and out poured a tale of world travel and priest training and the joy of hermeneutics. A discussion of Mary as co-redemptrix … Continue reading On Being Heard
