My lovely daughter Sarah tells me I am not quite getting the hang of this blogging thing. Too long. Not pithy enough. Must try harder!
York today. Visited All Saints the Pavement. Stood in pulpit where Wesley frequently preached. Waited for tingling hands and feet - nothing!
Attended mid-day Eucharist in Minster. The rhythm and cadence of Book of Common Prayer have beauty and power for anyone brought up on King James version as I was.
Immersed in history again - York where Constantine was proclaimed Emperor; York where Cuthbert was consecrated Bishop; York where my daughter Sarah got ejected from a club for having a ketchup fight!! Well not all history is glorious. It can be messy too.
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