Saturday, 23 May 2026

Stepping Into Disability Communities

Teal background with white title text reading ‘Stepping Into Disability Communities.’ Below, two stylized wheelchair user icons face each other beneath a glowing white cross, symbolizing unity and faith.

I have spent most of my life disabled. Thirty years of muscle loss, pain, fatigue, and the slow shift of what my body can and can’t do. Thirty years of adapting, slowly deteriorating, and surviving. A life my children have grown up around. Yet I’m not part of any disability community. Not properly.

I have changed that recently. My faith, knowledge, ministry, and life have grown. I am halfway through the ordination process. I’m shaping my calling and building a disability ministry. I have learnt more about disability theology, disability law, the Equality Act, SEN law, the difference between equality and equity, and the lived experience of disabled adults and children. I have been advocating for years, writing openly, and supporting others, but something shifted. I needed to go deeper and belong somewhere that understood my world.

Friday, 22 May 2026

A Pentecost Study: Fire

A Pentecost Study: Part 2 - Fire

“Divided tongues, as of fire, appeared among them and rested on each of them.” (Acts 2:3)


Fire is one of the most powerful images in Scripture. It is never merely decorative. It reveals, purifies, guides, judges, warms, and transforms. In the Old Testament, fire is often the sign of God’s holy presence. Moses meets God in a bush that burns but is not consumed (Exod. 3:2). Israel is led through the wilderness by a pillar of cloud by day and a pillar of fire by night (Exod. 13:21). When the covenant is made with Abraham, God passes between the pieces as a smoking firepot and blazing torch (Gen. 15:17). Fire marks God’s nearness—dangerous, beautiful, and alive.

Wednesday, 20 May 2026

When a Life Shapes a Church Home

A dark smoky purple background with a faint silhouette of a church in mist. In front of the church, a single candle burns with a warm golden flame, casting soft light through the haze. White text at the top reads “When a Life Shapes a Church Home.” The image symbolises faith, remembrance, and quiet mourning.

Yesterday we lost a good friend. Our vicar. Our steady presence.

It happened on James’ fifteenth birthday. That detail sits heavily today. It marks the year I started attending our church and being under her wing. It marks the years she has shaped our family and my journey.