Now this could land me in seriously deep water with copyright law, to say nothing of the more serious matter of offending Mr Clever and Little Miss Brainy...

Last night Little Miss Bossy (LMB) wrote a story in the syle of (well, -ish) the Mr Men which can be found here (sorry I don't have the necessary to turn it into a PDF.  Had to copy it to Word from Publisher because it seems the latter gets srambled in translation, hence pagination is not quite right if you print it off).  'Mr Clever and The Mysterious Transfiguration' may sound more Potteresque, but it is definitely not in the style of Rowling.  LMB is not renowned for her skills in writing fiction but now and then Mr Mischief sneaks into her brain and this is the result.  Btw, if anyone can find me a better picture for the last page to replace the cobbled together one based on a book cover, I'd be grateful.

 Still in preparation - 'Little Miss Bossy and the DPT Literature Review' - no pre-orders being taken.

This is me.  It must be true, I have a statuette of her on my desk given to me as parting gift by one of colleagues back in 1999 (though that was in part an 'in' joke becuase he and I had assigned Mr Men to everybody in our office).

Today I had an email correctly addressed!

One of these people was called John, the other was a Celtic equivalent.  Their portrait follows....

Just had an alert for the Journal of Religious History March 2007 edition.  This article sounds interesting...

JENNIFER CLARK

“This Special Shell”: The Church Building and the Embodiment of Memory

Religious, congregational, individual, and community memories are embodied in church buildings. Under normal circumstances these memories sit harmoniously together. Once the church building is destined for closure, however, the equilibrium of the memory platforms is disrupted, often causing conflict. The value of associating memory with a building is questioned, especially when such attachments are seen to impede the rationalisation of church assets. Through the process of closure and afterwards, the memory patterns and associations are reorganised, redrawn, and reprioritised. This article examines these memory shifts in the context of Australian religious history from the 1970s to the present day. Special attention is given to the Uniting Church in Australia.

 Will have a read and see what I should have done differently when we closed our building!

Last night the Girls' Brigade were doing some work for their project on endangered species.  The youngest girls (Explorers, 5-8 years old) were looking at tigers.  As they talked about habitat and diet they were told that tigers eat deer.  One little five year old was horrified - how will Father Christmas get around if the tigers eat his reindeer.  We did explain the reindeer don't live in Asia - and to suppress our laughter.  At least she was listening.

Still it made we wonder, if he had the opportuity, would Tigger eat Rudolph?  Or is the land of make believe one where already the lion and the lamb lie side by side and a little child shall lead them?

I have just finished reading James Hopewell's book Congregation: Stories and Structures and it has been an interesting read.  Not entirely convincing, but interesting nonetheless.

The idea of a lot of what he says is, in a crude summary, that every church has a story with characters and a plot and that a parallel can be drawn with a myth (notably but not exlcusively classical Greek myths) which will then help the congregation to understand itself better and then twist the plot so that it is not bound by the inevitability of that story.  I guess my ignorance of Greek mythology did not help me much, though he did use one German fairy tale (Briar Rose) to describe one congregation.

Part of my disquiet, beyond my ignorance of myths (I'm better at European fairy stories!), lies in the quest for a suitable myth, and the risk of adjusting evidence to fit with a chosen story.  Who decides which is the 'right' myth and on what basis?  The stories people tell - and they are not it seems the whole congregation in any of the cases used - are inevitably biased, not out of malice but because we all remember different things and for different reasons.  I am happy enough to call the place where I work 'Dibley' because it masks its identity from those who read my stuff and, for me, it is a helpful image of, well loveable nannas, I guess.  But I don't imagine for an instant that my people would choose that story for themselves - who after all would want to be known for 'no, no, no, no, no, yes'?  Further, our story is not the story of Dibley - there is no Alice and there are no batchelor accountants looming in the wings!  The 'is and is not' of metaphor is an important corrective, I think, to the risk of trying to find too close a correlation.

I suspect if I asked my people which fairy tale described our life, they'd be on the phone to either the local mental health unit or the good people at BUGB to get me seen to.  Jesting aside, it is, as Hopewell acknowledges, an approach that needs a congregation who can grasp what is trying to be achieved by this process.

One of the themes he identifies early on, but doesn't really seem to develop because of his adventure into the realm of myth (though maybe it is implied and I missed it) is the fairly classical categories of stories - romance, comedy, irony and tragedy - and some associated worldviews.  This I found more helpful as a way of trying to unpack something of how a congregation might see itself, or how it might tell its story.  My experience to date suggests that lots of congregations live with repeating cycles of broadly the same story - whether that is 'rise and fall,' 'us against the world' or whatever (which is where Hopewell finds parallels to myths) and maybe taking time to recall and explore our stories would help us 'twist' the plot to a more hopeful future?

In the end he relates everything back to mission, so at least that made me happy!

I am still more than a little puzzled how I connect reading this book with my desire to look at how historical resources can be employed in the task of theological reflection - I can, in odd moments, almost make the connection, but not quite.

Ah well, another day, another book to start - which fits quite well as my other strand of reading has just begun reading A Generous Orthodoxy the author of which asserts the importance of church history.  Hurrah!