Brian was back on Sunday with an unmissable sermon. No video but you can read the text. Inspired! Unexpected Wait
Having just returned from the New Wine Regional Leadership Conference in Leeds with the theme Signs and Wonders, we are seeing people up and down the country taking time out to hear the voice of God. Prophetic ministry builds and equips people to see the world with the eyes of Jesus. It’s pure life affirming joy to engage in this encounter with the Holy Spirit.
Whilst we always seek to listen to God, some events feature this as the sole reason for getting together:
When? The 4th Sunday of the month at 7 p.m.
Where? The Torver School Room
When? Saturday, 18 May, 10 a.m. to 15:30 p.m.
Where? St. Thomas’s Church Kendal
Who? Liz Evans and her team
The end of February saw several of us heading off for Harrogate to attend the New Wine Leadership Conference. Not only was the weather exceptional (snow and lots of it) but the talks were absolutely out of this world. Prepare to change your thinking with a simple click.
To find out more visit the New Wine talks here
My brother, a Methodist minister, gave me ‘The Lectionary 2018’ for Christmas. Having never followed it, except for main Sunday services, I am amazed at how it connects, builds and illuminates the message.
For instance, Sunday, the 4th Sunday of Epiphany, the message was the authority of Jesus. Monday’s reading showed Jesus exorcising a demon from Legion, shocking and scaring everyone who observed a man who was like a wild animal, transformed to a completely sane and peace loving state. Today Jesus raised the daughter of Jairus from the dead and healed a woman who had been bleeding for 12 years. Both of these passages, revealing who Jesus is, build on the theme of the authority of Jesus.
At the same time, there is another theme being played out in 2nd Samuel. King David has been in exile as his son Absalom launches a power play against his father. Here we see David responding in a puzzling way. When a man comes by to curse him (yesterday’s reading) he believes that perhaps it is God’s will and allows the man to follow and throw stones. In his humbled state, he asks that all who wish to join him in exile turn back, he has no destination. Of course these groups stay with him.
In today’s reading we see Absalom killed by a party of David’s men even though David asked that no harm would come to him. The response of David is great woe. He is inconsolable. Absalom, O Absalom, why you and not me?
In David’s response we see the love of God. Though Absalom was a rebel, he was the son of David and David loved him. In Jesus, we see the love of the Father for his children. Lost causes, hopeless situations, life put on hold all changed by the power of love. Jesus has the authority of the Father to pour out the love of the Father on His children.
And what about us? How do we, if we have received this most awesome love, pass it on?
A new book about the Ecumenical County of Cumbria
Growing Spirituality is a personal reflection on the spirituality of Cumbria. This book briefly tells the story of the faith from the first Christians to those denominations that signed the covenant partnership and supported it in Carlisle Cathedral on 27th November 2016.
In telling the story of faith Growing Spirituality reflects on the spiritual styles that have played an important part in shaping the churches of the county. It is a story of the dynamism of Christ’s disciples over the last sixteen centuries, rooted in prayer, community and mission. Finally Growing Spirituality asks where the spirituality of the ecumenical county may be taking us in the future?
Growing Spirituality is published by Open Spirituality Publishing, 150 pages and costs £10.
ISBN – 978-0-9926277-1-3
Available from OSP please email your postal address to firstname.lastname@example.org to receive a copy.
Cheques made payable to ‘OSP’ or online payments to ’OSP’ Sort Code 16-52-21 Account 52295495
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Heavenly Light on Daily Life
This meditation was originally published in April 2014. It is a timely message as we walk through Holy Week in the year 2017.
A Series of devotionals by Lilias Trotter, Lesson 1
Wherever there are women there are looking-glasses, from the Sherifa with her great mirror framed in carving and gilding, to the tent of the Bedouin woman, who wears a little leather-covered disc among her many ornaments.
For all women want to see what they look like – what they look like to other people. And they know that the mirror gives to their view what they themselves would never see – the form and the tint of their features and the drapery of their headgear.
So far the mirror goes, no further, it can only picture the outer person. But there is another mirror that can shew thee thy inner person. That mirror is the Holy Book. In a mirror of glass thou canst see thy face as thy neighbour see it, but in the Word of God thou canst see thy heart as God sees it.
Our earthly mirrors sometimes shew things that make us sad. A woman may think her face still young and fair; but her mirror shews the wrinkles and grey hairs that have begun to come. It tells her the truth.
So also God’s Word tells us the truth about our hearts, that is to say that they are not good as we like to think them, but bad before Him.
For instance, thou thinkest perhaps that thou canst gossip all day long, without harm. See how that gossip appears to God. He says, “In the multitude of words there wanteth not sin.” “Every idle word that men shall speak, they shall give account thereof in the day of judgment.”
It may be, in thy mind are thoughts of pride, despising thy neighbour. Look in the mirror of God: He says, “He that despiseth his neighbour sinneth.”
It may be that thy heart harbours hatred against another, thou sayest, “I do well to be angry.” Look once more in God’s mirror and see how this hatred looks to Him: “He that hateth his brother is a murderer.”
Look, O my sister, in this mirror that tells thee the truth, and quickly thou wilt see that thou dost need a Saviour.
When it finally came, who knew in advance? Though the moment had been foretold through the ages, did anyone recognise it when the day arrived? And how did it come? A visitation. A scandal. A promise. The birth of a child. A manger. Miraculous signs to shepherds. A star to help wise men find their way.
This year in Coniston we relived the signs and wonders of Christmas. A community project but seemingly without direction. A phone call to the Mother’s Union. Will you take on the Promise? Then a letter arrived with instructions. Similar soundings came to the Methodist Church, the Catholic Church and the Fellowship with instructions. No-one knew who else would be there when they arrived. A date and time were supplied. All arriving together to play their part. Knowing one side only. Having no visibility of what else would happen at the same time.
We have heard it said that God works in mysterious ways. Reliving the signs and wonders of Christmas was more vivid and beautiful than ever before this year as joyful expectation builds for what will come in 2017.
ViK Sekasi, the Furness Deanery Youth Minister has prepared a beautiful report about the experience of a Prayer Space in the John Ruskin school.
Perhaps I was having an overly emotional day having been flattened by a particularly nasty case of the flu since Sunday eve. I walked into the church yesterday in advance of Roger and Yu Zhu’s wedding, just to take a quick peek and leave some treasures behind, but what I saw instead was love and beauty beyond measure.
You see, here in rural England, everything we do is a voluntary act. We have a house for duty Priest who came out of retirement, along with his wife June, to lead us, a full year after the departure of the previous full time Priest. We are part of a deanery which is having to make do with fewer paid full time priests and part of the suffering for the deanery means that we, the tiny communities of Coniston and Torver, are not considered large enough to require their own full time priest.
Being small does not diminish the work load at all. In fact we hold a range of services each and every Sunday, weddings, baptisms (one a month in Coniston), home groups, celebrations, festivals and minister to all who come our way, including the 300,000+ people who come into our community every year through tourism. We have an active Fair Trade coffee morning each and every Wednesday a.m. which reaches out to people travelling through as well as to locals in the heart of the community. A mid-day prayer service allows for quiet meditation while all the chatter in the coffee morning is going on.
It takes a lot to support these activities and the on the ground ministry. We have two lay ministers, two church wardens, several voluntary musicians, several deanery synod members, a Mother’s Union, a full PCC, and each and every person on the electoral roll, fully signed up and committed to the community.
Knowing all of this, what I saw yesterday made me realise what a beautiful church family I am part of. The day of Roger and Yu Zhu’s wedding the weather was horrendous. Tears of joy were falling from the heavens. Earlier, all hands would have been inside the church, cleaning, beautifying, laying flowers on each of the candle sticks made by Peter, setting tables, preparing food, making it beautiful and perfect for the wedding.
Before I entered the church, I ran into June, having spent the morning beautifying with flowers, she now on her way to change clothes. As I coughed away, she mentioned that Linda too is ill and suggested we were going to have to stop meeting on Sundays as I thought to myself wryly and Saturday and Tuesday and Wednesday too. I do hate being ill.
I walked into the sound of beautiful music and a scene of total calm and serenity. Pat, the church Secretary was wearing a very smart grey pin striped suit. Both Peter and Tim were dressed in dark handsome suits wearing big smiles. All work and preparation done, nothing missing, everything ready and waiting in eager anticipation for The Wedding.
I walked across the street to deliver a package to Anne and looked back to see Nick, the church Warden, walking into the church, wearing full rain gear on top, morning dress below and carrying a big cooler loaded with the best drink, as only Nick is able to do. My heart melted as I saw him enter the church carrying his bag of goodies. Nothing is too much trouble for Nick. He is always there. Always on duty. Nick misses nothing and expects nothing in return for his service and commitment. He may be one of many, but there are none like him.
Each and every person is involved in other work throughout the community, much of it voluntary. Lives of living daily sacrifice. Only today I don’t see anything but love. Complete selfless acts of love and generosity. I stand in wonder and awe as I look upon my big (in spirit) beautiful church family.