Game from The Guildable Manor and A Warm Chat
Lunch break at The School. We couldn’t bear sitting indoors with the sun gilting off young leaves and the roofs of a hodge-podge of buildings outside.
Grabbed game meat bap from The Guildable Manor at Borough Market (3 Green Dragon Court, Borough), slathered them with salsa verde and sweet chilli,
then and headed to the Thames Riverside to eat in the warmth and chat about ministries. The person from a working class background now ministering to middle class folk thought that the middle class youth had the raw end of the deal: where working class kids were always told that they were not up to standard and knew that they were sinful, middle class kids were constantly praised for every little breath they took. This led to an erroneously elevated view of self and failure to understand that they too were sinners in need of Jesus’ blood to save them. An ultimately fatal sense of false security.
a clipping that has been making the rounds on the ‘net. haven’t managed to find source.