A few reflections on the ongoing significance of Pentecost for the 21st century Church in Australia.

It’s been a long time since Kim and I have done a show together. Last time we shared a stage was Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead, which was a while ago now. So it’s been a real blessing to have a chance to act together again, this time in Nash Theatre’s production of Shakespeare’s The Taming of the Shrew.

Now, I may have suggested earlier that the reason I’ve been a little bit rubbish in the keeping-my-website-up-to-date department is that I’ve been too busy studying. Those who know me well enough may well be thinking something along the lines of:

“pfffffffffffffffffffffffffft.”

And you’d be right.

Salt and pepper, a speckled spray
even Gandalf the Grey
So many names to hurt, malign and injure
But whatever I’ve been called
I’m just grateful I’m not bald
And I thank the Lord I’m not a freaking ginger

It’s been a while between posts, hasn’t it? Normally when this happens, I come up with some pathetic excuse to explain why I’ve been neglecting my blog, usually involving interstate travel, or a lack of inspiration or falling in love or whatever.

This time…

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