If pride be a sin then a sinner I am in extremis.

I think we confuse pride with vanity, and the sin is the latter rather than former.

But I was "bursting with pride" this morning as our students led our worship, and our congregation received what they had prepared.  There were some real glimpses of heaven, some grace-filled moments when the now-and-not-yet distance became a little more contracted.

Our students did us proud, in that I rejoice, and for that I thank God.

As I was typing the last entry, I heard the strains of music emerging from elsewhere in my home... the radio alarm comes on at 7:30 on a Sunday rather than the 6:00 of weekdays; also my cat does not appreicate this hence I'm up and active.

The music was Libera singing Sanctus... a piece of music I first heard many moons ago when I lived in Warrington, and bought a CD of this boy-choir, something I've used on many occasions in worship, and simply used as 'chill' music.

As with many pieces of music, this one has power to transport me to times and places that, for me were significant.  This morning I was found myself transported back a year or so, as this was one of the pieces I fell asleep to after my surgery.  I still love it, the clear treble voices and the setting of the sanctus to Pachabel's canon.  Hope you enjoy it too.

Today is a first for us at church, at least in my time here...

Today we/I hand over the reigns to our students to lead worship for Education Sunday.  This is a really exciting, and everso slightly risky, undertaking.  I am not too concerned, since I know that most of them are very familair with leading, or participating in the leading of, public worship.  I know that they have planned meticulously (well two planning meetings and several texts/emails etc) and have asked me very pertinent questions.  I know, too, that they appreciate the responsibility they have to 'get this right'.  But it will be fun... an all age extravaganza, with crafts for the kiddies and a communion liturgy created by some of the students themselves.

So, this morning my duties are:

• set up the projection equipment (not something we use every week as our space is not ideal for it)
• sing with the choir
• take the role of the proud 'mum' watching her 'children' up on stage... (except that for certain minister friends of mine, this metaphor has some very unfortunate connotations)
• make sure I pick up any negative remarks and divert all the compliments to the students

It will be fantabulous - I am looking forward to it greatly.  Go H,G,G,E,M,M,N,C and anyone I've missed!

I think it is also the last service one of our Africans will be at before he leaves, in which case I'll nip in at the end to pray him on his way.