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  • Strange How Things Change...

    30 minutes to zero hour and 'the' haircut upon which everyone (it seems) has a view!

    In my teens the rage was for page-boys, Purdy cuts and perms, and I steadfastly refused to join in.  "You really ought to get your hair cut"... NO!  I have no regrets, I enjoyed my long locks until the day we parted.

    Now as I am about to say farewell to my chemo curls (the hairdresser reckons my hair will revert to being straight, one of my church folk assures me othewise as they are a blessing from God...) I am inundated with people saying 'don't cut it, it's lovely.'  Actually it's very untidy and needs a tidy up, which is why I'm going to get it cut.

    I guess in a way this is the 'end' of a process that began when it was cut in September 2010... so I tried this morning to recreate one of the photos I had done before it was cut then, and will hopefully repeat it once the 'deed had been done'.

    So, a few definite 'no' answers for this morning...

    no to colour

    no to clippers (memories)

    no to straighteners

    no to seriously short

    See, despite everything, some things just do not change!

    (Pics will follow for those who are contemplating asking for them!)

  • God and 'Stuff'

    Last night's theological reflection group was led by Dr Heather Walton of Glasgow University... get us!  She led us in some explorations around 'God and Stuff', that is our relationship with the material world as made by human beings.  It was very interesting and has spurred my brain to go off and do some mulling.

    The thesis was, roughly, as I understood it, objects and artifacts both embody and make meaning for us, and so they become significant.  This can conflict with a received protestant asceticism that equates material with worldly and elevates frugality for its own sake.  Is it possible, she wonders, if in someway we can encounter God in or through the material world of everyday stuff?

    A few random thoughts I've had so far are...

    The contextual nature of semiotics (sorry, meaning of symbols (and language for that matter) is determined in a specific place by specific people) - the objects that carry meaning for me or my family of my church do so (or specifically in that way anyway) only in that context.  One day most of the photos that mean so much to me, the yellowed theatre programmes, the degree certificates, the tatty toys will all be consigned to the bin because their meaning will die with me.  Those that don't will move on to form part of someone else's 'stuff'.  So, significance is partial and transient, rather than absolute and permanent.

    There is a balance between eschewing materialism - the acquiring of more and bigger and faster and more shiny - and dull asceticism which denounces all things material.  It is possible, surely, to hold possessions 'lightly', valuing them and enjoying them without becoming trapped by them.   There must be, I feel, a middle ground somewhere.

    The difference between 'value' and 'price' - pretty obvious really.  I would not be gutted if someone took away my fridge freezer or my settee, but I would if they stole some of the meaningful tat from my shelf.

    Something about the fact that if we are image bearers of God, with creative gifts (whatever shape that creativity takes) then our creativity has the potential to carry something of God's creativity too.  I think I have to say potential, since if I believe in free will, and I do, then we can choose to abuse that creative potential  in ways that are ugly or point away from God.

    Heather linked beauty with the meaning of objects without specifying what that meant.  I guess this is a hint at what philosophers and theologians sometimes call the 'third transcendental' - God is beauty.  This is fine but I am not sure that, for me, beauty is a key feature in the objects that I choose to surround myself with, not least as I tend to live with lots of clutter and 'heaps' of things that are 'useful' (at least potentially).  Hmmm.  Maybe I need the other two transcendentals - goodness and truth - to widen the scope a bit?

    So, how to ground any of this in a world of material 'stuff' during an economic downturn.  Not sure of any useful answers... I'm not a great acquirer of 'stuff' in an economically materialist sense but I do have an awful lot of it.  Maybe I need to be a little more alert to why I keep what I keep, and how it helps or hinders my disicipleship?

  • Running Up That Hill...

    ... or at least those stairs, three storeys' worth, twice, no problem.  Yippee!  I feel like I'm becoming more 'me' all the time.

    Last chance (almost) for you to see my crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy curls...

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  • Why do we do that?

    This afternoon a man is coming to measure up my living room for a new carpet... so I have hoovered the current one to within an inch of its life... but why?  The whole point is it's going to be replaced...

    Next week I have a dental appointment so my teeth will be brushed, flossed and generally made gorgeous... but why?  The whole point is the hygienist will do a scale and polish...

    So why do we do it?  Doctors, dentists, opticians, hairdresser, carpet fitters, electricians, plumbers... why do they reduce sane adults to a frenzy of cleaning and tidying?

  • Ooops!

    So, the All Together bit of today's service... the three animal puppets act out the magi's gifts....

    Rikki Raccoon brings a bag of pseudo-gold nuggets, gives a few to baby Jesus and settles down next to the silver chalice that is acting as a (general) visual symbol on the table.

    Tillie Tiger brings some frankincense, we successfully burn some in my mini thurible, and she settles down the other side of said chalice.

    Millie Mole brings myrrh, liquid and anointing stuff, children sniff and are dabbed with it, then Millie stands behind the chalice...

    I notice a parent on the front row giggling... I turn to look and there is Millie arms either side of the chalice and mouth over the rim as if supping... ooops.

    So I make a comment about a dipso mole... Millie is moved away from the chalice.... I then comment that I wonder what people listening to the pod cast will make of it... ooops some more.

    I'm back!