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A Skinny Fairtrade Latte in the Food Court of Life - Page 2

  • Take this moment, sign and space...

    Yesterday was quite a long day of teaching with my colleague J, as we led our Ministes in Training, and a small number of external participants, through a day exploring and reflecting on legal, theological, liturgical, practical and pastoral matters connected with marriage and weddings.  It was quite a long day: around seven hours classroom time, with plenty of decent length breaks.

    This is the part of my role that brings the most joy - equipping a new generation of ministers to serve churches, chaplaincies and community projects in ways that compassionate, competent and creative... and, even though I can't make it alliterate, adequately theologically informed. 

  • Metaphor for Life...

    Photo by Nick Fewings on Unsplash

    Life is extremely full at the moment, all of it in a good way, and my metaphorical plate spinning skills are being stretched to the limit.

    As teaching draws to its close, an 'intensive' day is nigh, there's a retreat to finalise, student annual reviews to conduct and prospective student interviews to prepare for... college life slows no sign of slowing down just yet.

    Meanwhile, church has lots of good things to look forward to including an infant blessing, baptism(s), new Members, and a wedding.

    Small wonder a few plates are hitting the deck... and demonstrating to anyone who doubted it that I am decidedly fallible!      

  • Words Matter... Because People Matter

    In the introduction to Chumbawumba's 'Tubthumping', from the film Brassed Off, one of the characters says:

    Truth is I thought it mattered
    I thought that music mattered
    But does it? B*****cks
    Not compared to how people matter

    In the context of the film, that's true, but in the context of public worship, I'd want to rephrase it...

    Truth is it really matters
    I thought that music mattered
    But does it? Absolutely!
    Because people matter.

    A bit of context... I love Baptist Assembly, and I love our diversity, but every year, every single year, I find myself feeding back the same reflection on the sung worship and the language that is used within the context of worship.  Perhaps I am now a grumpy old woman where once I was an eager theologically informed critic.  And, I need to give credit where it's due rather than simply critique/moan, this year's musicians played skillfully and at an appropriate volume.  After failing to do so in the first session, they also included 'as you are able' in the instruction to stand.

    So, some general thoughts before my explicit gripes...

    • Leading Worship 101 (we din this into our students) make sure that the first and last hymn/song is really well known and non-contentious.  There is nothing worse than beginning or ending with something you have never heard of - and the worship leader said of many songs 'you probably don't know this one'. 
    • Invite don't instruct (another thing we din into our students).  I am a rule-follower, I comply... if you tell me to stand, I'll stand; if you tell me kneel, I'll kneel... Not everyone is able to stand/kneel/raise their hands... not everyone is comfortable turning to their neighbour, touching a stranger's (or anyone's) arm... not everyone likes being told what to do, and for some it can feel controlling... 'I invite you to...' 'If you are able and comfortable to...' Ask... don't tell.
    • Words are powerful, can liberate and energise, can hurt or harm... (Yes, you've  guessed, our students get told all this too...).  Check the words of hymns, the writers/contexts from which they came... Are there versions of hymns that are more inclusive (or less excluding) that could be used?  Might it be wise to omit certain verses that could be problematic e.g. for people with disabilities, people who have experienced abuse, people who are not white, cis-het, etc etc.  Nothing is perfect, and this isn't political correctness gone wild, it's pastoral sensitivity... 
    • Does the hymn/song do the job it needs... to gather, to praise, to confess, to teach, to dismiss, to bless?  Is there variety and/or movement in the 'feel' and style of music... if we can do everything with three to five chords and a capo, or if everything is 86 86 D, then there is scope for better!

    So, to some specifics from this years Baptist Assembly...

    The Good...

    When we sang 'When I survey the Wondrous Cross' and 'Be Thou my Vision', and when we had 1970s Sunday School choruses ('This little Light of Mine' and 'Higher, Higher') everyone sang, and sang lustily.  We need more of that.

    Mostly we were asked 'to stand as we are able'

    I understand that a song change/adjustment was made in response to feedback from Deaf delegates; I applaud this as an example of good practice.

    The Not-so-Good, and the Bad ...

    This relates to specific examples.

    Not so good...

    • The total absence of non-English language or 'world church' songs... there are oodles out there, and in a multicultural, multi-ethnic, outwards facing context, we should be choosing some of them
    • The use of exclusive language versions of out-of-copyright hymns were there are good inclusive language versions, notably 'Be Thou my Vision'.  To be clear, I am not one for changing words willy-nilly, but sometimes the newer versions are better - and some writers even issue updated words they'd rather we used.

    The Bad... some specific lyrics that were meaningless or offensive

    • The line 'Praise is the water my enemies drown in' is, frankly, abhorrent and even, dare I say it, antithetical to the teaching of Jesus... 'Love your enemies, pray for those who persecute you.'  When people fleeing persecution or abuse are forced to use small boats, and some drown as a result, when some political activists speak of drowning people who don't look like them, there is no way any Christian should ever sing such words...
    • The line 'let praise be a weapon' is no less troubling.  I admit that 'spiritual warfare' is a theology that many find helpful but I don't.  Irrespective, if we see praise as a weapon, I feel we have our priorities wrong... praise is about honouring who God is, not beating up another, whoever.
    • 'You've got a lion inside of those lungs'... Just what does that mean, even in context ("Come on my soul, don't you get shy on me, you've got a lion inside of those lungs").  If it doesn't make plain sense, or if you have to explain the metaphor, it's failed even before it begins.

    To be clear - I do not expect to like or agree with everything that is chosen for worship, it's not about me and my preferences or my theology, it's about honouring God...

    • I struggle with singing 'Ten Thousand Reasons' because I encountered at a time when the reality of my own mortality was in especially sharp focus, and I could not - and cannot - be confident that in my last moments I'll be singing 'bless the Lord oh my soul'.  But I will still choose it for worship because it's a song worth singing.
    • There are lines from 'In Christ alone' I either don't sing or sneakily tweak, because vicarious pecuniary atonement and election/predestination are things I find difficult, but it's still a good hymn, well known and I'll use it (interestingly at Assembly the problematic verse was omitted...).
    • There are some songs were I just won't sing the bits that are wrong 'the father turns his head away' erm, nope, check Psalm 22... 'David rebuilding a Temple of praise' nope, God told David that a tent was just fine... but I get that others love them

    So, yes, I am a theolgically, pastorally and liturgically aware grumpy old woman... who I hope does her best to honour the God who love her, calls her and continually transforms her.

     

  • Baptist Assembly 2026 - Overall Reflections

    I love Assembly... I love the gathering and greeting, the listening and learning, the commemorating and celebrating... it is good to be together as part of this this crazy, diverse, mixed-up, sometimes quarrelsome, sometimes frustrating, family of Jesus-followers.

    And this was a good Assembly, with a feeling of warmth and welcome, openness and acceptance.  We heard good key note speakers (Helen Paynter and Leone Martin), we shared times of prayer and worship, times of food and fellowship, times of catching up and - yes - times of whinging.

    Having been to Assembly almost every year for more than a quarter of a century, I find that the same themes recur in new guises, as new generations ask the age-old questions... Is that a good thing? Maybe.  It's good that younger people continue to bring energy and enthusiasm, but sad that the same old injustices and inequities are perpetuated. 

    Overall, it was good.  I came home good-tired having had lots of conversation, having met new people and reconnected with people I've known for ages.  My Assembly 'bingo' card of words/phrases/irritations/celebrations was a full house - and that, too, is good... my Baptist family in all its fullness, doing its best to follow Jesus, each congregation, college and association at liberty under the guidance of God's Spirit to discern what it means for them to be speaking and being Good News in a broken and disordered world... I'm glad to be part of that.     

  • Keep Walking...!

    A huge thank you to everyone who has donated to my charity walk.  So far, in seven days, I've walked just over 58 miles (my secret goal is a lot higher than 100 miles!)

    Since I began walking, based on average figure, something like 1120 people will have been diagnosed with breast cancer, and around 220 will have died. 

    Should you wish to donate and haven't done so, the link is here but please don't feel obliged to do so.