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  • Count Your Blessings: Ash Wednesday

    Quoted directly from Christain Aid resource leaflets.

    For adults:

    Around 24% of children of primary school age in sub-Saharan Africa and 7% in Southern Asia do
    not attend school.


    Give 30p if there is a non-fee-paying primary school where you live

    For children:

    School might sometimes feel like a bit of a pain. But school is really important for us to learn the things we need for life. It’s great that in Britain and Ireland everybody can go to school without having to pay for it. In sub-Saharan Africa, almost one in four children do not go to school. Imagine what it would be like to have to go to work instead of school, or to stay at home to look after everyone in your family. Write down one new thing that you have learned at school today and say a prayer of thanks for your teacher.

     

    My pledge

    Day 1 - 30p

    Total so far 30p

  • Lent Bloggings

    This year I am taking a break from producing daily reflections throughout Lent, and instead I am going to post the daily item from the Christian Aid 'Count Your Blessings' leaflets for adults and children.  I hope that doing this will encourage a few more people to think about this, and maybe to donate to Christian Aid as suggested.  Apart from that the usual miscellany of bloggage will continue in its usual 'ramblings, reflections and rubbish' (the original subtitle to this blog) manner.

  • Golly Gosh!

    Well I wasn't expecting to see this news reported!   Whatever I may think of his views or his papacy, it is a wise man who knows when to call it a day, and I respect Pope Benedict XVI for having the courage so to do.  I also think it is rather fitting that this elderly theologian can spend the last part of his life out of the spotlight pursuing those matters that energise him.  We pray for him, for his successor, and for the Roman Catholic Communion in this time of change.

     

    On a less serious note:

    dougal for pope.jpg

  • Give me joy in my heart...

    Yesterday someone posted a question on Facebook asking Christians what made them lose joy and hope.  I thought it was an interesting question, pondered briefly and then replied that, based on how I understand them, I have never lost either.  Indeed, I would say that it is actually joy and hope, along with other 'Spiritual fruitiness' that is what remains, and sustains me, in the very dark places that other people were identifying as those which caused them to lose joy or hope.  Perhaps, as I hinted in my reply, it is what we mean by 'hope' and 'joy' that informs how it is affected by circumstance.

    JOY

    It's a pair of stories I have told many times before, here and elsewhere, about knowing what joy is, but they bear a further telling, because they illustrate so well what I mean.  Each arose from all age services looking at the 'fruit of the Spirit' one from a child of around five, the other from a woman in her sixties...

    Little girl jumping up and down on the spot says "it's when you just can't stop yourself from jumping for joy"

    Grandmother who had just buried her (third) infant grandchild in the same week as a young couple in the church had given birth to a healthy baby, "joy means I can be happy for A&B even though my heart is breaking for C&D"

    This is joy, not some fluffy emotion, not fleeting happiness, but indefatigable, irrepressible, refusal to be overcome... the light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it.

     

    HOPE

    Again I think there is a need to explain what we mean by hope - and what we don't.  The word is used so glibly (and I am as guilty as any) that it applies to anything we wish for... I hope it doesn't rain, I hope to see you next week, I hope the film is good...  But that is as far from Christian hope as you can wish for.  Another story...

    The little Baptist worship book called Patterns and Prayer includes a couple of suggested liturgies for infant blessings.  In one of the forms are words to the effect that this is done in the hope that the child will, in due course, come to faith and express that in baptism.  Evidently the publishing house queried the word 'hope' seeing it as too wishy-washy, too passive, too lacking in something or other they felt should be there.  The writers stood their ground; hope carries with it a sense of expectation, an acceptance of activity, a certain something that, whatever happens the promise will come good.

    Whenever I try to define hope, I end up at Hebrews 11 and the great catalogue of 'faithful' people.  Hope is, I feel, very like and very allied to, faith.  Even though I walk through a valley as dark as death, yet I have hope.

     

    I have a good life, a mostly happy and fulfilling life, but by heck it has had - and will continue to have - some dark places, frightening places, anxious places, lonely places.  There are times when I am anything but happy, times when all my dream lie in tatters at my feet, but I do believe that joy and hope survive - and it is the fact that they do, they they are not defined or constrained by circumstance, that means whatever ever happens I can cling on, if only by my finger tips, and keep on keeping on.

     

    Sometimes things seem to happen all at once.  A lot of my friends and my church folk are facing enormous challenges and frightening times.  For the most part they remain resilient and strong - well on the outside anyway, even though they ache and break inwards.  I pray, with all the faith I can muster, that joy and hope, peace and love will be theirs.

     

    As the final verse of the old hymn "I thank three Lord of rlife" puts it:

    I thank thee, Lord, for hope:
    What yet shall be I may not know;
    the unseen days will changes bring,
    but through them all hope's star shall glow,
    and I shall have my song to sing.

    James W Butcher (1857-1937)

  • The Best Laid Plans...

    This morning I came in to church, switched on the computer and got the dreaded blue screen - something I have not seen in many years, and only then when I knew I had done a hard reboot after some poor, old machine had frozen.  This PC is not yet two years old, how could this be?

    One hard reboot and a system restore later and all was well - well almost.  Now the virus software decided not to work... so, once the backup (which is taking forever, nearly 3 hours so far) finishes I will reboot it, and if that fails to fix the virus software, evidently have to install and reinstall it.  Grr, grr, grr!

    Whether the cause is a Windows update or a Norton update, I don't know (had something similar, though not quite as bad, on my laptop a year or so back) but it has meant a disproportionate amount of time being my own IT department and not doing the things I planned to do.  And I think I need to sit here until the backup completes, which at the present rate of progress....

    The best laid plans of mice and men, and all that jazz.