London tourist
My Dad moved to England in 1977 when I was ten years old. About the only good thing about him living so far away is that I’ve been able to visit the
Everybody should fly executive class
I’m in a McDonalds Internet cafe in London, safely arrived. Today, some sightseeing. Tomorrow, I meet Jim and Andrea, a couple of close friends from Richview, who are on their way to
Right and wrong questions
This post is from the defunct blog “Dying Church”
From The Present Future: Wrong question: How do we do church better? Right question: How do we deconvert from Churchianity to Christianity? Wrong question:
Charlene’s aunt
Charlene’s aunt isn’t well. It’s hard to go away just now. If you think of it, please remember Charlene and her family in prayer.
Hopping the pond
The next time I blog, I hope to be in London, England, on the way to see my Dad, who lives in Birchington-on-Sea, Kent (not far from Margate).