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\nThe Lent Sermons at St Helen’s Church in Abingdon has the title ‘Spiritual Lessons my Dog taught me.’<\/p>\n
\nThe Lent Sermons at St Helen’s Church in Abingdon has the title ‘Spiritual Lessons my Dog taught me.’<\/p>\n
Rev’d Dr Charles Miller says March 9th \u2013 Scent & Sensibility \u2013 Is there such a thing as a taste for God (Matthew 4.1-11)?<\/p>\n March 16th \u2013 \u201cSit!\u201d \u2013 Dealing with our impulses (John 3.1-17)<\/p>\n March 23rd \u2013 Scavenging \u2013 Where true joys are to be found (John 4.5-42)<\/p>\n March 30th – Mothering Sunday\u2013 the series takes a break<\/p>\n April 6th \u2013 Lap Dog \u2013 \u201cThere\u2019s a place for us…\u201d (John 11.1-45)<\/p>\n See Lent sermon series for more.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Lent Sermons at St Helen’s Church in Abingdon has the title ‘Spiritual Lessons my Dog taught me.’ Rev’d Dr Charles Miller says ‘Some of you, whether dog-lovers or not, have met my petite Jill Russell, Beth (actually Lambeth, but who would wish to be called that publicly?). She is now ten years old, so […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[133],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11173","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-religion"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.abingdonblog.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11173","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.abingdonblog.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.abingdonblog.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.abingdonblog.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.abingdonblog.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=11173"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.abingdonblog.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11173\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.abingdonblog.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=11173"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.abingdonblog.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=11173"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.abingdonblog.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=11173"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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\n‘Some of you, whether dog-lovers or not, have met my petite Jill Russell, Beth (actually Lambeth, but who would wish to be called that publicly?). She is now ten years old, so that we have begun the second decade of our daily walks together. Those walks certainly, but her behaviours and craving at other times too, have been occasions to observe and reflect. Time and again, in reaction to behaviour either charming or challenging, I\u2019ve been led to ask myself, \u201cWell, am I really that different?\u201d It\u2019s been sobering…’<\/em><\/p>\n