Christmas is a bit overwhelming. There’s a lot going on; a lot of demand on my head-space. Normally, it’s busy enough in there, what with the daily news headlines and the pace of life. Read more
James’s Blog: Impossible?

Posts from the Author, James Webb
Christmas is a bit overwhelming. There’s a lot going on; a lot of demand on my head-space. Normally, it’s busy enough in there, what with the daily news headlines and the pace of life. Read more
It’s another Christmas. I begin to suffer from festive deja vu around now. I walk through town, past the same pop-up stalls and window displays that I saw last year. I sit in front of the TV, wrapping presents, trying to remember if I did exactly this same thing last year, Read more
There are certain Bible verses that make good soundbites, and Philippians 4:13 is one of them: “I can do everything through him who gives me strength.”
I’m sitting in someone’s living room, with a small group of people. We’re in silence, though it’s not an awkward silence. We’re waiting and thinking and praying. We’re about to take communion together. Read more
My writing sabbatical is over, having managed just over a week. Yesterday I sat down and wrote a couple of thousand words that I liked. It’s been a long time since I could say that. Read more
It’s been a while since I wrote anything about music, so here’s another one of my worship picks. The song is ‘Everlasting’ and the band is Juggernautz.
I have been wondering about my writing recently.
Today I was walking around the local library, and I caught myself thinking, “Does the world really need another book?”
Following last week’s post, I’ve been reflecting a little more on my spiritual journey over the years. I think I have passed through three distinct stages since I became a Christian, which I have decided to categorise as follows:
Dear Sister/Brother,
There is something that I want to say to you.
When I decided to follow Jesus as an awkward teenager (really, is there any other kind of teenager?) I had only one redeeming quality. It wasn’t that I was quite clever, or reasonably likeable, or that I had a glistening ball of potential creativity resting in me. Read more