Last Friday I was leading the (Women's) World Day of Prayer at the local sheltered housing.  Here it is still very much a women's event and rather unsurprisingly it is assumed that the women ministers will take part.

The material was produced by women in South Africa and was an interesting blend of styles.  However I was stunned, in the most positive sense possible, by the prayer of praise - it is truly amazing: profound, beautiful, funny, simple, complex, sincere.  I cannot find a copyright statement for it, but if you do use it, please acknowledge it as being from the Signs of the Times 2006 service.  Enjoy!

All you BIG things, praise the Lord!

Drackensberg and Table Mountains, Indian and Atlantic Oceans, Yellow-wood, Oak and Baobab trees

 

Praise the Lord and bless his name!

 

All you TINY things, praise the Lord!

Busy red ants and lurking ticks, wriggling tadpoles and pestering mosquitoes.

 

Praise the Lord and bless his name!

 

All you SHARP things praise the Lord!

Cactus thorns and prickly pears, aloe leaves and high-heeled shoes

 

Praise the Lord and bless his name!

 

All you SOFT things praise the Lord!

Golden ripe mangoes, sponges and moss, babies’ skin, cuddly toys and porridge

 

Praise the Lord and bless his name!

 

All you SWEET things, praise the Lord!

Apples, peaches, and blueberry jam, young people’s dreams and old peoples’ good wishes

 

Praise the Lord and bless his name!

 

All you SWIFT things, praise the Lord!

Lightning and swallows flitting through the sky, traffic on motorways and speeding ambulances

 

Praise the Lord and bless his name!

 

All you SLOW things, praise the Lord!

Huge big elephants and bony old cows, tortoises, snails and patients on crutches

 

Praise the Lord and bless his name!

 

All you loud things, praise the Lord!

Thunder, midnight drums and taxis, hail and rain on aluminium roofs

 

Praise the Lord and bless his name!

 

All you QUIET things, praise the Lord!

A gentle breeze in the midday heat, sleeping babies and fish in the sea, women who care and suffer and weep.

 

Praise the Lord and bless his name!

 

All you SPIRITUAL things, praise the Lord!

Uplifting music and singing psalms, Bible studies and gospel praise, preaching the Word and receiving God’s gifts

 

Praise the Lord and bless his name!

 

All you CREATED things, praise the Lord!

Our planet earth and its orbiting moon, our galaxy with its systems of suns, all the universe – both known and unknown

 

Praise the Lord and bless his name!

 

O Lord, we worship You with out voice and with our silence for You are worthy of praise and adoration!

Yesterday I went to the induction service for the new minister at one of the churches I'd met and been turned down by (at least on that occasion quite painlessly) during the long, winding journey that led to Dibley.  I went partly out of curiosity - just who was it that finally, after their 3-4 year search had been able to fill the shoes of their predecessor - partly out of a desire to celebrate with them and partly because this was also the start of a new era with two congregations coming together with a single minister on their way to becoming a single church in the not too distant future.

I was, quite frankly, disappointed, apart from the fact that the service was barely an hour long and the order was, well, a bit wierd,  there was absolutely no 'story telling' at all.  Maybe I'm just nosey, but I love hearing how  church/churches and minister/ministers have come together and usually have a real sense of 'yes, this is of God.'

It made me wonder just what an 'induction' service is meant to do.  Is the story telling part necessary or is it just a tradition I have accepted and enjoyed?  Is there a 'better' or 'right' place for the act of induction relative to the sermon?  In this service, the act of induction was almost at the start of the service (but strangely sandwiched in the middle of two readings and two hymns) with the sermon at the end.  I guess, arguably, it reflects a more 'Baptist' view, with the 'breaking of the word' as the culmination of the service, but I'm more accustomed to seeing the act of induction as part of the 'response to the sermon.'  What do others think?

There was nothing actually 'wrong' with the service but I did come away feeling short changed.  I am sure, from what I saw, that their new minister will be ideal for them (I would not have been) and it was a joy to celebrate with them - even a special moment when one of the deacons made a point of coming to say hello, which, almost 3 years after we last met was very unexpected.  I do wish them God's blessing for their future together and will watch to see how their united church emerges (definitely divine sense of humour that there are parallels with life in Dibley).  In the meantime, I will continue to enjoy hearing testimonies/stories and enjoying what I believe to be one of our finer traditions!

Tonight we held our prayer vigil for Norman Kember and the other CPT hostages in Iraq.  I'm not sure how many people I hoped would come - but to be honest more than the three who did come.  Even so, it was a worthwhile exercise, allowing us to focus our minds, hearts and prayers in a way that perhaps we would not have done otherwise.  There was nothing ground-breaking in what we did - we sat around in my living room while some 'Christian muzak,' as one of the local vicars puts it, played quietly in the background and used some of the downloadable liturgies to guide our prayers.  I had produced some large photos of the four men and we had a lit candle by each one of them.

We were fortunate - or blessed if you prefer - the room was warm and comfortable and we could walk out any time we wanted to.  We were together for about an hour before two left to return home, and after two hours it was all over.  The candles were snuffed out and I found myself saying 'goodnight' to each of the men in the photos.  I gathered the papers ready for recycling, put away the CD and became keenly aware of the transcience of what we had shared.

Four people met in a room in England to pray for four men in an unknown place in Iraq.  Perhaps it was good to be so few, to focus on the similarities and differences of our situations.  I don't think any one of us would claim to be a pacificist (well I certainly wouldn't) but each had been inspired to pray for these men who are.  Being a disciple of Jesus is costly, these men are willing to pay the ultimate price: surely for us to spend a couple of hours praying for them and those they love was no big deal?

I have just purchased a secondhand data projector in an attempt to edge Dibley a little closer to the 21st century.  I am very happy with my purchase and looking forward to using it in worship (but NOT for bullet point sermons, oh no).

Anyway, I was reading the manual (it's a girl thing) and flicking through the safety instructions when I came across this one: -

"Do not use the projector in a bath or shower - fire or electric shocks can result"

Well, I'm glad to discover that and assume that using it in a Baptistry is also probably not a good idea, though of course not specifically excluded...

Looks like no underwater Powerpoint projections this week then!

Now this is total twaddle, so don't expect any great theological or other insights!

Recently in stuff I've been reading, I have come across words that seem to me to have been derived from others that are perfectly adequate to express the same concept.

In a theological paper, the word 'explicate/explicated' was used repeatedly where 'explain/explained' would have served just as well.  Is there such a word, I wondered: the web dictionary tells me there is and that 'explicate' means 'to offer a detailed explanation.'  So there must be potential for more new words for further degrees of explanation - how would you express 'the act of offering a complete explanation'?!

In a report on food safety the word 'disinfectation' was used to described cleaning surfaces.  This the web dictionary does not recognise, but what is wrong with 'disinfection'?  Is there a subtle diffenece I'm missing?  Or has English just gone a bit mad as we keep inventing new words that get longer and longer either as a stand against txt culture or because our vocabularies are not adequate for what we want to say?  I realise that language is always evolvificating (like evolving but more so!) and that Englishish is about as good as it gets, perhaps I'm just getting staid and old but I do wonder sometimes...!