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Judith McMullan funeral: Minister says Harley Davidson biker and corporate high-flier from Co Armagh had 'put her faith in the Lord Jesus Christ... and we've no doubt her soul is in heaven' newsletter.co.uk/news/people/ju… @AbbottNews #harleydavidson #Christian

@LurganCollege Delighted to hear this news. There is no one more deserving of recognition than Jill. Day in, day out I saw her put the interests of others, especially the pupils, before herself. A tireless worker and a force of nature who did so much for the school and its community.

Mrs Gillian Gough BEM We are absolutely delighted that our former Bursar / Headmasters PA, Mrs Jill Gough, has been made a Medallist of the Order of the British Empire (BEM) in the Kings Birthday Honours for services to education in County Armagh. #proud #meliorasequor

@Missedgar2 Just a short term dip, K. Assess progress over the longer term - days like today build resilience for the next time. You might think they weren't listening - you'd be surprised! I'm sure you're doing brilliantly.

So deflating when you think you’ve made good progress with a difficult class and then today…felt like I was talking to a brick wall - a projector that wouldn’t turn on, diggers and hammering and hot weather outside didn’t help things 😩🫠

Fifteen years ago I published a discernment blog post on my site warning of Dr. Keller’s “great errors.” 🤦 The language pointed, the tone uncharitable, within an hour a friend texted to say while I may have landed a point or two worthy of consideration, my approach was wrong. /1

Why does God allow suffering? Classic @TimKellerNYC answer. An apologist’s mind and a pastor’s heart.

“What would you say to a young Christian who is nervous about the future?” Beautiful answer from @TimKellerNYC (1950–2023). His faith is now sight.

Primary teachers! Get FREE micro:bits for your school! BBC micro:bit - the next gen is aimed at 8-11 year olds. Made possible by @Nominet, a FREE set of 30 micro:bits will be donated to every primary school in the UK. Delivered in partnership with @microbit_edu.

Really happy to be working with @BBC_Teach on their brand-new BBC micro:bit campaign 😄 If you're a primary school teacher in the UK you can register for a free classroom set! bbc.co.uk/teach/microbit #BBCmicrobit

I still remember the first day I ever heard the words to "When I Survey the Wondrous Cross". At the time, I was like any teenage boy in my class, laughing and scoffing at any attempt by a proper grown-up to tell me something apparently profound about my (or anyone’s) life. We revelled in sniggering at the earnestness of those who claimed there could be something truly worth living for, let alone those who claimed there could be something worth dying for. This one day, one of our teachers was giving one of those little speeches to our class, the kind of profound-sounding speech that would always induce yawns or sniggers. This teacher was talking through the words of that famous old hymn, saying how the truth of it seemed to grip him and move him in a unique way, how he could never quite get over it however many times he heard it. He got to the words, "See from his head, his hands, his feet / Sorrow and love flow mingled down / Did e'er such love and sorrow meet / Nor thorns compose so rich a crown?" I found myself strangely compelled, without feeling able to show it. I couldn't say I fully understood what those words meant yet somehow I felt I knew something important about them. They spoke of something I'd never heard before as though it was something I had always been yearning to hear, as though it was almost too powerful not to be true. The teacher went on, barely managing to get the last few words out because he was properly choking up: "Love so amazing, so divine / Demands my soul, my life, my all." There were full tears in his eyes as he said those final lines. It didn't seem to matter to him that he was standing before one of history's most unimpressible audiences. And yet this time, there was no mockery, just silence. Not a scoff in sight. I think it was more than just me who felt something true about those words, who felt that, after all, there just might even be something so worth living for that it could be worth dying for. The One for whom those words were written faced an even more unimpressible audience than existentially repressed teenage boys. He faced the jeers and scoffs of a crowd baying for his blood. This crowd knew nothing about just how precious that man's blood was, how much it cost to shed it, and how much it would mean for the rest of human history and all eternity. That man could have chosen to come down from where he hung, could have shut up every scoffer in an instant. But he chose to stay up there, to suffer unjustly for the very people who put him there. He did so in order to bring about a more profound justice than any human will or political system could ever imagine. The moment when that man said "It is finished" was the single greatest accomplishment by any person who has ever lived. After that teacher's speech, after the unexpected silence, I could have done something about it. I didn't. It seemed too unthinkable to do something about it. Too big. Too frightening. Soon enough I would be back in the school corridors again, back in the “real world” where profound thoughts about the meaning of life need not apply, where epic, cosmic sacrifice is not required. It would be several years before I finally gave in to the One who hung on that wondrous cross, the One whose amazing love could simultaneously require nothing from me and yet demand everything of me. This was not the first time that I'd turn my face away from Him and pretend it would all be fine. How about you? How many times have you heard about the Cross and been bored by it? How many times have you scoffed at it? However many times it's been, there's still time, for now. There's still time to follow the One who hung on it, and who calls you to take up your own for His sake. But there will not always be time. The prince of glory died on that cross, but he will return one day as the king of glory, and He will not permit scoffers to scoff forever.

@mcaleese_anne So proud to hear of the success of my forget pupil Esther this morning on YPAM. She was always driven and a pleasure to teach. Following the @LurganCollege motto of #MelioraSequor - to follow better things. #yourplaceandmine #YPAM

It was brilliant to return to @AlderHey this year, alongside @Everton, to spread festive cheer 💫 It’s always a special day to surprise so many brave patients and their families ❤️

Four years ago. So many changes since then. What a great bunch of young people!

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@AndrewF03435656 Too painful 😭

A privilege to be a fan of #LFC What a manager and what a group of players!

Great to be back at live online safety sessions. @C2k_info #onlinesafetylive

@benscott234 @AndrewF03435656 @easyJetholidays @easyJet @irishhockey @roisinupton @katiemullan11 @FIH_Hockey 😂😂😂

Thanks very much @easyJetholidays! An 18th birthday surprise to see Ireland at the Hockey World Cup ruined. 😥 @easyJet #hockeyWorldCup @irishhockey @roisinupton @katiemullan11 @FIH_Hockey