Easter Saturday is an odd day. Every year I try to journey through the events of Holy Week faithfully, to wait at the foot of the cross as Jesus is crucified. Every year I fail in one way or another. Every year I remember that this is part of the point: I am human, and my inability to remain faithful to God is why Christ…
Sermon for Easter Sunday dawn service 2016, on John 20:1-8, preached at the Ecumenical Service at the Church of St Mary on the Rock, St Andrews. I wonder, have you seen Jesus yet today? I’m not joking; have you seen him? And if not, why aren’t you off looking for him?
The picture is from Sunday morning, early doors. A turnout of, I reckon, 500-odd at the early morning ecumenical service. Not bad for a town this size, imho. And Easter day would have been a brilliant moment to start blogging again, I guess. Except… I didn’t. I spent the morning in a gloriously decorated church…
Pausingplace 