A bit downbeat, this one: sorry.
Sometimes I feel entirely engaged by the online services and Zooms, and very grateful.
But sometimes I find myself utterly disconnected (no idea why).
Today’s reading (and sermon, which I’ve not watched yet) was about Doubting Thomas.
Ayla, on Facebook Live, projected Caravaggio’s powerful painting onto the wall of her home.
And I stared at the same computer I use to send invoices, read email etc, and sketched how it feels to be so wavering about the value of digital church:
NOTE: When I was baptised last year I took the name Thomas.