It may go a little quiet from me next week: it’s our UK school half-term which also coincides with the PT Cornhill half-term. I’m taking a few days off to take a friend on a Normandy D-Day landing road trip. This is visit 7 or 8 for me and I love it. Someone said to me last week that the idea of war stories (endlessly repeating the same anecdotes with ever increasing amounts of unlikely but truthful detail) was right up my street. I know, but I took it as a compliment! And he was right, anyway.
These kinds of trips do me (and I hope my companions) the world of good. In many ways, I find them better for forging friendships than stay-at-home read the Bible sessions. We do that whilst we’re away, of course. But there is so much more to talk about when you’re out and about and conversations develop naturally; we’re not just learning to read the Bible well (a good thing, of course), but we’re learning to apply the Bible well as we just talk about stuff, even stuff that happened 70 years ago. So, it’s a break, but it’s also a pastoral trip which will do me good and, I’m praying, my companion too. I commend it to you.