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A Skinny Fairtrade Latte in the Food Court of Life - Page 117

  • Chloe from Chaotic Corinth

    A couple of 'stories' in the voice of Chloe exploring aspects of 1 Corinthians 14 and 11...

    Part 1

    Good morning!  My name is Chloe, I’m part of the church of God at Corinth and I’ve teleported nearly 2000 years to get here!!

    It’s so lovely to be with you today – this is a nice comfortable place to meet, you al seem really friendly, and I’d really like to thank you for your welcome, which helped me understand what would be happening, and for this service sheet… It helps me to feel calm and relaxed, ready to worship God – very different my church at home which is, quite frankly chaotic.

    Let me tell you a bit about us…

    We meet on the evening of the first day of the week, when everyone’s work for the day is done.  Well, when I say everyone’s, I should say those who aren’t servants or slaves – often they are delayed to complete tasks assigned late in the day, and it’s not unusual for them to arrive part way through our meeting.  Sometimes people have to leave early, and sometimes new people wander in off the streets, curious to see what we are doing.

    There is no set order for what we do, and no official leaders, everyone just joins in as they feel led.  It’s really exciting and energetic – but sometimes it degenerates into total chaos. 

    We sing the old psalms, of course, which are lovely.  A few weeks ago, Crispus brought us a new hymn he’d written that spoke about Jesus – that was quite radical for us and caused quite a stir.  Now it seems everyone is a hymnwriter!

    We’re a very diverse congregation, so lots of languages are spoken, which is lovely but not always helpful.  Sometimes someone stands up and excitedly shares something and there’s no-one to translate it – we all shuffle our feet in embarrassment not knowing how to respond.  I was really grateful when our friend Paul said that people should only speak if there is someone who can translate into the common tongue.  By the way, I wish we’d thought to do what you do with the Lord’s Prayer, as you call it – that’s so lovely!  Imagine Greek, Aramaic and Latin voices all blended together…

    I was really surprised that you only have person bringing a reflection on the scriptures.  In our church sometimes several people – mostly men – all talk at once, trying to drown out the voices of the others in order to be heard.  We’ve had to learn to take turns to speak – and we’ve had to learn to listen attentively, thinking about what they say and whether it fits with what we know about God and Jesus.  Sometimes my head is buzzing with questions and I wish we could stop long enough for me to ask them!

    Which brings me on to thorny topic of women in the church!  Here in Corinth we allow women to speak in church, so long as they are decently dressed, which for us means wearing a scarf or head covering – we wouldn’t expect the men to speak bare-chested, so it’s only right that we women are modestly dressed too.  Of course, some people think we should be silent in the church – and someone even scrawled as much onto the letter Paul sent us!

    I love our church in Corinth, there is so much that is exciting and vibrant, so much love to share and so many good people.  I also love the chance to be with you today, to learn how church has developed over 2000 years, and to see what I can take back with me to help us as we worship together week by week.

    Part 2

    It’s me again, Chloe.  I hope you don’t mind me butting in just before you share around the Lord’s table, it’s just that, well it’s so different from how things are in Corinth, and I thought I should explain to why our friend Paul wrote all that stern stuff about eating and drinking condemnation…

    As I said earlier, our congregation meets in the courtyard of one of the big houses, and we don’t always all arrive at once.  When we break bread, we have a proper meal together, and we tell the story as part of that.  Sometimes what happens is that those who get there early are impatient and gobble up the food and drink the wine, so that when those who have to work late finally get there, tired and hungry, there’s nothing left, well maybe a few crusts, but not a proper meal.  This is an embarrassment!  Not only that, if some of us are delayed and others start eating early, then we dishonour our Lord.

     I can see it’s different here.  You aren’t having a big dinner together, just some little tastes of bread and juice.  You aren’t chatting about all sorts of everyday stuff, you are sitting quietly and thinking about what it all means.  And you have made sure that everyone who wants to share is able to do so.  I think that you are doing something special.  I can go back to Corinth happy knowing that this is our future!

  • New Red Shoes...

    Here they are... my new red shoes... and I love them.  My feet are narrower than average so they are a teeny bit loose - but nothing I can't fix with a needle and some clear elastic.

    Looking forward to wearing them on high days and holy days!

  • Put on your red shoes....

    People who have known me a long time know that I have a red suit for 'special occasions' - usually it gets worn at Christmas, often at Pentecost, sometimes at Easter and, significantly, was worn for my Induction to the Gathering Place back in 2009.  For the last of these, I also bought a pair of red shoes to complete the outfit.  As I approach the tenth anniversary of that date, I already had it in mind to buy a new pair of red shoes and wear the suit to symbolise the recollection.

    This morning I came across this and find that I am in excellent company.

  • Rare Events...

    This week I'm washing the covers of the two settees - something long overdue to be perfectly honest!

    Sasha came and snuggled up to me on the older of the settees this evening, a very rare event indeed.

    After another busy day of service prep and admin, it's good to relax with the kitties.

  • Care Home Reflections

    Today was my monthly visit to the care home.

    It's always a busy morning with as many as two dozen folk to visit in a two hour (or thereabouts) session.  Today it felt quite demanding, mostly because there were a lot of new people to see, and also one of those I had come to know and love had died since my last visit.

    It's taken a long time, but I am getting to know the names of the long stay residents, and a few of them, even with a degree of dementia, are starting to recognise and remember me.

     

    Today:

    A lot of smiles were shared, and a fair few prayers.

    One visit was however long it takes to pray the Aaronic blessing,

    Another a long chat about historical fiction - and  a couple of book recommendations!

    Mostly it was visits to women, but there were also several men.

    Some of the staff now make a point of saying 'hello' and asking me to visit people.

    I left pretty tired, but knowing that, in some small measure, God's love has been shared -

    and I have glimpsed God in everyone I met.