OK, so today starts with a confession - on my walk nothing really caught me eye, and I was almost home without a photo.  However these pink signs that have recently been added to litter bins always make me smile, if only because they are faintly ridiculous.  "People make Glasgow cleaner" implies that without people it'd be dirtier - which patently isn't true, because it's the people who drop the litter we are gently being told to put in the bin.

Am I permitted to admit that nine years ago I was horrified by the levels of litter I saw in Glasgow?  We have certainly come a long way since then, and people are working to make the city a cleaner place.

Advent as a time of 'cleaning' or 'cleansing' then... identifying and disposing of litter, the detritus of another year, literal or metaphorical, consigned to a bin.  And perhaps a sense of ongoing cleansing too - the practice of binning stuff (poo or paper!) that otherwise spoils our everyday lives.  For me it's an ongoing effort not to internalise 'rubbish': the negative thoughts, feelings and occasionally comments that so readily 'cling'. 

Perhaps I'm back to Hebrews 12 again, and the injunction to rid ourselves of the sin (with the 'softer' definition of shortfalls and missed-marks) that clings. 

Into the bin with negativity - a good sermon to self for a Monday!

Today the reflection on the Lindisfarne gospels Chi Rho image moved out from the detail of the letters to the names written around it, names that are found in the Matthew genelaogy of Jesus.  Cue spooky muisic - I had already planned to do my Advent preaches (and indeed on into the Christmas Season) based on the stories of the women in this genealogy.  The image above is the front cover of a book I bought way back in my Dibley days, and used as a basis for sermon series, and which I will return to this year.  Always good to know that Sophia is active before, around and within me!

Today's prayer:

Cosmic Christ, as I prepare to enter the story of your incarnation, help me to draw to mind those of my own spiritual heritage who inspire me. Thank you for the lives which have been lived for you in the past, and may I live a life of inspiration to others.  Amen.

This afternoon I set of on my walk and realised en route that I hadn't picked up my phone.  I still took the route I had intended, and went to Kelvingrove arriving just in time to nip into the shop to buy a few postcards before the organ recital.

If there was a word for today I think it was 'remembering.' Remembering a childhood visit more than 40 years ago.  Remembering that this was somewhere my Mum and her friends would come.  Remembering other times and other visits with friends of my own.

Advent is also a time of remembering... whether it's our own memories, or the stories that inform our lives, or a mix of the two.  It's about looking back, and about looking forward.  So perhaps a little bit of a nostalgia trip was no bad thing.

This morning we completed our short series of services loosely linked to the theme of 'shame and...'  Its been challenging, demanding and important in roughly equal measure.  I know, because they have told me, that for some people the things that have been shared have been helpful, encouraging, freeing, and that more than makes it all worthwhile.

We ended the reflection time by affirming and encouraging ourselves and each other with a simple mantra, from Psalm 139:14...

I am fearfully and wonderfully made...

To those around us: you are fearfully and wonderfully made

Together: we are fearfully and wonderfully made

As we thought of everyone else we know or encounter: they are fearfully and wonderfully made.

I am tired, physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, but it's a good kind of tired, the sort that arises from a sense of achievement, of having taken on a challenge and seen it through.  So, yes, I am fearfully and wonderfully made - and I done good!

Today's reflection moved away from Brendan to focus on a couple of illuminated manuscripts though, annoyingly, they were not in the book, rather there was a suggestion to look for them online! So I pinched this image of part of the Chi Rho at the start of the Lindisfarne gospels, which is beautiful, intricate and intriguing.  Hopefully, having the image helps to make more sense of the prayer for today:

Cosmic Christ, as I prepare to enter the story of your incarntion, may I know the sense of your presence with me.  As the beauty and intricate details on the the Chi Rho pages flow, may I know a sense of your Spirit flowing within me.  Draw me into the beauty and detail of creation.  May I see as you see.  May I feel as you feel.  May I love as you love.  Amen.