Author Archives: Claire

About Claire

@claireylegs Keen on Jesus. Keen on justice. Ministry assistant in the Great North East. Blogger. Find me in: coffee shop / church / pub / bed.

From nun school to vicar school.

It’s been two years since I began my time with the Community of St Anselm, and over at Lambeth Palace, a new cohort will be just getting to grips with their rule of life. As they step into a challenging … Continue reading

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White privilege and me.

It’s been a few months since I’ve written anything here, and that’s because things have been pretty busy – I’ve finished a job, had a civil partnership, been on holiday, moved house, celebrated family weddings, and enjoyed the glorious glimpse … Continue reading

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The body of Christ and its Ministers’ bodies

I blinked, again. I didn’t understand why this woman was looking at me with such eager glee. “Is something happening, is it?” She repeated. I racked my brains.  Plenty is happening in my life right now, she could mean anything. … Continue reading

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In at the deep end: doing Holy Week wholly.

It’s started.  The week leading up to Easter has always been, for me, a break from busy life. Last year I spent the long weekend holidaying with friends in Wales. Previously, it’s been time off from university and school, time … Continue reading

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Mission-shaped girl: trials and errors.

I had no energy for yet another debate on philosophical arguments for the existence of God. So I backed slowly away and went to play cards instead. At 17 years old, and having been among the same school friends for … Continue reading

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Waiting: it makes no difference.

We packed our bags, loaded up the van, and set off on the 8-hour drive to the North East – and it felt like the moment had finally come. Since Rose was accepted for ordination training, we knew our lives … Continue reading

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I’ve seen hope born.

It’s hard to tell a story that isn’t yours alone – especially a story that weaves in and out of years, a story that can’t be untangled from everything else you’ve known. I’ve told my Mum she needs to write … Continue reading

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