Friday, 6 November 2009
Fun Theory
Saturday, 9 August 2008
The greatest show on Earth?
But I did… and I did.
The opening ceremony from the Beijing Olympics was truly amazing. Against the background of human rights abuse, with the inevitable excessive cost and consumption, and the element of hypocrisy in talking about these as the ‘green’ Olympics, how could I bring myself to watch it?
Well, I’m weak.
I know that I’ll get hooked on the sports action – I always do. So I was determined to resist the opening ceremony. But I was ironing and the cricket had reached the lunch break, so I just switched channels briefly.
I hoped I would hate it – that it would be jingoistic and militaristic in its approach. But it wasn’t.
Credit where credit’s due. The ceremony (before the boring parade of athletes) was a celebration of all that is best in Chinese culture. The achievements of learning and wisdom were highlighted. The scale of the production was awesome. The technical perfection was breath-taking. It was epic. And the Chinese know how to do a fine firework display (or five!). There were too many highlights to list here. If you haven’t seen it, try to find full coverage and sit back and enjoy! (BBC iPlayer is a good option, if you can access it).
Monday, 26 May 2008
Inspired - first tentative steps



Sunday, 23 March 2008
Sunday, 9 March 2008
Pathways of prayer: The charismatic path
Actually, that's not quite true. I seem to have got out of sync with the course. But that's OK, as I'm planning to keep going with the cycle of pathways beyond Lent.
This pathway is summarised by St Augustine's prayer:
The doodle had now reached its final state.
Saturday, 8 March 2008
The challenge of maintaining momentum
So I will start the new week with renewed hope and an image to cling on to.
Sunday, 2 March 2008
The contemplative path
Tuesday, 26 February 2008
It’s an ill wind...
Our weekly management team meeting over-ran today – making me late leaving for home, and therefore missing tonight’s quarterly church members meeting. (To be honest, I haven’t shed many tears over this.)
The drive home was tricky in places, as cars and lorries were battered by broadsides from the wind.
But the sky was fantastic. I guess that all of the high clouds had been blown away, and the sky was a wonderfully clear blue, melting into a yellow-grey sunset at the horizon. The only blemishes were a few scruffy, grey clouds being chased across the scene by the wild winds. Then I spotted a flash of pink in the sky, and I realised that it was the vapour trail from a jet. It was catching the colour of the sunset – beautiful!!
The image doesn’t do it justice, but it helped me unwind at the end of a long day.
Monday, 25 February 2008
The sacramental path
Sunday, 17 February 2008
pathways of prayer

Monday, 4 February 2008
A new dawning

A new dawning
with a glimmer of hope,
a chink of light,
through a blanket of darkness
When I lift my eyes
what do I see?
Bright hope for the day
or the overcast blackness
that meets my eye?
Do I see the day’s problems
lying in wait,
or the opportunities before me?
Can my hope outweigh my disillusion?
And even if the dark clouds
fill the day,
I will cling on to that promise of light
and think what tomorrow might bring,
with a new dawning.
Saturday, 2 February 2008
Praying in color


Friday, 1 February 2008
Monday, 28 January 2008
I asked for wonder

“I did not ask for success; I asked for wonder. And You gave it to me.”
These are the words of Abraham Joshua Heschel. I’ve been coming across his stuff quite a bit recently – in a book I’ve been reading about the Sabbath (more of that later), and also over at Living Wittily.
Today his words seem to be particularly appropriate – I’ve been considering and reflecting about the way that I observe and respond to the world around me. In recent weeks, I’ve been noticing things more keenly, and responding to them in different ways – photos, daft drawings, bits of poetry, and even some painting!
I’ve commented on aspects of this in some of my recent blogs – it’s like a kind of re-awakening of things that have lain dormant for a long time. Fish Wife was commenting on it the other day, with reference to some of my activities when I was at university – over twenty years ago.
Tonight, I started to read an anthology of Heschel’s material and I came across the quotation below, and it seemed to fit with what I was thinking and feeling. I am aware that much of this is of no interest to anyone except me – so call me self-indulgent – but it helps to write it down!
“We can never sneer at the stars, mock the dawn or scoff at the totality of being. Supreme grandeur evokes unhesitating, unflinching awe. Away from the immense, cloistered in our own concepts, we may scorn and revile everything. But standing between earth and sky, we are silenced by the sight.”
Monday, 21 January 2008
Church will eat itself… I hope!
Stock, Aitken, Waterman versus Blur
X-Factor or Arctic Monkeys
It was well presented and quite uplifting to recall how the radical edge has always re-surfaced to challenge the production line approach. Towards the end the presenter comments:
“British pop always eats itself and creates something totally new.”
Hence the title for this entry.
For a long time now, I’ve been frustrated by the ‘production line’ approach to church services. The same basic formula week in, week out. Where is the innovation? The pulsating, creative response to our Creator God? John Drane wrote a book called ‘The McDonaldization of the Church’ and I fear that’s exactly where we’ve reached.
Time to take a fresh look, try some new approaches, different emphases.
Why do we limit our worship for a limitless God?

