I had a good head knowledge of Christianity from school, but joined the ’60s rebellion with gusto, seeking for peace and reality in many directions – all fruitless. William Blake’s writings inspired me to read the gospels again. Jesus wonderfully revealed Himself to me as I read His post-resurrection encounter with Mary Magdalene while I was sitting in a pedestrian precinct in Brighton; my heart cried ‘Rabboni’!
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