Posts by Julianne Chatfield

The Seven Last Words 1: Father forgive them.

Monday 10 March 2014

“Father forgive them for they know not what they do” Luke 23:34 In Cambridge there is a common called Parker’s Piece that is just outside of the main city centre. Half way across the common is a lamp post that had been named ‘reality check point’. Students some times needing to get away from the […]

Foolish love.

Sunday 9 March 2014

Here is Fr Neil’s sermon from a couple of weeks ago: Jesus continues to teach what fulfilling the law means. Jesus expands and deepens God’s revelation of himself in the Law and the Prophets. Later, in Matthew’s gospel, Jesus will summarise by saying, “’Love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your […]

Allowing faith to disturb us.

Thursday 27 February 2014

One of the pages I follow on Facebook is the one linked to the Ignatian Spirituality website. It is incredibly useful, with a wide range of really good resources. However a few days ago, on my news feed an article popped up that made me sigh. Entitled “A faith that disturbs,” I expected something that […]

God’s word is an inexhaustible spring of life.

Wednesday 19 February 2014

The Reading from the Saints, this Sunday, was a reflection on Scripture. I found it reminded me about the dynamic in life, where God draws us closer to his heart. Sometimes we return to the same point but find new depths, sometimes something that was unfathomable before become clearer. This reading by Saint Ephrem, reminds […]

Salt and Light.

Monday 17 February 2014

Here is a summary of Fr Neil’s homily for 9th February: Jesus calls those who follow him ‘salt and light.’ Salt preserves and purifies, light scatters darkness, brings understanding and reveals the way. Salt and light are the characteristics of all Christians. Therefore we should not hide or neglect to use those gifts or follow […]

The beauty of Holiness.

Friday 14 February 2014

Many years ago, I was a member of a Baptist Church. On the wall at the front, behind the enormous pulpit, which dominated everything, was a wooden plaque. On it was written “Worship the Lord in the beauty of Holiness.” I often read it with the feeling that I didn’t really know what it meant. […]