It never ceases to amaze me how God works in the most mysterious ways.

This week has been a bit tricky, and at times a bit demoralising, but 'bing bong' there in my email inbox arrived messages from people with exactly the right words to encourage me, people who don't know the real life me, only a persona through a blog or an internet forum or through the wonders of google to track down recordings of me preaching!

This morning's service seems to have been well received, but left me wrung out like a dish rag.  The intercessions, led by one of my peeps were stunningly beautiful and also echoed odd words and phrases I had used along the way.  Yes, the person knew the theme, even the readings and hymns, but even so...

Apparently, so I now discover, today is world blog action day, and the theme is food, which is slightly weird given what I posted this morning!

And then the bestest news, an email to say that someone we had supported during her exploration of call to ordained Baptist ministry has just received a unanimous call as an Associate Minister.  Whoop, whoop.

Part of me thinks, 'how does God do that?' but most of me thinks, 'I don't want to know, I'm just glad God does'.

[sorry, comments acting up again on this blog platform (and others), don't quite know why... that's another mystery beyond my ken!]

Listening to the radio this morning, the Sikh (at least notionally) presenter interviewing a Muslim observed, "Islam is a wide church" (he did then say, if you'll pardon the expression).

I guess it's no different to us as Christians referring to that we perceive as 'sound' or 'authentic' as 'kosher'

What other mixed-faith metaphors are out there?

Changing tack slightly...

A friend of mine was recently at a high level interfaith meeting that was exploring issues around food labelling and food that can be eaten by people of any or at least most faiths.  This has arisen partly because, for example, ceremonially unclean parts of of kosher or halal slaughtered animals enter the generic food chain, and this is, at least theoretically, offensive to some Christians (I'd argue those who don't quite understand what St Paul said, but even so). 

Then of course comes the question of what you can, or can't serve as a meal at a theoretical or literal interfaith gathering that absolutely anyone could eat - not easy since dietary laws are as complex as people!  I vaguely recall hearing something about the meetings in Israel/Palestine involving people of the three Abramic faith where they opted for vegetarian food because everyone could eat it without fear.  And I recall my own discomfort attending an ecumenical event in Manchester to which interfaith guests had been invited at which wine was served... fine for me, as a by choice TT Christian, just to say 'no thanks', but flippin' insulting to the Muslim guests I thought.

Anyway, among the universally acceptable options would probably be....

water, fruit juice, (tea and coffee would not be acceptable to those who exclude caffeine)

rice, oats, maize, potatoes, flat bread

fruit, vegetables, nuts (not mushrooms since some faiths don't permit them)

Ironically you end up with pretty much what the Bible tells us Daniel and his mates ate... and they seemed to thrive on it!

And now for the other extreme - two odd fusion dishes I've come accross recently in Glasgow...

- the haggis pakora

- the black pudding pizza

Each of which sound decidedly dodgy!

Edit - comments acting up again.  This from Julie...

Sadly not even that simple - some fruits and veg are forbidden by some faiths:root vegetables,  figs, and honey amongst the forbidden foods, foods with  e-numbers (the list is pages long!)

Eggs are forbidden as well and some forbid dairy produce.

Utensils and work surfaces need to be separate for some.

The advice to NHS hospitals runs to 60 pages!

Also some object on ethical grounds and Sikhs (and therefore I guess the Christians you mention) aren't sure about whether kosher meat (which is not prayed over at the time of death only at the time of eating) is ritually slaughtered meat or not!

Some also object to being only offered vegetarian food on the grounds that others' beliefs should not be forced upon them!

... when I'd be asked to take part in a documentary about fashion!  I mean, c'mon this is me, clothes are for comfort and I'm hardly Little Ms Trendy, even if I did for a while manage 'funky' with my bald head.  But it is precisely this experience that has led to the invitation!

A while back someone posted on the bcc forum that her daughter who is a fashion journalism student was due to undertake a project on clothes for woman affected by breast cancer, and she asked for comments on our experiences and issues.  Wanting to be encouraging, I replied saying I thought it was fantastic idea (which I do) but that I'm just a comfort girl not a fashionista  (however that's spelled) and sharing a few of the things that I've noticed since surgery.  Back came a reply to say, that's fine this is about clothes not 'fashion' in the 'trend' sense.

So, long story short, I have been in contact with a lovely young woman, and she is coming up to Glasgow to interview me on film!  Wow, me in a fashion documentary... I never thought the day would come!

(Doubt it'll ever be aired as it's a uni project, but even so...)

Excessively plethoric on twaddle today.

Saw this on the BBC website - a 'banana equivalent dose' for radiation.  So, given 1 Sv and 1Gy are, to a first approximation, the same thing, and given I received 50 of them earlier this year, that's the same as being bashed on the boob by around 50 million bananas... Nuts!  Or bananas even.

Quite a neat idea, but not really sure it will catch on.  Back in the day when I was in the industry we used coffee, brazil nuts, transatlantic flights and Aberdeen granite to try something similar... it never quite convinced people.

A while back I posted about the De Quervain's Tenosynovitis in my left hand caused by lifting a heavy-ish case on and off trains and dragging it along streets one handed.  Well, about six weeks and a course of physio later it hasn't resolved itself, so today I've been referred on to a specialist physio who will inject it with steroids, wait two or three weeks and then start me on an exercise regime!  Let's hope that works, as the alternative after that is surgery...

So, now I have a daily routine of arm/shoulder exercises for my right side and thumb/wrist exercises for my left side.  I am not meant to lift anything over 5kg on the right and can't lift anything over about 2kg on the left.  Writing is painful (so 'don't do it' said the physio) and every now and then I'll subconsciously do something that makes my wrist really hurt.

This is, ultimately, an unexpected and unpredicted side effect of the treatment I've had... I am led to believe some of the drugs leave muscles and tendons more vulnerable to strains and sprains, and I've been so good at protecting my 'at risk of lymphoedema' arm that I've hurt my 'good' arm.

I'm not quite sure what this teaches me, other than that I'm not the free spirit I was a little over a year ago, able to hurl chairs and tables around rooms and hoik objects around quite happily.  Of course it does force me to be more empathic with other people with physical restrictions, which is no bad thing, but I really don't like it much!  Still, if that's all I have to worry about I ought to be grateful.