ME 19 what?
ME19 4, just like it says.It's the United Kingdom postcode for what is currently the
wealthiest postcode sector in the UK (according to CACI). It's where I live, and no, I'm not loaded. I'm the vicar, the
minister, the priest, busy trying to work out how to tell people here quite what My Boss (Jesus) wants of them.
Which is tough - because the way I read Him, there's not a lot of "Good News" (gospel) for the rich. They're the ones who've got it all now and have no need of God and the hereafter, especially in contrast to the poor. (Look up Luke 6: 20-26 if you have trouble with it.)
And yet at the same time Jesus wants to bring "life, and life in all it's fullness" (John 10:10), something that goes beyond the now and into the ever. The everlasting. That's the whole point of his coming in the first place.
What's going to appear here?
Well, I used to write a journal many years ago so I know how much can be written from an ordinary life, especially if you see the hand of the divine behind, through and in the ordinary. Although since this is theoretically open to the public I might be a little less candid..)
So there will be
"God bits". Some simple. Some, maybe, profound. Some, maybe to your way of thinking just plain stupid. (Which is, of course, presuming that anybody ever reads this..)
But, contrary to popular opinion, vicars have a life too. And since a lot of my spare time is spent engaged in the pursuit of
fantasy role-playing games (the genuine person-to-person things, not computer shoot'em ups and the like) then you can expect thoughts on those too, on what I'm writing or playing and the like.
And because there can be quite a contradiction in some, but by no means all, Christians' eyes between the two topics there might well be a bit of
theorising and apologetics.
(And when I get too carried away there might even be explanations about what apologetics are!)
Not to mention a frequent breakdown of formal grammar when it suits me (or just when I fail to notice).
And, of course, this is all provisional, making the massive presumption that I will ever have the time to write it... and that you, dear reader exist.
But know I need to work out how to post it and see if it looks lie it's all been worth the effort of the past 20 minutes...