Hanham Tabernacle United Reformed Church

Hanham Tabernacle United Reformed Church Hanham Tabernacle URC is the place of worship God and following the example of Jesus, work together, BS15 8DU. We worship every Sunday at 10.30 am and 6 pm.

Hanham Tabernacle URC is at Tabernacle Road, Hanham, Bristol. The United Reformed Church came into being in 1972 when the Presbyterian church of England and the Congregational Union joined together. They were joined 1989 by the Churches of Christ. Hanham Tabernacle's began life as a Congregational church and we honour the heritage that this brings to our life.

06/09/2026

Desperate for Worship
Psalm 42:1-5
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?

— Psalm 42:2

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The Christian writer C. S. Lewis was a careful thinker. One day he was asked which of the world’s religions gave people the greatest happiness. He thought for a moment and answered, “While it lasts, the religion of worshiping oneself” would do that. He was pointing out that when we focus on our own needs and wants, it is indeed possible to find happiness in the short term—“while it lasts,” but not for long.

In the long term we discover that worship of self can never satisfy. Our appetite for more pleasure, more comfort, more possessions, and so on will lead us on an endlessly futile quest. Most troubling is that when we focus inward and only on ourselves, that cuts us off from the important voices around us, particularly God's voice.

Many of us live in cultural settings where the focus on self has become the norm. All around us, people search for happiness as they follow personal dreams and pursue personal desires apart from God’s invitation to find life in him alone—life that brings true flourishing. We live in a thirsty world.

In this challenging environment, we hear the Lord’s invitation in Psalm 42 to meet with him in worship. May our thirst lead us, like the psalmist, to the living God, who alone can meet our deepest needs.

Heavenly Father, many people around the world will seek you in worship today. Quench the thirst of your people, we pray, and move us to sing your praises and listen to your Word. Amen

05/09/2026

Saturday 5th September 2026
Pray Without Ceasing?


Readings
1 Thessalonians 5:17 “Pray without ceasing.”

Ephesians 6:18 “Pray at all times in the Spirit.”

1 Timothy 2:8 “I desire then that in every place the men should pray, lifting holy hands.”

Reflection

Pray without ceasing? Paul, have you seen my life?

There are emails to answer…meals to cook…people to care for…deadlines to meet…laundry that mysteriously multiplies when I’m not looking! And you’re suggesting I just… pray. Constantly!?

Is this meant to make me feel inspired…or guilty? Because if this is the benchmark of faithful living, then I am failing!

“Pray without ceasing.” Does that mean kneeling all day? Whispering holy words while trying to have a coherent conversation? Ignoring the world in order to talk to God?

I have heard this verse used as a measuring stick for devotion: “If you loved God more, you would pray more.” And: “If you were serious about your faith, you’d make time.”

As if prayer were another task on the to-do list. Another obligation. Another place to feel inadequate.

But surely that cannot be what Paul means.

Because life itself demands our attention.

Because God gave us bodies to move, minds to think, hands to work.

Because Jesus himself didn’t spend every waking moment in formal prayer.

So what is this “unceasing” prayer?

Maybe it isn’t about ‘speaking’ to God all the time.
Maybe it’s about living as though God is always there.

Not constant words…but constant awareness.

A quiet turning of the heart. A steady undercurrent of connection. A life lived in conversation, even when no words are spoken.

Perhaps prayer without ceasing looks like:

a sigh when things are hard;
a thank you when something goes right;
a cry for help in the middle of chaos;
a moment of stillness in the noise.

Perhaps it is less about posture…and more about presence.

Not withdrawing from life to pray, but carrying God with me into life.

Because if God is truly everywhere, then prayer can happen anywhere: in traffic. in meetings, in kitchens, in hospital corridors, and in ordinary, unremarkable moments.

Maybe, then, “pray without ceasing” is not an impossible command…but a gentle reminder that I am never alone.

Prayer

God,
I do not always know how to pray.
Life is noisy, busy, distracting.

Help me to live with an awareness of you
That runs beneath everything I do.

Turn my sighs into prayers,
My gratitude into worship,
My worries into conversation with you.

Teach me that prayer is not another burden,
But a reminder
That you are always here.
Amen.







Today’s writer
The Revd YuFen Chen is a minister of the Presbyterian Church in Taiwan, serving as a Partner in Mission in London

04/09/2026

Our Voices Resonate with Praise
Isaiah 54:1-8
“Sing, barren woman, you who never bore a child; burst into song, shout for joy. . . .”

— Isaiah 54:1

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I grew up (and still serve) in a Christian tradition that tends to be reserved in worship. I remember inviting a pastor from a neighboring church to speak in our congregation. He came from a more expressive background, in which people often said “Amen!” and “Yes, Lord,” to statements he made while he was preaching. Before the worship service I said to him, “When you’re preaching, and the congregation gets really quiet, that’s when you know they are really listening.” He laughed and said he had never heard that before!

Bible commentaries are often fairly dry, yet I own one in which the author writes about Isaiah 54-55 with lots of enthusiasm. The writer highlights Isaiah 54:1, where God calls his people to sing with the joy of knowing they have been saved: “Burst into song, shout for joy.” The commentator rephrases that text vividly with these words: “Let joyful songs explode out of you!”

In some traditions, our sense of reverence and decorum can make us feel uncomfortable with statements like that. We can become shy about expressing our love for God with great enthusiasm. Yet throughout Isaiah we see that creation itself is not restrained in praising its Maker. Creation resounds with praise. The mountains sing, the trees clap their hands, and the heavens declare God’s glory. Because of Jesus, we are a forgiven, restored people, and that moves us to joyful praise!

Jesus, forgive us if we have been unenthusiastic in worship. Teach us to express heartfelt gratitude for all that you have done for us. Amen

03/09/2026

Thursday 3rd September 2026
The Widow of Zarephath


1 Kings 17:8-14
Then the word of the Lord came to Elijah, “Arise, go to Zarephath, which belongs to Sidon, and dwell there. Behold, I have commanded a widow there to feed you.” So he arose and went to Zarephath. And when he came to the gate of the city, behold, a widow was there gathering sticks. And he called to her and said, “Bring me a little water in a vessel, that I may drink.” And as she was going to bring it, he called to her and said, “Bring me a morsel of bread in your hand.” And she said, “As the Lord your God lives, I have nothing baked, only a handful of flour in a jar and a little oil in a jug. And now I am gathering a couple of sticks that I may go in and prepare it for myself and my son, that we may eat it and die.” And Elijah said to her, “Do not fear; go and do as you have said. But first make me a little cake of it and bring it to me, and afterward make something for yourself and your son. For thus says the Lord, the God of Israel, ‘The jar of flour shall not be spent, and the jug of oil shall not be empty, until the day that the Lord sends rain upon the earth.’”

Reflection

In the verses preceding this story there is a drought, and God tells Elijah where he should find water and that he will be fed by ravens. Here, though, Elijah is instructed to go to Zarephath, where a widow has been told to look after him. The widow, who remains nameless, is tested by Elijah as to the quality of her hospitality: Asked to provide a little food, she replies that she has virtually nothing even for herself and is about to prepare a final meal for herself and her son before they lay down and die. Her response must have made Elijah think that the ravens were a better deal!

Elijah reminds the woman that God is a God of hope, and that if she trusts in God, she will have enough for her and her son – and to feed a guest. This story goes way beyond generosity and demonstrates how our lives are intertwined. God instructs the widow; God gives direction to Elijah – and together they provide for each other.

But what about now? During 2025, some areas of the UK experienced hosepipe bans – not quite drought, but it came pretty close. The cost of living continued to increase, while shrinkflation has meant we pay more to purchase less. More people are experiencing food poverty, while donations to Foodbanks have declined.

Yet, Elijah’s God is still present in our world today – the same generous God who promises to look after us. And the spirit which goes beyond generosity is still evident where we see our lives as being linked and together, drawing in and drawing on those often relegated to the margins of society.

Today’s story also offers encouragement to keep faith – even when things may look bleak. Just as the widow discovered, God may have other ideas about what should happen next… So, if ‘your plan’ isn’t working out, why not try God’s plan instead?

Prayer

Generous God,
giver of life,
we give you thanks and praise.

May we be ready to listen to your voice –
and help us to respond as best we can,
especially when hope seems far away.
Help us to play our part in showing your love to others,
through words and deeds.
Amen







Today’s writer
The Revd Zaidie Orr is a retired minister living in Wales

02/09/2026

Wednesday 2nd September 2026
A Time for Everything


Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.

Reflection

There is a time for everything – but why is it so hard to recognise when it is time to do what? Why does it so often feel like the wrong time – at least for me, anyway. There are so many times when I feel stuck, or like I should be doing something else. So often – when a moment has passed – I recognise that maybe I should have done that thing, then! But why isn’t it obvious BEFOREHAND??? Sigh!

But the scripture says, “there is a time for everything”. What it doesn’t specify is when that time is. So I’ve had to remind myself that just because there may have been another time – or even ‘a better time’ – to have done that thing (whatever it is), it doesn’t mean now is ‘the wrong time’. It doesn’t mean there won’t be another chance to do it. I must keep reminding myself of that – especially when sometimes it feels as though I’ve missed my moment, and there won’t be another opportunity. What I don’t always know or factor in, is whether now is a good time or ‘the right time’ for someone, or something else. Could it be that I am so caught up in focussing on my own timings, that I can’t see when I’m being lined up to fit in with someone else’s timing?

Just recently, there have been several occasions when I have had an idea, a thought about something in particular – but decided inside myself that I don’t have time to act on it – to see it through. In effect, I have decided it’s not the right time. Then, while having what I think are completely unrelated conversations elsewhere, topics and themes spring up which tie back in with the thoughts and ideas I had previously put aside. I’m coming to realise that while there is a time for everything, sometimes that time might just catch us by surprise!

Prayer

Lord, why can’t you make it obvious when it is time for us to act?
Why does it often feel so uncertain –
or even like the wrong time?
We can’t always see clearly when ‘the right time’ is.
But while it is hard to wait, difficult when things don’t go to plan,
and the unknown is scary,
please help us to remember that there is a time for everything –
and you will be with us in every time. Amen.




Today’s writer
Karis Campbell-Robinson is a member of High Cross URC, Tottenham

01/09/2026

Tuesday 1st September 2026
The Grace of Being an Outsider
Matthew 15:21-28

Jesus left that place and went away to the district of Tyre and Sidon. Just then a Canaanite woman from that region came out and started shouting, ‘Have mercy on me, Lord, Son of David; my daughter is tormented by a demon.’ But he did not answer her at all. And his disciples came and urged him, saying, ‘Send her away, for she keeps shouting after us.’ He answered, ‘I was sent only to the lost sheep of the house of Israel.’ But she came and knelt before him, saying, ‘Lord, help me.’ He answered, ‘It is not fair to take the children’s food and throw it to the dogs.’ She said, ‘Yes, Lord, yet even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall from their masters’ table.’ Then Jesus answered her, ‘Woman, great is your faith! Let it be done for you as you wish.’ And her daughter was healed instantly.

Reflection

Not so long ago I attended a harvest celebration that was completely different from what I was accustomed to. It lasted three hours and was conducted in a language I did not understand. I felt invisible, overlooked, and questioned whether I belonged there at all!

But, as my mind wandered, I remembered that Jesus was misunderstood and rejected – and that my identity isn’t rooted in acceptance by others, but in being chosen by God. Slowly, I began to see the service for what it was. I found strength during the prayers and a sense of community in this most unexpected setting.

I remembered the encounter between Jesus and the Canaanite woman in Matthew 15. This woman needed help for her daughter, but she was made to feel like an outsider, which can be lonely, painful, and confusing. But she persisted – and Jesus granted her request.

Many of us have experienced the sting of exclusion, whether because of our background, beliefs, personality, or circumstances. But Scripture reminds us that Jesus Himself was an outsider. He was rejected by His own people. He was crucified outside the city gates — a place reserved for the condemned and outcasts. Yet in that place of rejection, Jesus accomplished the greatest act of love and redemption.

God often works through those on the margins. Being an outsider doesn’t disqualify us — it positions us to encounter God in great ways.

If you feel like an outsider today, take heart. You are not alone, and you are not forgotten. Jesus understands your pain intimately.

Yours and my story matters. Your presence and my presence matters. And yours and my difference may be the very thing God uses to bring light into dark places.

This week, reach out to someone who may feel like an outsider. A kind word, a listening ear, or a simple invitation can be a powerful act of grace.

Prayer

Lord Jesus,
thank You for showing us
that being an outsider is not a curse.
Help me to see Your purpose
in my pain and Your presence in my isolation.
Use me to reach others who feel left out,
and remind me
that I am always included in Your love. Amen.



Today’s writer
Darnette Whitby-Reid is an Elder at High Cross URC Tottenham

31/08/2026

Monday 31st August 2026
Jesus and the Woman of Samaria
John 4:1-15

Now when Jesus learned that the Pharisees had heard, ‘Jesus is making and baptising more disciples than John’— although it was not Jesus himself but his disciples who baptized — he left Judea and started back to Galilee. But he had to go through Samaria.

So he came to a Samaritan city called Sychar, near the plot of ground that Jacob had given to his son Joseph. Jacob’s well was there, and Jesus, tired out by his journey, was sitting by the well. It was about noon. A Samaritan woman came to draw water, and Jesus said to her, ‘Give me a drink’. (His disciples had gone to the city to buy food.)
The Samaritan woman said to him, ‘How is it that you, a Jew, ask a drink of me, a woman of Samaria?’ (Jews do not share things in common with Samaritans.) Jesus answered her, ‘If you knew the gift of God, and who it is that is saying to you, “Give me a drink”, you would have asked him, and he would have given you living water.’ The woman said to him, ‘Sir, you have no bucket, and the well is deep. Where do you get that living water? Are you greater than our ancestor Jacob, who gave us the well, and with his sons and his flocks drank from it?’ Jesus said to her, ‘Everyone who drinks of this water will be thirsty again, but those who drink of the water that I will give them will never be thirsty.

The water that I will give will become in them a spring of water gushing up to eternal life.’ The woman said to him, ‘Sir, give me this water, so that I may never be thirsty or have to keep coming here to draw water.’

Reflection

A man once travelled by train through the Great Thar Desert in Rajasthan, India. While other passengers pulled down their window shades to escape the harsh sun, he kept his open, gazing at the barren land with a smile. Curious, another passenger asked, “What do you see in that wasteland that makes you smile?” He replied, “I’m in the irrigation business. If we could only bring water here, this desert would become a garden.” He alone saw the desert’s potential.

Friends, Jesus alone saw the potential in the Samaritan woman. Jesus saw a heart that could be transformed once irrigated by the living water of the Holy Spirit. He crossed barriers of race, gender, and culture to reach her.

This conversation with the Samaritan woman might be viewed as unexpected. A Jew debating theology with a Samaritan results in her becoming an evangelist. Weary and thirsty, sitting by a well, Jesus revealed both His humanity and His grace – asking something from her so that he could offer what she needed.

Jesus never used His power for Himself. He did not perform miracles to satisfy His own hunger or thirst. Instead, He honoured human effort and embraced human weakness, fully committing Himself to our salvation.

The Samaritan woman was offered the water of life—not because she deserved it, but because Jesus is gracious. And that same water is offered to us today.

Prayer

Lord Jesus,
we confess we are unworthy,
like the Samaritan woman.
Quench our thirsty souls with Your living water.
Wash us clean, and make us new creations for Your glory.
We come to You, Lord—empty, needy, and trusting.
Fill us with Your Spirit and lead us into new life.
Amen.



Today’s writer
The Revd Margaret Nilanjana Ali is the minister of Islington & Rectory Rd URCs

30/08/2026

Sunday, 30 August 2026
Psalm 140
Save me, Lord, from the wicked;
from the violent keep me safe,

from those who plan evil in their hearts
and stir up strife every day;
who sharpen their tongue like an adder’s,
with the poison of viper on their lips.

Lord, guard me from the hands of the wicked;
from the violent keep me safe;
they plan to make me stumble.

The proud have hidden a trap
have spread out lines in a net
set snares across my path.

I have said to the Lord: “You are my God.”
Lord, hear the cry of my appeal!
Lord my God, my mighty help,
you shield my head in the battle.
Do not grant the wicked their desire
nor let their plots succeed.

Those surrounding me lift up their heads.
Let the malice of their speech overwhelm them.
Let coals of fire rain upon them.
Let them be flung in the abyss, no more to rise.

Let the slanderer not endure upon the earth.
Let evil hunt the violent man to death!

I know that the Lord will avenge the poor,
That he will do justice for the needy.
Truly the just will praise your name
the upright shall live in your presence.

Reflection

Among the various strands of social media I follow is an American Science fiction writer. I have been a life-long reader of Sci-Fi, and this is a chance to follow some of a writer’s thinking as he regularly posts about the process of creation – and asks the hive-mind some serious technical questions as he builds his worlds.

What I hadn’t expected were the challenges that come with his thought processes – and in particular – ‘what makes someone behave as they do?’ What has gone into a person’s life to twist and warp their vision? He is not asking this in a cosy, reflective session but in the context of his country’s challenges, and the major challenges of behaviours anywhere that seem purely malicious and spiteful.

It’s a huge reflection to unpack but for the moment it’s worth thinking about how surprising his question was: out of context, read while web-browsing over a cup of tea, expecting something about alien life-forms perhaps?

I can only speak for myself, but I find a tendency to assume where I will encounter subject matter. Radio 4 for a current affairs programme or philosophical musings. Church perhaps for a challenge to my ‘religious’ thinking. It means I can choose when I might have to face uncomfortable realities and when I can just indulge in some opt-out time. Sometimes God has a habit of dropping challenges to our thought patterns into seemingly random spaces, and it seems to give them much more staying power.

As someone who has spent most of my ministerial working life outside the Church I shouldn’t be surprised when God pops out of the box and asks me difficult questions when I am least expecting them. How would I respond to the psalmist?

Prayer

Forgive us when remembering
that you are the judge
and can see the whole picture
is such a huge challenge.
Forgive us when our prejudices
and our anger are comforting
because they are familiar.

Teach us clear sight to work for your kingdom,
not to ignore injustice but not to cease loving.
Amen



Today’s writer
The Revd Wendy White is a minister in secular employment and member of Trinity Church, Totton in Hampshire

29/08/2026

Saturday 29th August 2026
Let My People Go
Exodus 5:1-9

Afterward Moses and Aaron went to Pharaoh and said, “This is what the Lord, the God of Israel, says: ‘Let my people go, so that they may hold a festival to me in the wilderness.’” Pharaoh said, “Who is the Lord, that I should obey him and let Israel go? I do not know the Lord and I will not let Israel go.” Then they said, “The God of the Hebrews has met with us. Now let us take a three-day journey into the wilderness to offer sacrifices to the Lord our God, or he may strike us with plagues or with the sword.” But the king of Egypt said, “Moses and Aaron, why are you taking the people away from their labor? Get back to your work!” Then Pharaoh said, “Look, the people of the land are now numerous, and you are stopping them from working.” That same day Pharaoh gave this order to the slave drivers and overseers in charge of the people: “You are no longer to supply the people with straw for making bricks; let them go and gather their own straw. But require them to make the same number of bricks as before; don’t reduce the quota. They are lazy; that is why they are crying out, ‘Let us go and sacrifice to our God.’ Make the work harder for the people so that they keep working and pay no attention to lies.”
Reflection

I woke this morning with a song in my head – ‘When Israel was in Egypt’s Land’. I looked up today’s text…and isn’t it scary? If we change the names to some we recognise today…swap the countries for some which keep appearing in modern-day news – how similar the story is from yesteryear to today. There seem to be so many parallels…and it makes me wonder: How have we not been able to get it together by now?!

Why is there always some ‘one’ (whether it be an individual or a collective entity) who deems their way to be the only and correct way? (Also – why is it always a man?!? No offence men, but maybe it’s time to consider letting the ladies take the lead…)

Anyway – back to the passage… Sadly, this story very much reminds me of the current situation facing ‘immigrant communities’ in the western world. While they may not be held as slaves, as such, they are enslaved by the title of ‘immigrant’ – and other labels which dehumanise. The rhetoric surrounding ‘illegal aliens’ has conjured an otherness that I would not have thought possible in this day and age. While held captive by these labels, people are prevented from progressing in what they had hoped would be their new ‘home’, working hard but achieving little for themselves, and called lazy when the rules bar them from working or leave them dependent on the State. They are lied to – with the illusion of coming to a new land to make better lives for themselves – and only seen as useful when their efforts benefit ‘the one’. Often, they work to produce t inhe ‘quotas’ on which the ‘the one’ depends, doing jobs which the local workforce doesn’t want. And increasingly, it feels like even the assistance that has been available in the past is being taken away – ‘Let them gather their own straw!’

So, I find myself thinking on the words of the song… “Tell old, Pharaoh…LET MY PEOPLE GO!”

Prayer

Dear Lord,

What is happening?
What has happened to Your people?
Where is our compassion?
Our understanding?
Help us all to hold each other close…
and help us to let all your people go.
Help us to remember You.
In your mercy, please help!
Amen.



Today’s writer
Karis Campbell-Robinson is a member of High Cross URC in Tottenham

28/08/2026

Friday 28th August 2026
A Woman’s Healing: A Different View

Mark 5: 25 -34
Now there was a woman who had been suffering from haemorrhages for twelve years. She had endured much under many physicians, and had spent all that she had; and she was no better, but rather grew worse. She had heard about Jesus, and came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, for she said, ‘If I but touch his clothes, I will be made well.’ Immediately her haemorrhage stopped; and she felt in her body that she was healed of her disease. Immediately aware that power had gone forth from him, Jesus turned about in the crowd and said, ‘Who touched my clothes?’ And his disciples said to him, ‘You see the crowd pressing in on you; how can you say, “Who touched me?”’ He looked all round to see who had done it. But the woman, knowing what had happened to her, came in fear and trembling, fell down before him, and told him the whole truth. He said to her, ‘Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace, and be healed of your disease.’

Reflection

Isn’t it funny how two (or more) people can read the same text – and receive it totally differently!?! I am sure my anonymous sister (yesterday) won’t mind me speaking back to her chosen passage.

I have long disliked this story! I understand what people tell me it means, but I see it differently – maybe because I have struggled with ‘embarrassing’ health issues myself! When I look at this passage, I see a woman who has suffered…struggled…and now, in desperation, inconspicuously touches Jesus’ garment, hoping for her long-awaited healing. And, praise God, she is healed. She knows it straight away. She has what she needs, and I think that was enough for her. She could go and live her life, sharing her news – or not – as she wished. Either way, she was freed! But Jesus demands to know who touched him. In the middle of this crowd, Jesus forces her to ‘out’ herself. People say Jesus was restoring her to her full part in society – but I assume the crowd (and wider society?) was unaware of her affliction – until she felt forced to share her story. And how is her place actually restored? Who can/will verify that she is healed? And how? Potentially, this is more humiliation for the woman who has suffered enough. Why could she not have agency to handle her news her way? Why was it OK for this man (albeit Jesus), existing in a man’s world, to decide what the woman should or shouldn’t do?

[Editor’s note: look at Leviticus 15: 25-28 for the laws around ritual uncleanliness in this case; to be ritually unclean meant one was not allowed to take part in Temple worship but one could still worship at the Synagogue and say one’s own prayers. Impurity was a ritual not moral issue.]

I wonder about our reading of scripture – how often we take our understanding as being ‘the’ understanding, without considering the lens through which we (or others) see. What looks like liberation for one may feel like torture for another – coloured by geography, gender, sexuality, ethnicity, (dis)abilities, age, and more. Maybe we need to actively consider different perspectives – and we may all be enabled to see more fully, even if not always more clearly.

Prayer

God of gentleness,
Help me to walk gently,
Mindful that what I see
Is only one tiny part
Of what there is to be seen;
That what I understand
Is understood in a myriad ways
By those who see
From countless different vantage points.

Give us humility to recognise
That all of us,
All together,
Could never fully know you –
Our infinite,
Intimate,
Unknowable God –
Yet each of us
Has something of value to share. Amen






Today’s writer
Karen Campbell, Head of Global & Intercultural Church

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