Our broken nets

St Andrew’s Day, November 30 2016 Isaiah 55; Matthew 4.12-20 Rev Kate McDonald Reynolds, Scottish Episcopal Church As minister of St Andrew’s Church of Scotland in Tiberias, I spend a lot of my time aware of the Sea of Galilee. I see it from the balcony of my house as I hang laundry. From the…

Music connects

December 10 2016, 7 pm (19:00)


Music by Johann Sebastian Bach, Ernest Bloch, Friedrich Burgmüller, John Dowland, Roger Quilter, and Georg Philipp Telemann
Admission free! Donations in aid of Musicians without Borders will be gratefully received

Carrie Ballenger Smith, piano
Fabienne van Eck, cello
Laurie Hunter, flute
Vivien Réamonn, soprano
Jonas Schäfer, guitar


The day and the hour

Advent Sunday, November 27 2016 Isaiah 2.1-5; Psalm 122.1-9; Romans 13.11-14; Matthew 24.36-44 Páraic Réamonn, Church of Scotland Welcome to Advent! In this season we look back, remembering the coming of Christ at Christmas and all that this means for us. But on this Sunday – Advent Sunday – we look forward, reminding ourselves of…

What is the kingship of Christ?

Last Sunday after Pentecost, November 20 2016 Jeremiah 23.1-6; Psalm 46; Colossians 1.11-20; Luke 23.33-43 John Howard, Methodist Church of Great Britain How is the Christmas shopping going? Do you realize that next Sunday sees the beginning of Advent? Have you ordered your Christmas cards as yet? This is the last week of the lectionary…

Jerusalem Season – Autumn Concert

St Andrew’s Scots Memorial Church | November 24 2016 at 7pm (19:00) Music by JS Bach, A Vivaldi, WA Mozart, A Corelli, E Elgar, G Frescobaldi, A Piazzolla Admission free! Donations will be collected in favour of the Magnificat Institute, Jerusalem, and St Andrew’s Scots Memorial Church Artistic Director: Robert Canetti Soloists: Robert Canetti, violin…

Two masters

Twenty-sixth Sunday after Pentecost, November 13 2016 Isaiah 65.17-25; Isaiah 12; 2 Thessalonians 3.6-13; Luke 21.5-19 Páraic Réamonn, Church of Scotland   In Flanders fields the poppies grow between the crosses, row on row, that mark our place: and in the sky The larks still bravely singing fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We…