Marshall Meek remembered…

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I was checking into the very good John Stevens blog this morning and saw a post I’d missed that mentioned Marshall Meek – delightfully as an example of someone who saw the need to innovate or die in the ship building industry, and to learn from competitors rather than look down on them.

The post (19 October) is worth reading and it links to Marshall’s obituary in the Telegraph.  Being so out of touch, I didn’t know he was so recently with the Lord, but not-so-exclusive-ex-exclusive-brethren even get a mention – which isn’t an everyday occurrence.

I only met Marshall Meek once – 23 years ago, but I remember him as the first person I knew who had a helicopter whisk his daughter away from her wedding – most impressive to a teenager.  So impressive it was that I made calls to Redhill aerodrome to see if I could pull the same stunt on my wedding day years later.

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I’m glad I went for something more innovative in the end.

I thought Steve B or Roz would like that.  I overheard it was Marshall that arranged the uplifting exit, but it might have been Arthur, or both.  Apologies for the very hurried sketch.

But enough of that – the main point of John Stevens’ post is a vital one – some things are fundamental and some things have to change.

Telling the difference is hard but not impossible, and we’re required to do so.

Dawkins – Jesus Loves Me

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No, he didn’t say that – I just got these two through in the post, both £8 from Amazon. Book review time!

One is really easy. It has pictures of happy children and a button that, when pressed plays the tune for the following song:

Jesus loves me, this I know
For the Bible tells me so
Little ones to him belong
They are weak but he is strong
Yes, Jesus loves me!
Yes, Jesus loves me
Yes, Jesus loves me!
The Bible tells me so.

Albie loves it, and Karl Barth regarded it as the best summary of his life’s work in theology, so it could be regarded as a neat shortcut to 13 volumes of ‘Church Dogmatics’. Bargain.

The other one also has pictures, but I haven’t read it yet. The Spectator has a review of it that is a little unkind in ascribing egotism to an autobiography, but does faithfully ring the bell for the odd switches Richard Dawkins makes between “by chance” and “to say it’s chance is a travesty”.

However, I bought it because I do think Jesus loves Richard Dawkins, and I thought it might help me pray more intelligently for a man who seems to epitomise man’s lost state. He comes across as a driven man, and I can’t work out why.

So I shall read it for myself.