All articles by Jeff Lucas – Page 4
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It’s A Dog’s Life
I’ve never been a fan of bumper stickers, especially the Christian kind.
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When God took over my church meeting
Jeff Lucas tells the story of how the Holy Spirit took over a Christian meeting in a remarkable way.
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GO AWAY
‘You’re doing what?’ My interrogator, his voice shrill and appalled, his nose wrinkled with disdain, stared at me with a mixture of shock and pity.
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A RITE OF PASSAGE
Clutching my ticket for a brief trip on the London underground, I squeezed myself into the crammed rush-hour carriage.
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The Power of Prejudice
I was in unfamiliar territory, sitting in an Anglican church with high ceilings and even higher theology. I loved the warm glow of the flickering candles, but I felt uncomfortable in a church that was stylistically a billion miles from my own worship expression of choice.
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Multitasking
A message popped up on my computer screen. It seemed innocuous enough, announcing that it was time for my software to be updated. A single mouse click would launch the procedure.
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Waiting
Waiting is one of my least favourite things. At the supermarket cheese counter I take one of the numbers helpfully dispensed to prevent irate shoppers from punching each other if someone jumps the queue.
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Intimate
My personal history of gaffs and lash-ups is extensive. Once I asked a lady when her baby was due – when it had arrived weeks earlier
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Step away from the plate
Fasting. It’s one of my least favourite things. There are absolutely no benefits that I can think of, and personally I’m against it. I rather fear that there’s been a terrible spelling error, resulting in thousands depriving themselves of food through the centuries, and all because of a lash-up by an errant Friday afternoon scribe.
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Taking Jesus to the movies
Kathleen has an unusual hobby. She likes to take Jesus to the movies. In this case, Jesus goes by the name of Barney.
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Offloading
I have just returned from a trip to one of my favourite places. Visiting this particular destination is always refreshing; a minibreak there never fails to re-energise me. Checking in is always a breeze, and it’s very inexpensive. I go every week.
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Shouty Church
It was a provocative slant on the Easter story. Last April, broadcaster and journalist Janet Street-Porter made a poignant observation about the society we’re becoming, and suggested that we’re using technology like a rabble of loud bullies.
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The haircut
Hairdressers often make great evangelists. For one thing, they have a captive audience, keen to chat beyond the standard conversational fodder that they (and taxi drivers everywhere) have to endure: ‘So, have you been busy?’.
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Slow up
I stared at the envelope and tried to halt the rising feeling of dread that sickened my stomach. Printed on the corner of the stern brown stationery was the Surrey constabulary’s logo. Meldrew-like, I could not believe it. I had been caught speeding yet again; the hapless target of a motorway camera.
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Age before beauty
School taught me how many wives Henry VIII had, helped me glean information about Australia’s mining industry and even taught me the French word for ‘station’, but nobody told me anything about the one thing you never believe will happen when you’re young but happens to every human on the planet.
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Ungenerous generation
Meanness is ugly. Grabbing is unattractive. Last November’s Black Friday event was dark indeed, as the retail sector’s excuse for a greed-fuelled shopping frenzy sparked scuffles and scrums across the country.
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The Night Caller
It’s 1.20am and my mobile is ringing. Loudly. A shrill ringtone, one I selected during a moment of madness, pierces through the thick layers of sleep.
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No Turning Back
It all started when I lost my feet. Unable to see them because of the partial eclipse of a spreading abdomen, and becoming quite breathless after navigating a single flight of stairs, I decided to get fit.
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Does Jesus disappoint?
After four decades of being a Christian, I confess: I am disappointed with Jesus. He hasn’t delivered as anticipated.
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Am I thinking what you're thinking?
I was delighted to be in Australia, despite the disconcerting reality that this is a nation with a bewildering number of options for those who’d like to get killed by wildlife.