Week 2 Zambia – Helen and Peter Farrington

New boreholeAs we drove 80 km into the bush, villages became more remote and isolated.  The roads became bumpier and more muddy.  We saw small clusters of huts where two or three families lived together.  The communities were very poor, cooking on charcoal and log fires and until recently walking many kilometres to reach water each day.  

Week 1 Uganda – Helen and Peter Farrington

It was great to visit Jill at New Hope once again.  She is well and doing great work with the sponsorship and with the children of Worcester family.  We celebrated Resurrection Sunday at New Hope church!

Peter and Scott spent time extending the New Hope WiFi network and repairing some laptops.  Helen and Jackie spent time with the children of Worcester family doing lots of craftwork which they always enjoy.  The children were excited to hear from their sponsors.  

Fatherhood – Graham Coyle

I suspect that many people have already worked out that in certain respects I am a very shallow person.  One area where that would be true is in my choice of films.  My preference is for films that involve overly macho characters running around in unlikely situations causing far more mayhem and damage than seems possible, let alone advisable.  These are not films that reflect Christian character, nor do they extol the virtues of peace, self-restraint and gentleness that I aspire to in real life. 

To be fed – Graham Coyle

Imagine going to a really good restaurant, one that has Michelin stars or some similar accolade, a fantastic ambiance and staff who really care about what they are doing.  In common with many of you this has been altogether too rare an experience for me; but I invite you to imagine it along with me in any case.  You are welcomed into the restaurant, your coat is hung up for you and you are seated at your table.  Music plays, menus are delivered and the great sense of anticipation builds.  A choice is made and the food ordered. 

KST blog – Barbara Cowie

For the past year and a half now John and I have been missing from City Church for more weekends than usual.  This isn’t because we have been trying out other churches, or because we have bought a holiday cottage.  We haven’t even been off on our canal boat exploring the extremities of the English canal system, although that is something we would really like to do one day.

For the last 18 months we have spent 5 weekends a year studying theology.  Why? I hear you ask.