The title of this blog is particularly relevant for me today because my youngest granddaughter is coming to stay and next week my wife and I will be helping to look after our oldest son’s children. But it’s not literal babies that I have in mind as I write.
I am concerned about the figurative baby at the centre of my faith. The “baby” that is – my understanding of who God is and what He is like.
I recently went to the funeral of a young Christian worker who had died in his mid thirties. After the service someone Continue reading “Throw the bath water but please don’t lose the baby”