South East

I was invited to speak at a special invitation service in Eltham, South East London today. Part of the service included a very powerful performance of a song I did not know called, “I am not forgotten”. What made it all the more impressive was the energy expended despite the great heat in the hall!

I spoke on Lk 10:25ff, on the topic of “Who is my neighbour”? Then we had a picnic lunch in the grounds of the school. Apart from melting in the heat it was a great day. Especially encouraging was fellowship with Tosin (the son of our good friends Toks and Bola) who was baptised into Christ on Friday. A fine young man!

Lydia Leaves Uni

Three years ago we dropped Lydia off at Uni in Roehampton. How three years have flown by! On Saturday I picked her up, somehow squeezed everything into the car and drove home. Now it remains to be seen if it will all fit into her room back at chez nous.


Funerals always teach me something, or remind me of something. We were burying Ingrid’s brother Joe. Hundreds came. Standing room only. I was the nervous organist! But the outpouring of grief was powerful and evidence of love. No love, no grief. No grief, no love. Funerals expose love through grief.