Category: Faith

Inclusive Love and Christianity

When it comes to same-sex relationships and equal marriage within Christianity, we can’t continue with our collective head in the sand, stifling discussion and not allowing room for the possibility of a theology that treats the lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender community with respect. I say this as a straight man whose heart breaks to see individuals and same-sex couples excluded by dogma and rejected by the church, lose faith in the inclusive love of God, and (in the worst cases) take their own lives.

The Christian tradition, rooted in love, compassion, and the teachings of Jesus, has always emphasized the dignity of every person created in the image of God. Jesus’ actions, such as healing the sick, welcoming the outcast, and dining with sinners, demonstrate a radical inclusivity that challenges exclusionary interpretations of scripture. When we interpret scripture through a lens of exclusion, we risk distorting the very message of grace and mercy that defines Christianity.

The Gospel calls us to love our neighbours as ourselves, and that includes loving those who live in same-sex relationships, who identify as LGBTQ+, or who face societal marginalization. Theologians throughout history have long argued that love, not rigid categorizations, is the central tenet of Christian faith. The church must move beyond outdated traditions that were shaped by cultural and historical contexts that no longer reflect the spirit of Christ.

Equal marriage isn’t a political demand, it’s a moral imperative grounded in the biblical call to justice and equality. It’s not about changing God’s will, but about aligning our understanding of God’s love with the reality of human diversity. When we affirm same-sex relationships as valid expressions of love and commitment, we aren’t rejecting Christianity, we’re deepening it. We’re honoring the commandment to love one another, to forgive, to serve, and to embrace all people without judgment.

The church must become a place of healing, not division. It must provide safe spaces where LGBTQ+ individuals can find belonging, support, and spiritual growth. This isn’t a compromise of faith, it’s a fulfillment of it. In embracing inclusion, the church becomes more faithful to the teachings of Jesus, who saw no one as unworthy of love. True Christian witness isn’t found in exclusion, but in radical acceptance.

The Royal Family as Role Models?

Are we wrong to expect the Royal Family to be good role models? It’s a question that seems to surface every time a scandal or misstep finds its way into the headlines. The truth is, the Royal Family live in a strange tension between privilege and duty. They’re not elected, yet they represent the nation. They’re not ordinary citizens, yet they live under a scrutiny that few of us could bear.

It’s natural, then, that we expect them to embody qualities like dignity, integrity, service, and compassion. They’re woven into the fabric of our national identity, and many people look to them as symbols of continuity and moral steadiness in uncertain times. We want them to be a source of pride, an example of grace under pressure.

But perhaps the question isn’t whether we should expect them to be role models, but whether it’s realistic to expect them to always be so. After all, they’re human, flawed, complicated, sometimes wounded by the very system they were born into. When they fall short, their failings aren’t just personal; they’re public, dissected and amplified for the world to see.

Jesus once said, From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded (Luke 12:48). The Royals have indeed been given much (wealth, privilege, and a platform) but also responsibility, scrutiny, and the burden of expectation. So no, we’re not wrong to hope for goodness and humility in those who represent us. But maybe the true test of character isn’t perfection, it’s how they respond when they stumble.

Role models, after all, aren’t those who never fall. They’re the ones who get up again, a little wiser, a little kinder, and perhaps a little more human. Maybe, we all need to strive to be role models.

Every Member Matters Deeply

Paul’s words in 1 Corinthians 12:12–27 offer a beautiful picture of what it means to belong to the body of Christ. Just as the human body is made up of many parts, each with its own function, so too the body of Christ is made up of many members, each with a distinct role and gift. For just as the body is one and has many members, but all the members of the body, though many, are one body, so it is with Christ.

Paul paints vivid images of the eye, the ear, the hand, and the foot, reminding us that no part can say to another, “I don’t need you.” Every member matters. The eye can’t replace the ear, nor can the hand dismiss the foot; each one contributes to the whole. When one part suffers, the rest of the body feels it; when one part is honoured, the whole body rejoices. It’s a powerful reminder of how deeply we’re connected to one another in Christ.

Paul concludes, Now you are the body of Christ, and each one of you is a part of it. These words cut against the grain of individualism. We aren’t isolated believers but members of something larger, bound together by grace and called to serve one another. This passage calls us to unity in diversity, to value each person’s gift, and to recognise that only together do we reflect the fullness of Christ’s living body in the world.

The Remembrance Poppy

Remembrance Sunday, observed on the second Sunday of November, remains a deeply significant day in the UK. A time to honour those who gave their lives in war, and to reflect on the cost of peace.

Its roots lie in the aftermath of the First World War, when Armistice Day on 11 November marked the end of the fighting in 1918.

Over time, as more conflicts followed, the nation’s focus broadened beyond that single war to remember all who have served, suffered, or died in the defence of freedom.

Today, Remembrance Sunday carries both solemnity and relevance. While the generation who fought in the world wars has largely passed, their legacy lives on in the freedoms and democracy we enjoy. The poppy, inspired by the resilient flowers that grew on the battlefields of Flanders, has become a living symbol of remembrance, its vivid red reminding us of sacrifice, courage, and hope renewed.

The two-minute silence and the Cenotaph ceremony remain powerful acts of collective memory and gratitude. Yet remembrance has also evolved, it now embraces not just soldiers of past wars, but those who’ve served in more recent conflicts, from the Falklands to Iraq and Afghanistan, as well as civilians caught up in the violence of war.

In our own time, when conflict still scars the world and peace often feels fragile, Remembrance Sunday invites reflection on humanity’s shared responsibility. It’s not about glorifying war, but about acknowledging sacrifice, seeking understanding, and recommitting ourselves to reconciliation.

Many find meaning in the words of Jesus, Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God (Matthew 5:9). In that spirit, Remembrance Sunday becomes not just an act of looking back, but a call to live differently – to value compassion, to work for peace, and to remember that remembrance itself is a moral choice: to never forget, and never cease striving for a world made whole.

Staying Friends on Social Media

The algorithms of social media often ensure that we live within an echo chamber of friends who share our outlook on life. Yet not everyone agrees with us, nor do we always agree with others. The adage of ‘agreeing to disagree agreeably’ sometimes goes out of the window when passions run high, and social media can act as a catalyst to entrench our opinions and polarise debate.

In an increasingly divisive society, we may need to relearn the simple art of being kind, affirming one another and appreciating diversity. When I post something on Facebook, I expect disagreement, but I don’t expect rudeness. People can become so angry that others hold a different, well-considered opinion, one that may be part of their very identity.

Often on social media there’s no real engagement with the issue at hand, just a loud alternative opinion shouted into the void, with little sense of nuance or listening. We aren’t heard by shouting. There must be respect, both for ourselves and for others. It’s also perfectly acceptable to acknowledge the merits of someone else’s position, even if we don’t share it.

Please don’t think I’m claiming to be perfect in this regard, I’m not. But I do believe we all need to take a careful, humble look at how we respond to what’s posted on Facebook and social media in general.

Personally, I approach this as a person of faith. Many of my attitudes, thoughts, and actions flow from that and shape who I am. Paul, writing to the Philippians, said: Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves, not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of the others.

Here lies the heart of the matter, Paul’s call to have the same mindset as Christ Jesus. Be kind to each other.

Note: Originally published in 2020.

Thoughts for All Saints’ Day

Jesus’ words in Luke 6:20–31 turn the world on its head. Blessed are you who are poor, for yours is the Kingdom of God. They’re part of what we call the Beatitudes, and they paint a picture of a kingdom that honours humility, mercy, and love over wealth, power, and pride. On All Saints’ Day, we remember the holy ones who’ve lived out this upside-down way of life, those who’ve loved in ways the world rarely notices, and who’ve trusted God’s promises even when life was hard.

Jesus blesses those who hunger, who weep, who are excluded and insulted because of him. It’s not that pain or poverty are good in themselves, but that God’s presence transforms them. The saints remind us that faith doesn’t shield us from suffering, it gives us eyes to see beyond it. They knew that joy doesn’t come from having everything, but from belonging to God. They believed that kindness and forgiveness weren’t optional extras, they were the shape of holiness itself.

When Jesus says, Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you, he’s not offering pious advice; he’s describing how heaven looks when it breaks into earth. The saints, both famous and forgotten, have taken those words seriously. They’ve broken cycles of vengeance with compassion. They’ve turned the other cheek not in weakness, but in strength. They’ve lived the Golden Rule – Do to others as you would have them do to you.

All Saints’ Day isn’t just about remembering those who’ve gone before, it’s about hearing the call to join them. Holiness isn’t reserved for the perfect, it’s the daily choice to live with grace in a graceless world. As we give thanks for the communion of saints, we’re reminded that we, too, are part of that communion: ordinary people, blessed and broken, learning to love as Jesus loves.

Rejoice in that day and leap for joy, because great is your reward in heaven. May those words lift us, inspire us, and remind us that the Kingdom of God is already among us, hidden in mercy, revealed in love, and alive in every saint who dares to follow Christ’s way.

The History of Halloween

Halloween, celebrated each year on 31 October, has deep and ancient roots that stretch back over two thousand years. Its origins lie in the Celtic festival of Samhain, marking the end of the harvest and the beginning of winter, a time associated with death and the thinning of the veil between the living and the dead. The Celts, who lived across Ireland, Britain, and northern France, believed that on this night, spirits could roam the earth. Bonfires were lit to ward off evil, and people wore disguises to confuse wandering souls.

As Christianity spread through Europe, the Church sought to replace pagan traditions with Christian observances. In the eighth century, Pope Gregory III established 1 November as All Saints’ Day (also known as All Hallows’ Day), a time to honour saints and martyrs. The evening before became All Hallows’ Eve, eventually shortened to Halloween. This blending of ancient customs with Christian remembrance created a rich, layered festival combining solemn reflection with folk ritual.

When European immigrants brought these traditions to North America, they evolved further. In colonial times, Halloween was modest, but in the 19th century, especially with the arrival of Irish immigrants fleeing the potato famine, it began to flourish. Communities embraced parties, games, and storytelling. The practice of trick-or-treating emerged in the early 20th century, influenced by the old custom of “souling,” where children went door to door offering prayers for the dead in exchange for food.

Today, Halloween is a vibrant blend of the sacred and the secular: a night of carved pumpkins, ghost stories, costumes, and playful fright. Beneath the fun, however, lies a profound awareness of life’s mystery and mortality, echoing Ecclesiastes 3:1 There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens. For many, Halloween remains a moment to pause between autumn’s glow and winter’s shadow, to remember the past, and to delight in imagination and wonder.

What began as a ritual to honour the cycle of life and death has become a celebration of community and creativity, a reminder that even in the darkest night, the light of human spirit endures.

Christianity and Halloween

I think Christianity should embrace Halloween, not reject it. The festival, in its truest sense, is born from the church’s own calendar, All Hallows’ Eve, the night before All Saints’ Day. Long before it became a celebration of pumpkins, costumes, and sweets, it was a sacred vigil honouring those who’ve gone before us. To reclaim Halloween isn’t to condone fear or darkness, but to recognise that our story as Christians is one of light shining through the shadows. Death and evil aren’t things to deny or dread, they’re realities already defeated in Christ’s resurrection.

By engaging with Halloween rather than avoiding it, the church can speak into people’s fears and fascinations with hope and grace. Children dressing as ghosts or skeletons don’t glorify death, they play with its imagery, safely, often without understanding that our faith proclaims victory over it. When Christians shut their doors on Halloween night, we miss a rare opportunity for neighbourliness and connection. When we open them, offering welcome, warmth, and perhaps even a word of love, we embody the gospel more powerfully than any tract could.

The light of Christ doesn’t shrink from the dark; it transforms it.

So perhaps the best way for Christians to respond to Halloween isn’t through rejection, but redemption – to reclaim it as a night of joy, remembrance, and hospitality. As Jesus said, You are the light of the world… let your light shine before others, (Matthew 5:14–16).

Following the Ancient Way

The Bible tells a timeless story of the human spirit’s journey toward God. It begins in Eden, where humankind walked in harmony with its Creator, and continues through exile, covenant, and redemption. Though that first closeness was broken by disobedience, God’s love never withdrew. A promise of restoration was planted even in the soil of the Fall, it grew through the live of the prophets, and bloomed in the life of Jesus Christ.

Throughout Scripture, God’s people stand at crossroads, choosing between faith and fear, obedience, and rebellion. The Israelites faced the Red Sea, Elijah stood before the prophets of Baal, and Jeremiah cried, Stand at the crossroads and look; ask for the ancient paths, ask where the good way is, and walk in it, and you will find rest for your souls. (Jeremiah 6:16). Yet time and again, the people said, We will not walk in it. Their refusal led to exile, a symbol of spiritual disconnection that echoes every time we turn away from God’s ways.

But grace always waits at the crossroads. Jesus came as the “good way” made flesh, calling us to follow him through the narrow gate that leads to life. He invites the weary and burdened to come and find rest, not just as a feeling, but as a deep peace rooted in restored relationship. The early church learned this truth anew when they chose inclusion over exclusion, grace over law, love over fear.

Our journey of faith still unfolds in daily choices; to listen or ignore, to trust or resist, to walk in the ancient paths of mercy and truth. Each moment of prayer, forgiveness, and quiet obedience is another step toward home. God’s word remains a lamp to our feet and a light to our path, guiding us when the road is unclear.

At every crossroads, he still whispers, this is the way; walk in it. And when we do, we find what Jeremiah promised, rest for our souls.

God’s Promise of Renewal

There’s a moment in Jeremiah when the tone shifts from lament to hope, from exile to promise. In Chapter 31:27-34, God speaks of planting again, people and animals, life and laughter. It’s a turning point in Israel’s story, but it’s also something deeper: a vision of renewal that stretches across time, reaching right into the heart of biblical prophecy.

The days are coming, declares the Lord, when I will make a new covenant… I will put my law in their minds and write it on their hearts. This isn’t about tablets of stone or broken promises; it’s about intimacy. God is moving closer, rewriting the relationship not in ink or ritual, but in love. It’s the same longing that runs through the prophets, the hope that one day humanity won’t just follow God, but know God, in the marrow of our being.

In exile, Israel had learned what it meant to lose everything familiar. Yet out of that loss came revelation. God wasn’t confined to the temple, nor limited by geography or history. The new covenant Jeremiah spoke of finds its fullness in Jesus, who took the scattered fragments of humanity and wove them into something whole. Through him, forgiveness isn’t a theory but a pulse, alive in every act of grace, every whispered prayer of return.

When we fail, when the world feels exiled from its better self, this prophecy breathes again. It tells us that restoration isn’t about going back, it’s about being made new. God’s word, written not on scrolls but on hearts, continues to shape us quietly, faithfully, from the inside out – until knowing him becomes as natural as breathing.

I will be their God, and they will be my people. That promise still holds, tender and unbroken.